Time For Change
Author: inspired_being
Title: Time For Change
Rating: G
Pairing/s: None
Character/s: Gwaine, Leon, Elyan, Percival, Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Arthur confides in his most trusted Knights and Merlin knows it is time.
Warnings: Cliffy?
Word Count: 978
Prompt: #15 Confessions
Author's Notes: A tad late, but I had to get it right. This is the next instalment in the Seen and Hidden ‘verse
“What do you think this is about?” Gwaine asked the other senior knights.
“Maybe it has something to do with the new magic laws,” Leon speculated.
“Yeah, maybe we are going to have knew roles,” Elyan suggested.
“Maybe a sorcerer amongst our ranks?” added Percival.
“You think Arthur would really want one of his knights to be a sorcerer?” Elyan asked.
Percival and Gwaine shrugged while Leon opened the door to the main hall where Arthur was gracefully pacing in front of his throne.
The King looked up as all four knights entered. He ceased his pacing when his feet reached the middle of the room again.
He watched them start to walk towards him. They had left the door ajar and he told Elyan to ensure it was closed. He didn’t want anyone to walk in or overhear the conversation they were about to have.
They stood before their King in a formal manner. In a line, shoulder to shoulder (give and take some height differences). They stood in silence waiting for him to address them.
“You know I have declared my acceptance of magic in Camelot,” Arthur began. “And that I am seeing to the changes in the laws of the Kingdom.”
Gwaine was tempted to make a comment to the effect of ‘Yes, we know. Now get to the point of why we are here,’ but he held his tongue.
“But I have yet to tell you of all that concerns you.”
The knights had thought as much and there were a few shared glances after Arthur’s comment.
“I must confess I have been entertaining the notion of having an Advisor for Magic.”
The knights share more looks, confirming their surprise, confusion, shock and curiosity.
“What do you mean? That you would have a sorcerer as part of the Council?” asked Leon with some surprise, though he realised Percival had said as much in the hallway.
“Well, yes. Why is that so surprising, Sir Leon?”
“Err…how would you be able to trust them?”
“I appreciate your concern for my safety, but I don’t intend to pick just anyone who possesses ability with magic. And that is something I wish to ask your help with,” Arthur said, back to addressing them as a group. “I know you have all had your time travelling and are likely to have come across at least one person practicing magic in that time. As Leon said, I need someone I can trust. I was hoping you may have a few suggestions between the four of you.”
Leon looked at the others. “I don’t know anyone; I worked too long for Uther.”
“I met a few in my time, but none I’d trust,” Elyan said, remembering his time as a blacksmith.
“I’ve known a couple of good people who practiced magic, but I’m not sure they would be willing to leave their homes,” Percival replied.
“It may be worth asking still,” Arthur said. “You can go to find them with a small party which you can choose. I would suggest taking at least one councillor and a couple of other knights too.” When he finished addressing Percival, he turned to Gwaine. “What about you? Do you know of anyone that might be suitable?”
“I think I know a couple,” Gwaine stated and then added, “They may not be entirely friendly with me still though. You might be better served to send someone else to ask them to come back to the castle.” Arthur frowned at Gwaine, who continued to speak after another thought. “Oh, and probably best not to mention my name either.”
Arthur just shook his head and tried not to smile with amusement. He should have expected as much.
---
Merlin had spent the day helping organise the parties which would go in search of people suitable to become Arthur’s Advisor for Magic. He had heard all about the meeting that morning and the reasons why Gwaine was not going in search of the sorcerers he knew.
So when he found himself alone with Arthur in the King’s chambers that night, he was only a little shocked when the thought that he been running through his head for the majority of the day came out of his mouth in a clear, strong and determined voice.
“Arthur, I have something to tell you.”
Arthur wasn’t really paying attention, so missed the seriousness in Merlin’s tone. “Yes, Merlin?”
Merlin hesitated. “I don’t have all night, Merlin.” Arthur turned to face him and Merlin knew he had to do it before the commanding man turned away again. “Spit it out.”
Merlin gathered his breath and stated clearly, “I’m a sorcerer.”
There was a shifted inside him after the last syllable left his lips. Arthur was frozen for a second and then he furrowed his brow before relaxing into a light chuckle.
“That’s very funny, Merlin. Who put you up to it?”
“What?”
“Come on. Was it Gwaine?”
“Gwaine?”
“Well you’re close to him, but Leon, Percival or Elyan could have put you up to it?”
“Put me up to what?”
“You telling me you’re a sorcerer. Probably want to see my reaction; testing me to see if I really mean to go through with accepting magic into Camelot. Come on guys, you can come out now. The joke’s over.”
Arthur looked around expecting someone to appear from the closet or from under his bed.
Merlin said his King’s name, “Arthur.”
When Arthur turned his face back to him, Merlin caught the full weight of his blue eyes. He knew this was going to be the hardest things he had done in is life. Almost dying and saving Arthur’s life numerous times were going to be nothing compared to this…
“There is no joke. This is not a test. No one is here but you and me. I am a sorcerer,” he repeated.
