Unraveled

Merlin had never been handed the luxury of anything in life. Maybe his distant family would send gifts when they thought fit, but he had never landed himself in a place of riches nor simple comfortability. That style of living didn't make any change upon the subject of his classification. He had been sent off to Camelot as soon as he was of age. He can't pretend he doesn't have a pretty damn good idea as to what his class is, though. Not that he finds it favourable either; he just wants to be normal, after all. Maybe he'll be able to do that with Arthur's help. Or maybe things get a little more complicated when he's involved.