ayoungboy | Spellbound

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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ayoungboy

Depends. If you accept, I've got plenty more to show off. Merlin snorts at his phone, actually smiling. He's trekking through the bloody wilderness looking for an old hermit, and Arthur's keeping him happily occupied.

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royalpratness

Arthur is sitting on his private jet, on his way to Edinburgh to meet with members of the Scottish parlament. Oh I bet you do.

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ayoungboy

Open-ended offer. Keep it in mind, sire. Merlin shakes his head, grinning to himself. I'll be off, Arthur, I've reached my destination.

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royalpratness

Be careful, I might take you up on it. Okay, be careful. Don't get your face bashed in again. Arthur frowns, hoping that Merlin isn't putting himself into any kind of mortal danger again.

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ayoungboy

Merlin doesn't respond for the next two days. Then, he shows up quite randomly in the middle of a state dinner, dressed as Mary, and blows the shit out of the Prime Minister of Spain's guards, knocking them all out with a gust of magic.

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royalpratness

Arthur jumps up from his chair, immediately surrounded by his knights. All the over attenants are being quickly led out of the room and several hand guns are pointed at Merlin. "What the hell is going on?!"

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ayoungboy

"I - my master bound himself to you, Sire." Merlin - Mary - raises an eyebrow at the guns. They can't be serious. "The bond alerts him to danger. Those men were magicians, and they were about to enchant your food."

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royalpratness

"Oh." Comprehension dawns on Arthur and he pushes his way through his bodyguards, stepping in between Merlin and the guys who are holding guns. "It's alright. H - She's on my side. " Percival and Leon cautiously take a few steps forward, looking down at the men Merlin had just knocked out. Arthur gives Mary a smile, exhaling a shaky breath. "Looks like you saved my life. Thanks."

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ayoungboy

"If I was after him, you'd think I would have knocked you lot out first, hm?" Merlin snorts at the knights and nods to Arthur. "You're welcome. He...thought he felt something trying to feel out the shield."

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royalpratness

"I see." Arthur winks at Mary when nobody is looking. "What should we do with them?" He nods towards the still unconscious sorcerers.

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ayoungboy

"I normally kill them." Merlin's eyes flash gold. "And leave one to report back to his master. They must understand that the King is truly protected."

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royalpratness

"Kill them?" Arthur frowns, not happy with that answer. "There is no such thing as the death penalty in this country. Let alone without a fair trial."

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ayoungboy

"Well, when we're stopping your assassins, they're usually trying to kill us back." Merlin defended. "There's only so much stunning you can do."

"Fair trial? And how do you intend to secure them to endure this trial?"

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royalpratness

"I don't know, you're the witch." Arthur is well aware that dealing with magic users is way beyond the capabilities of his men. This isn't really the time or the place to discuss this issue. "Okay, you just.." He waves a hand. "Do whatever you want with them."

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ayoungboy

"The council usually kills rouge or misusing practitioners." Merlin says seriously. "They can't afford more prejudice against magic when it's already so high."

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royalpratness

"That's radical." Arthur scrubs a hand over his face. "But I can see why you'd consider it necessary."

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ayoungboy

"Unfortunately," Merlin's heels clack as he moves over towards the men. "It's deemed necessary. Especially when they're shooting killing curses at my master."

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royalpratness

"Okay. You better get going..." Arthur glances around the room where everybody is still in uproar.

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ayoungboy

"Call him if you are in need of assistance." Merlin's eyes burn gold as he stares at Arthur. "I will be back shortly."

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royalpratness

"Okay. Thanks." Arthur turns back towards the room, trying to calm everyone down. Most of the head of states have already left the room in fear for their lives. "Great." He sighs, assuring the knights that he's alright. Five minutes later, the meeting is officially dismissed and Arthur retreats into his chambers.

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ayoungboy

Merlin appears as himself, though he's still in the dress. "Are you alright?" He demands, grabbing Arthur by the shoulders to pull him closer and examine him.

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royalpratness

"Woah, hello to you too. Yes, I'm okay, Merlin. They barely got within twenty feet of me before you appeared." He can't help but grin, seeing Merlin still wearing the dress.