Gaius stood at the table in Arthur’s room, mixing concoctions to try and find something to make the young prince feel better. Sir Leon had left to alert the king and had yet to return. Merlin was sitting on the bed, holding a cool cloth on the back of Arthur’s neck, while Gwen slowly fed him soup. They were both hoping he’d be able to keep it down, but there was a bucket next to the bed in case his body rejected it like it had with everything else they had given him.
They were hoping the king would decide to return to Camelot and be with his ailing son, but none of them really knew for sure what he would do. A few moments later however, they all breathed a sigh of relief as Uther entered the room, followed closely by Sir Leon.
“How is he?” Uther asked and Merlin laid the boy down gently as Uther sat next to his son on the edge of the bed.
“He’s very ill Sire,” Gaius said gravely.
“Daddy,” Arthur choked out before he started coughing violently.
“Shhh, my boy, you’re aright,” Uther said quietly, “Come on now, sit up. That’s it, lean against me, everything will be fine.” Arthur slumped forward so he was leaning against his father and buried his face in Uther’s side.
“Do you know what’s wrong with him yet?” Uther asked and Gaius shook his head sadly.
“We don’t have any medicinal cause Sire,” Gaius said, “But we think this may have something to do with the sorcerer who changed him.”
“You think magic is doing this?” Uther asked.
“I’m afraid so sire,” Gaius replied. Uther nodded and then requested he be left alone with his son. Everyone else complied, and Gaius promised to return to check on Arthur later.
“Daddy I don’t feel good,” Arthur mumbled and Uther gently rubbed his back.
“I know you don’t my boy, but I promise you that everything will be alright,” Uther said, “Why don’t you lie down, hmmm?” The king helped his son lie down and then switched positions so he was leaning against the headboard. He ran his fingers through Arthur’s hair which was plastered to his fevered forehead with sweat and watched his son slowly drift into oblivion.
When Uther looked up, he got the surprise of his life when he saw a man standing on the other side of the room wearing a lock cloak.
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Doing it Over
FanfictionAfter an encounter with magic Arthur is turned back into a 5 year old boy. Now Uther has a decision to make: Does he wait until his son's back to normal and allow everyone else to deal with it? Or does he fix all the mistakes he made when Arthur was...
