A/N: So since it seems like you guys really liked Swimming in the Moonlight, I've decided to write my whole Merthur story thing I talked about...Anyway, ideas and opinions are welcome! Here's the first chapter of Warlock and the Prince! Enjoy!

"Just don't do it again, you useless servant!" Arthur shouted at Merlin from where he sat at his table.

"What I do in my own time is my business and not anyone else's, not even your's, your Lord of Pratliness!" Merlin retorted hotly. And with that, he slammed the doors to Arthur's room and headed...he didn't know where. As long as it was far away from the Prince who made his insides burn (and in more ways than one, too) then that was all that really mattered.

The warlock sighed. He couldn't understand his feelings for Arthur. On one hand, he absolutely hated the stupid dollophead who constantly gave him horridly hard jobs, which Merlin completed without any thanks in return. Not to mention the fact that it didn't seem like Arthur would be too accepting of his magic, which the prince had no idea about yet. And Merlin didn't think he would tell him, at least not for a while. He actually quite liked his head where it was, thank you very much.

And then there were the...other feelings. The ones that made Merlin grin like a girl whenever he saw the prince smiling at him, or felt his hand lying gingerly on his arm. The sorcerer couldn't deny those feelings. Every time he thought about them (or Arthur when he hadn't just ticked him off) Merlin's heart beat longingly for what he knew never could be.

He sighed hopelessly. Already, he was forgiving his prince. He couldn't blame him for being such a worry wart. Merlin was constantly getting into trouble and sneaking off into the middle of the night wasn't such a great idea, even if he did have his magic to protect him.

Merlin rose from his sitting position, mind decided that he would go and apologize to Arthur as soon as he could. He searched the whole castle before he finally found the prince outside of the great hall fawning over one of the many beautiful ladies who were visiting this week by order of the King. Arthur was smiling and laughing with her, which made Merlin's heart ache pointlessly. He knew he had no reason to be jealous but he just couldn't help it.

At that point, Arthur had noticed his manservant. His eyes brightened but darkened just as quickly as he saw the frustration in Merlin's eyes. Before Arthur could say anything, Merlin turned on his heel and was gone in the blink of an eye. The prince sighed and turned back to the fair Lady Rena, and they continued through the castle.

There were several knights standing around when this event had happened, and they now looked at each other in impatience and worry. They crowded closer together to discuss Arthur and Merlin's latest troubles.

"It seems as if those two are fighting again," Leon said with a shake of his head.

"I just wish they would shut up and jump each other already," Gwaine replied, rolling his eyes. "It's not like the whole of Camelot doesn't know how the two morons feel about each other." The others nodded in agreement.

"Maybe someday they will know what we all do," Lancelot added sadly. And with that, the knights returned to their duties, each contemplating the mysterious relationship of Arthur and his manservant.

Arthur hated himself. He knew it was his fault for causing that pained look on Merlin's face and he didn't think he would ever be able to stop seeing it in his mind. His heart throbbed sadly. Poor Merlin…

He shouldn't have yelled at him like that but he had to make it known to the servant that he didn't want him out of the castle unguarded, especially at night. He couldn't stand the idea of Merlin sneaking out. But still…maybe he had been a little harsh. The prince's mind focused once again on the sight of Merlin seeing him and Lady Rena together. He sighed in sorrow as his heart twinged again.

Arthur put his face in his hands. He knew it was wrong for him, the prince, to feel this way, especially about a servant. And even worse...a male. In the history of Camelot, nothing like this had ever happened before and he didn't know how to deal with it. He knew his father would never agree, that was clear by the hoard of ladies the king had asked to visit, simply so Arthur might hopefully find a bride. But Arthur knew (or at least hoped) that the only person he would marry was Merlin.

The prince sighed and got up from his chair, going over to grab his sword and such. He would go fight some of the knights to relieve this anxiety and maybe later find Merlin and try to apologize. Although he wasn't entirely sure why Merlin would get upset in the first place. Unless...but no. The prince would not get his hopes up about such a matter. He grabbed his sword and armor and headed out the doors, saving the thoughts for later.

A/N: So I forgot to mention earlier that the time frame is really weird...There are characters who aren't in it till after Uther that will be in it now (mainly because I love them and they bring awesomeness to the story *cough cough* Gwaine XD). But yeah...Oh and Arthur/Gwen never existed. I haven't even decided if she'll be in it. Not that I hate her but...yeah. Alrighty then! Well I hope you liked this chapter...R&R please, advice is always welcome! I'll try to update often :) Toodles!