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Lord Of The Flies By William Arthur

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Arthur stood by the window and gazed longingly out of it. He began daydreaming. He imagined what his knights were doing at that moment. Lancelot was probably helping some poor servant with their chores, Gwaine was probably (no, definitely) in the tavern, Elyan was probably helping a blacksmith run his forge, Leon was probably training or on duty (he always seems to be doing extra shifts), and Percival was probably lifting weights or reading. Arthur for the life of him couldn’t work out what that big guy would get up to in his spare time.
His pondering was interrupted with his chamber door flying open to reveal a slightly breathless Merlin with his arms laden with food. The manservant grinned happily at the prince and laid his food on the …show more content…

He was a horrible servant but he was good friend, no matter what Arthur said aloud, and being responsible for his death was not what Arthur wanted. “Are sure that it is safe?” Arthur asked cautiously. “Gaius said it was but if it isn’t I can always get you a new manservant,” Uther shrugged. “You are dismissed.”
Arthur bowed and exited the dark hall.

-END FLASHBACK-

Now, as Arthur was eating and Merlin was folding all his master’s clothes, Arthur reached into his pocket and pulled out the tall glass bottle. He quietly popped of the top and poured singular drop of liquid into his goblet of water. “Merlin,” Merlin turned hearing his name. “Come sit here and have a drink. You look exhausted.”
Merlin walked almost cautiously over to the table. “Be careful, sire. Keep this up and I might get the impression that you care about me!” Merlin jested. He sat and took the goblet from Arthur’s outstretched hand and drank deeply.
Arthur watched Merlins expression as it morphed from an annoying grin to a look of disorientation or something of the like. “Merlin?” Arthur cried as his manservants eyes glazed over. “Are you alright?” “Yes,” came Merlin’s response in a monotone voice, his expression completely blank. Arthur figured that the truth serum was working in its very creepy way. “What is your name?” “Merlin” “Where did you grow up?” “Ealdor”
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