The Blue Eyed Rascal. Merthur.

Chapter I

Market stalls thudded to the ground as Prince Arthur and his fellow knight, Gwaine raced in the lower town. Market owners screamed lividly and the boys chuckling could be heard throughout Camelot. Gwaine then dashed around multiple buildings and Arthur ran around many others until knocking into a hooded silhouette. Slowly opening his azure eyes, Arthur locked them on the figure also on the floor in front of him.

His hood had fallen off exposing his face,it was a boy. His eyes were like the ocean, so full of life yet so uncertain. His skin, fair. His frame slim but the same height has Arthur.
Before the prince could analyse anymore about the boy, he stood up abruptly and spewed a few words.
"I'm truly sorry." He spoke quickly and only slightly. Arthur nodded as he was helped to his feet until feeling something trickle down his forearm. He rolled up his sleeve to see a little bit of crimson blood running down his arm.
The boy turned around, grabbed his brown satchel and pulled a few bandages out and reached for Arthur's arm.
In return, Arthur stretched out his arm and felt the boys soft and slender fingers wrap the bandage around the area. "I believe that should prevent an infection." His voice almost like a melody.

"Thank you for your kindness," Arthur replied but noticed the boy packing away and throwing his satchel over his shoulder. Arthur grasped onto his arm. "What is your name?"
The boy opened his mouth and said.
"My name is Merlin, if I'm not mistaken your the highly praised Prince Arthur?" He answered. The corners of Arthur's mouth thoughtlessly pulled up.
"Correct, you shall be rewarded for your hospitality, care to join me for dinner?" Arthur asked Merlin. Merlin shot him a slight smile and nodded.
"I'd love to."
"Then it's settled."
Merlin was to have dinner with the Prince.
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