Spellbound

[ayoungboy]

This week has been fucking exhausting. He'd been consuling all week and dealing with a threat over in Norway. Somebody trying to brew mind control potions, again. Why couldn't everybody just get along and stop fussing? He's finally back home, in England, heading up the wizarding council while they go over worldwide news, and he gets an invite - no, it isn't that. It's more of a demand, from King Pendragon.

He's a bit tired, really, and didn't feel like dealing with it. "Not now, thank you. Politely decline, for me?" He told the runner. "Send him some magical candy."

He just wanted to go home and finish his book, thank you. He didn't ask for these powers, but if he took a holiday the world would flip out. People held him in high regard for some reason - he wasn't that wise, or old. He was just a young man trying to do right. Yet somehow the King was demanding his presence.

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[royalpratness]

Okay, you got 24 hours to figure it out or you'll have to come as you are. Thanks to the coverstory, that wouldn't be a problem either. As an afterthought, Arthur quickly types another text. Oh and make sure to be here at least another before the meeting to get your new suit fitted. The one that Arthur has organised for him.

[ayoungboy]

Oh, I can come as I am. The next response takes a lot longer. A. Lot. ...I don't need a suit, Arthur. I need

It cuts off, and there's another long pause before the next one. ...a dress.

[royalpratness]

Arthur blinks and then he bursts out laughing, much to his driver's surprise. A dress?! I'm liberal and all but I'm not sure crossdressing would be appropriate for that first meeting. Smirking, he adds. Though I'm sure you'd look lovely in a dress.

[ayoungboy]

I'm not crossdressing. Another few minutes. ...I'm a woman.

He'd thought, it was a spell to change his face...but the rest of his body had changed too. He really needed to brush up on his runes.

[royalpratness]

For a moment, Arthur wonders if that's some kind of transgender thing Merlin had failed to mention so far, when it occurs to him that it's more likely to have to do with magic.

You turned yourself into a woman? Okay, no problem. I'll find you a dress instead. Changing his gender was a good move, Arthur thinks, it's going to throw people off his real identity.

[ayoungboy]

I don't need you to buy me a dress, Arthur. Boy, was that a text he never thought he'd send. At least he didn't have to tell Arthur he had a) done it by accident, and b) was stuck like that. Gaius was looking for a solution, at least.

[royalpratness]

Do you own one? No. So I have to buy one for you. Arthur rolls his eyes, calling his tailor right away to cancel the suit and order a dress instead. I hope you turned yourself into a good-looking woman, not an old hag.

[ayoungboy]

Why do I have to wear a dress? Can't I just wear my clothes? Clearly, Merlin has no idea how diplomatic relations are supposed to work. Oi! I'd shag me!

[royalpratness]

No you can't. You have to look professional. He hesitates before typing. Really? I got the impression that you don't shag women.

[ayoungboy]

I am professional! There's a really long pause there. Was it the kerchief, I bet it was the kerchief. I'm bisexual, if you must know.

But I do tend to be more attracted to men. Merlin finally sends, after another moment of thought.

[royalpratness]

It was the kerchief. Arthur can't help but smile as he leans his head against the window of his car. We got something in common.

[ayoungboy]

Really? Merlin smiles, himself. I asked if there'd be any scandals, Arthur. Not taking any secret consorts, are we? He's just teasing. They haven't known each other long, but Arthur doesn't seem like that sort of man.

I'm off to bed now :) o/

[royalpratness]

No scandals, no secret consorts. I'm very boring and old-fashioned in that regard.

Goodnight! <3

[ayoungboy]

I say, being attracted to cock isn't very old-fashioned. Was he flirting? Maybe just a little. But Arthur was a King, and Merlin just hadn't had a friend in a while...though Arthur was a very attracted king...

[royalpratness]

Arthur chuckles when he reads the text, typing his answer right away. No, but not indulging in casual sex to avoid gossip is. At least in his book.

[ayoungboy]

You saying, if no one gossiped, you'd indulge, my lord?

[royalpratness]

I might. Depends if the person is worth taking that risk for. It's difficult to keep secrets in my position.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin chuckles, tapping out another text. Another thing we have in common.

[royalpratness]

Arthur smiles. Seems like it. How about we meet tomorrow at 2pm? Should give us enough time for your dress fitting.

[ayoungboy]

If I can. I think there's something brewing in Belgium. I'll have to check that out first.

[royalpratness]

What do you have to do with Belgium? I thought your duties were UK only. Anyway, try not to be late. The press hates to be kept waiting.

[ayoungboy]

If something there will affect us, I have to check it out, don't I? Might be another assassination plot.

[royalpratness]

Okay, good point. Still, please try to be punctual.

[ayoungboy]

I try! Doesn't always work, I grant you. I'll be there.

[royalpratness]

Okay. Be safe in Belgium.

Arthur hopes he won't have to treat another injury. Sighing, he put his phone on mute and walks into his next meeting.