He'd found a potion that, when combined with a certain spell, would work. What was the catch though? Becuase with magic, there was always a price. Well, unfortunately, the potion had a low success rate, not to mention the fact that Merlin would be the one carrying Arthur's heir. He wouldn't do this for anyone else, mind you. He wouldn't do it ( Read more... )

"You know, this is really odd."

That certainly was the understatement of the year and Merlin had seen his fair share of odd things during his stay in Camelot, such as the king marrying a troll, for instance. As he surveyed the man before him, the one who looked so much like Arthur and yet, claimed to be someone else, he realized what a mess they ( Read more... )

Being the crown prince's manservant wasn't all that bad. Sure it was living hell about fifty percent of the time, but there were rare moments between the two of them that made all the chores and constant prattish behavior worth it. Those quiet moments when Merlin managed to perform somewhat to Arthur's standards of what a servant should be. ( Read more... )