~*inspired being*~
Title: Time For Change
Rating: G
Pairing/s: None
Character/s: Gwaine, Leon, Elyan, Percival, Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Arthur confides in his most trusted Knights and Merlin knows it is time.
Warnings: Cliffy?
Word Count: 978
Prompt: #15 Confessions
Author's Notes: A tad late, but I had to get it right. This is the next instalment in the Seen and Hidden ‘verse
“What do you think this is about?” Gwaine asked the other senior knights.
“Maybe it has something to do with the new magic laws,” Leon speculated.
“Yeah, maybe we are going to have knew roles,” Elyan suggested.
“Maybe a sorcerer amongst our ranks?” added Percival.
“You think Arthur would really want one of his knights to be a sorcerer?” Elyan asked.
Percival and Gwaine shrugged while Leon opened the door to the main hall where Arthur was gracefully pacing in front of his throne.
The King looked up as all four knights entered. He ceased his pacing when his feet reached the middle of the room again.
He watched them start to walk towards him. They had left the door ajar and he told Elyan to ensure it was closed. He didn’t want anyone to walk in or overhear the conversation they were about to have.
They stood before their King in a formal manner. In a line, shoulder to shoulder (give and take some height differences). They stood in silence waiting for him to address them.
“You know I have declared my acceptance of magic in Camelot,” Arthur began. “And that I am seeing to the changes in the laws of the Kingdom.”
Gwaine was tempted to make a comment to the effect of ‘Yes, we know. Now get to the point of why we are here,’ but he held his tongue.
“But I have yet to tell you of all that concerns you.”
The knights had thought as much and there were a few shared glances after Arthur’s comment.
“I must confess I have been entertaining the notion of having an Advisor for Magic.”
The knights share more looks, confirming their surprise, confusion, shock and curiosity.
“What do you mean? That you would have a sorcerer as part of the Council?” asked Leon with some surprise, though he realised Percival had said as much in the hallway.
“Well, yes. Why is that so surprising, Sir Leon?”
“Err…how would you be able to trust them?”
“I appreciate your concern for my safety, but I don’t intend to pick just anyone who possesses ability with magic. And that is something I wish to ask your help with,” Arthur said, back to addressing them as a group. “I know you have all had your time travelling and are likely to have come across at least one person practicing magic in that time. As Leon said, I need someone I can trust. I was hoping you may have a few suggestions between the four of you.”
Leon looked at the others. “I don’t know anyone; I worked too long for Uther.”
“I met a few in my time, but none I’d trust,” Elyan said, remembering his time as a blacksmith.
“I’ve known a couple of good people who practiced magic, but I’m not sure they would be willing to leave their homes,” Percival replied.
“It may be worth asking still,” Arthur said. “You can go to find them with a small party which you can choose. I would suggest taking at least one councillor and a couple of other knights too.” When he finished addressing Percival, he turned to Gwaine. “What about you? Do you know of anyone that might be suitable?”
“I think I know a couple,” Gwaine stated and then added, “They may not be entirely friendly with me still though. You might be better served to send someone else to ask them to come back to the castle.” Arthur frowned at Gwaine, who continued to speak after another thought. “Oh, and probably best not to mention my name either.”
Arthur just shook his head and tried not to smile with amusement. He should have expected as much.
---
Merlin had spent the day helping organise the parties which would go in search of people suitable to become Arthur’s Advisor for Magic. He had heard all about the meeting that morning and the reasons why Gwaine was not going in search of the sorcerers he knew.
So when he found himself alone with Arthur in the King’s chambers that night, he was only a little shocked when the thought that he been running through his head for the majority of the day came out of his mouth in a clear, strong and determined voice.
“Arthur, I have something to tell you.”
Arthur wasn’t really paying attention, so missed the seriousness in Merlin’s tone. “Yes, Merlin?”
Merlin hesitated. “I don’t have all night, Merlin.” Arthur turned to face him and Merlin knew he had to do it before the commanding man turned away again. “Spit it out.”
Merlin gathered his breath and stated clearly, “I’m a sorcerer.”
There was a shifted inside him after the last syllable left his lips. Arthur was frozen for a second and then he furrowed his brow before relaxing into a light chuckle.
“That’s very funny, Merlin. Who put you up to it?”
“What?”
“Come on. Was it Gwaine?”
“Gwaine?”
“Well you’re close to him, but Leon, Percival or Elyan could have put you up to it?”
“Put me up to what?”
“You telling me you’re a sorcerer. Probably want to see my reaction; testing me to see if I really mean to go through with accepting magic into Camelot. Come on guys, you can come out now. The joke’s over.”
Arthur looked around expecting someone to appear from the closet or from under his bed.
Merlin said his King’s name, “Arthur.”
When Arthur turned his face back to him, Merlin caught the full weight of his blue eyes. He knew this was going to be the hardest things he had done in is life. Almost dying and saving Arthur’s life numerous times were going to be nothing compared to this…
“There is no joke. This is not a test. No one is here but you and me. I am a sorcerer,” he repeated.
~*inspired being*~