Arwen was moving through the streets of the lower town, she had just ran another errand for Gaius and had taken a potion to one of the inn keepers who had aching joints. She was on her way back to the physician's chambers, as she had promised Gaius to help him brew some of the sleeping potions that many people within Camelot used to help them sleep.
The sounds of a commotion caught her attention and made her round a corner in curiosity. She was used to the calm and peaceful life of Ealdor, and in Camelot it seemed there was some excitement every day, something to grab your attention and distract you from your duties and everyday lives. She watched as a crowd gathered around what seemed to be a fight. Arwen shook her head in disappointment, scolding the pride of men, and she was about to walk away when she saw a familiar head of black hair.
"Are you kidding me?!" She exclaimed to herself as only moments later, she saw another figure, this time a blonde, pursue after him. She began to push her way through the crowd, managing to come to the front just in time to see Merlin fall to the ground and Arthur start approaching him with a mace. She was about to rush over to help her brother, but with her direct view of Merlin she was stopped short as she saw the golden glow of his eyes. It was only for a second, but that was enough to make rage spark up in Arwen. As if it weren't enough she watched him do it again, this time forcing Arthur to trip over a rope he had tightened in his way.
As Arthur fell, Merlin took his chance to jump back onto his feet and pick up the fallen mace this time approaching Arthur as he was the one swinging it. It made Arthur start backing away from Merlin. This time he tripped without Merlin's magical aid, and fell to the crowd. Merlin had a large smile on his face, however, as his eyes scanned over the crowd he saw Gaius in the back of it giving him a look of disapproval. However, the next thing he saw was far scarier. In the front of the crowd stood Arwen, and the murderous glare she was giving him made him consider that being thrown in a cell once more would be better than facing her wrath.
Distracted by the presence of Arwen and Gaius, Merlin didn't have time to react as Arthur attacked him from behind, managing to once more knock him off his feet and down to the ground. He didn't stay there long. Quickly after, the guards grabbed hold of his arms and pulled him to his feet. Before they could drag him away to a cell, Arthur stopped them.
"Wait. Let him go. He may be an idiot, but he's a brave one. There's something about you, Merlin. I can't quite put my finger on it." Arthur spoke, sending Merlin an intrigued look. Before either one of them had a chance to move or say anything, Arthur saw a ball of fire approach them from the corner of his eye and he found himself standing and watching as Arwen unleashed her wrath on Merlin.
"How big of an idiot can you be?!" She asked him loudly, and the crowd found themselves laughing as she smacked him across the head before pulling on his sleeve harshly as she started leading him away from the crowd. But even then, Arthur still had the pleasure of hearing her yell at her brother as her angry voice rang through the street. "We've been here for less than a week and you've already managed to cause more trouble than you have during your whole damn life, Merlin! How could you be so foolish?!" The Prince of Camelot found himself laughing at the scolding Merlin was getting, even though he had considered throwing him in the cells for what he had done again, Arthur decided leaving him to be on the receiving end of his sister's fury would be a much more fitting punishment. For in that moment, Arthur realized that Arwen's anger was as fiery as her hair, a storm nobody would ever wish to be on the other end of.
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