Arthur and Merlin were out in the woods for a week-long hunt. Arthur needed a break from ruling, all of this Morgana stuff had him stressed and hunting was his way of cooling off, and he knew Gwen would be perfectly fine controlling Camelot without him. Merlin obviously came along, who was going to take care of Arthur? They'd left a few days ago, and they were lost.
"Arthur, you clotpole, the path was THAT way!"
"No, Merlin, it was over there!"
"This is why you don't go chasing a deer in the Valley of the Fallen Kings!"
The arguing ceased when they reached a clearing. The peace wasn't long-lasting, as they heard rustling in the bushes. Arthur stepped toward the noise, sword raised. Something was off, Merlin could sense it. Before he'd realised, the bandits sprung out from every direction, surrounding King and servant.
A/N: This is my first fanfiction so feel free to comment about what you thought. Sorry for the short start, I'll try to make them a bit longer.
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A Hunting Trip
Fanfictionset in Season 5, Arthur decides to go on a hunting trip to get his head together after all the talk of Morgana. What he doesn't realise is a hunting trip doesn't always help clear your mind, sometimes it provokes more questions... DISCLAIMER: I do n...
