Merthur/Merlin one shot

Abused (Arthur's pov)

Abused (Arthur's pov)

A/N before starting a trigger warning. When you are not comfortable with abuse of any abuse, don't read this one-shot chapter. There will be mentioned as well as sexual abuse. Oh, and I made Arthur's father, not a prick. You have been warned, onward with the story.

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It was a new morning. The birds are chirping and the weather was nice and warm. It would have been a nice morning, but Merlin was weirdly getting late. Not something new, but it was really late. More late than usual. And the past two weeks he was weird. Like his smile seemed more forced and a paleness he could see. Like a more paleness the usual. It was since the new guest's appeared from the neighboring kingdom. There was also the fact that he flinched whenever someone was loud. Even his father got worried and the male usually never worried about a particular servant of his.

Arthur was pretty sure it had to do with Merlin. Since he got here, everything was brighter. And there was as well the fact that his father likes the younger male. He even got him to think about more differently about magic and that not every sorcerer was evil. It wasn't a surprise to him and he was glad and found it oddly fascinating how his manservant managed to do this.

Of course, he went to Gaius, but not even he knew what was wrong with his disciple. His brows furrowed now as he waited and waited, but Merlin hadn't arrived. Even after 30 minutes waiting. This was odd and he just hoped that he just overslept. A sigh escaped as he changed into his own clothes, with difficulties, but he managed. Even after he changed Merlin hadn't arrived yet, which made his stomach churn.

'I better go and find him.'

A sigh escaped as he starting to look around. Not even caring that he hadn't had any food in his system yet. Merlin was that important for him. By now he was good friends with him and he would protect the petit looking male at all cost. As he turned around his brows furrowed and he instantly went back around the corner and hiding behind it.

"You will do what we want. You are a servant and as a servant, you have to satisfy us. Do you understand?"

This was making his blood freeze and his heart sank. And why didn't he go to him? His eyes narrowed and he was angry now. Not of course at Merlin but at this twat for forcing Merlin on him.

"I understand sire."

And how had it happened? It was a question that could wait. Though he heard clearly that Merlin wasn't liking it and he sounded dejected. There was as well the fact that he knew that he used magic. He found out by accident but hadn't had time yet to tell Merlin that he knew. But that could wait as right now he had to find out more.

"Tell anyone and you are dead. And no one will believe you anyway. Don't forget when you don't do what we want, we will tell anyone your little secret."

This was making him step outside and walking towards them. Merlin was fidgeting under the cold eyes which stare at him. There was as well lust seen, which made sense as he caught him red-handed kissing, his Merlin. How dare he? And he could see that his friend wasn't liking it. There were clear tears in the corner of his eyes.

"I would advise you to step aside now."

His eyes steel cold, as he glared at the person who was molesting his friend. They instantly let go and Merlin looked shocked and paled more now. What was he scared of? There was nothing that should make him scared. He was accepted and respected by everyone, even his father. And that was a feat not many accomplished.

"Of course, prince Pendragon. I was  just having some fun and he agreed, isn't it so Merlin?"

Merlin nodded and was still in the grip of him. But it was clear as the day that he wasn't liking it. Eyes looked pleadingly to him and he could see a shiver going through his small frame, at the sweet voice that was used.

"Don't. I heard everything. I will arrest you for threatening my servant and molesting him."

The guards soon arrested that person and he took Merlin's wrist softly and taking him into his room. For now, his father could wait as he needed to have a talk with him. The male clearly was shaken up and he flinched at the touch, but not trying to pull away. He pushed him softly on his bed and let out a sigh.

"What did he mean with a secret he would have revealed?"

His voice was soft and he was trying to be as considered as he could be. Merlin looked up and his eyes looked at him and then back down. So far he hadn't said anything and it worried him. Usually, he would argue back but this time it was different. It almost seemed like he was traumatized. What the hell had these bastards done to his Merlin?