“Hurry up, you idiot! If we're late they won't let us in till intermission, and you know Aithusa will be devastated if we miss her part!” Merlin was fussing with his clothes in front of the bedroom mirror, looking horribly uncomfortable in the suit Arthur had ordered for him. “I know, I know,” he said in a huff of exasperation, fiddling with his tie before trying to get his jacket to sit properly on his shoulders. “But we wouldn't actually tell her we'd missed it. It's not like we haven't seen her practice a hundred times. And with all the kids in their mice costumes you can't tell who is who anyway. I tried to give Aithusa a high five after the dress rehearsal, but it was Kara, staring at me with such a frightened look you'd have thought …show more content…
Aithusa had seen videos of them in their pointe shoes and tutus, dancing with the “handsome pwince” and couldn't wait to be just like her aunties. Arthur sometimes worried that she'd become too much like her aunties, who while beautiful, were cunning and manipulative and got whatever they wanted. At least Aithusa didn't share any Pendragon DNA, having been a foundling. Merlin had pulled her out of a garbage can on a snowy Christmas morning, a tiny bundle with wispy silver hair and angry red cheeks, screaming as loudly as her baby lungs could manage. Which wasn't loud at all, but Merlin had always been uncommonly perceptive. He later said it felt like she had been calling just for him and he had known exactly where to find her. It had taken awhile before Merlin and Arthur had been allowed to officially adopt Aithusa. There were a lot of hoops to jump through. Her original parents had to be searched for (but were never found). Then Arthur and Merlin had to prove they'd be competent parents. Just because Merlin had found her, he didn't get automatic first dibs. But they worked to convince the authorities, and around the time Aithusa was six months old, they were allowed to bring her home. She had had them wrapped around her little finger ever since. Arthur finally got Merlin into the car and headed to the Camelot High School Auditorium. He knew the way well. Parents were required to volunteer
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“Calm down, Merlin,” Arthur muttered, yanking his shirt over his damp hair. It was a week before Christmas and chilly out, but Arthur didn’t have the time to wait for his hair to dry. He hoped Merlin had the heat turned on in that damn jalopy of his.
Merlin made a deal with the former ruler of Britain, Uther. The deal was that in exchange for Merlin's help Uther would give him his first born son, that son was Arthur. After he was born, instead of raising Arthur himself, Merlin secretly took him to the castle of Sir Ector to be raised
Five days after Arthur had told Guinevere he still loved her and wanted her has his wife, yet she still hadn’t told him how she felt, Arthur felt like tearing his hair out with worry. There was only one person who could handle the king while he was in such distress – Merlin.
Merlin thought for a great deal on where to hide baby Arthur. He realized that the only way Arthur would be safe was if he was with a family and chose Sir Ector’s family as a safe place for Arthur. Sir Ector then moved away with his family and Arthur so no one could find him.
Suddenly, Merlin was jolted out of his thoughts when something connected with the side of his head. He jumped away from the window in surprise, his heart pounding in his chest. Looking down at the floor, then, he breathed a huge sigh of relief as he soon realized that it had only been a pillow. Of course, that meant –
Merlin was the one responsible for the birth of King Arthur. Uther Pendragon, father of Arthur, was at a party when he met the beautiful Igraine. Igraine was married at the moment, but Merlin helped Uther look like Gorlois for the night to hook up with her for the night. The only thing Merlin asked for was to be the keeper of the baby. “Merlin took the child to a priest, who baptized him with the name of Arthur, and thence to Sir Ector, whose wife fed him at her breast. (Malory 907)”
"At least he isn't a baby." That was true. Arthur maybe, on some luck, handle a child. There is now way in heaven or hell he would have been able to watch a baby.
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.
The king sealed and bolted the door, then looked up. Mithian sat well across the room at her vanity. She had a large hairbrush in her hand and her long brown hair hung down loose. She wore a peignoir of some sort. The white material was gauzy and lacy, with flowers embroidered along the bust line and the bottom hem. She also wore a matching wrap. Little skin was
King Arthur, born and raised under the influence of his fate, portrays a romance hero. The elements of being a romance hero are all displayed throughout the biography of his life, The Mist of Avalon. As the movie unfolds, many spellbinding twists and turns awaits those who are watching. The first major obstacle sets the tone for the entire film. This includes Igraine, Arthur’s mother, following the way of the Lady of the Lake and accepting her fate as the King’s mother. Arthur is conceived by another man, not Igraine’s husband. Therefore, due to the magic from the Lady of the Lake and Arthur’s designated fate, his life was touched by an untamed force of being born under mysterious circumstances. Without the request for Igraine to convince the King, the island of Avalon and the religion of paganism would not have had the chance to flourish in Camelot.
Arthur and Merlin had been through so much together. If it had not been for Merlin, Arthur never would have survived his near-fatal wound at the battle of Vale of Ewyas against Morgane and her men, and Llacheu would not have been born.
Merlin realizes he has come upon a ritual. He is extremely drawn to the proceedings and watches in excitement. He hears a man scream as if in mortal danger. A robed man emerges holding something high in his hands. The others in the group circle him. Later, that night Merlin discovers that Belasius is also a Druid Priest. Belasius tells Merlin that he must study the Goddess with him, or he will be cursed. This too is added to Merlin's studies. Merlin's character is further defined. Merlin becomes an intelligent and confident young man.
You wake up and find yourself passed out on your friend's floor. For a few seconds, you find yourself confused, but then you remember the wild party the night before. Well, some of the party, anyway. Your memory goes fuzzy after these hot chicks starting passing around a few special drinks.
Then, he remembered that tonight had been one of the first feasts Merlin had ever been allowed to attend as something other than a servant. Guinevere had been able to slip into the life of a lady easily, her years as Morgana’s maid had given her an appreciation for some of the finer details on posture and poise when it came to the nobles in the court. Merlin rarely displayed such an adhesion to propriety.
Arthur’s father made a deal with Merlyn, that he will help the king get the one he loves, if he gives up their first born child (O'neal). Arthur is the son of King Pendragon and Queen Igraine. The king held up his deal with Merlyn. Arthur was taken from his parents and took to Wales to live with Sir Ector, his wife, and their son Kay. Arthur’s foster-father was the only one in the family to know the truth about Arthur’s past and his future (Wolfson). When King Pendragon died, Arthur could not take his place as the true king because the circumstance of his birth (O'neal).