"Come on Merlin, you big girl!" Arthur laughed as he galloped through the forest upon his gleaming stallion.

"It's not my fault! You're the one who rushed off without me dollop-head!" he shot back, trying as hard as he could to keep up.

Although Merlin had learnt impressively fast how to ride on horseback since he arrived in Camelot, he could never beat Arthur who had ridden horses since he was very small. But Arthur usually kept back so they could both ride alongside each other, he didn't like the way he was riding ahead without him. He internally kicked himself at this thought however; how many times a day must he remind himself that Arthur does not- will not- ever care for him. He's just a servant to his king, and now that he had finally revealed his true talents, just another member of the court.

Do not misunderstand - Merlin was ecstatic that he had been made Court Sorcerer - it was groundbreaking for the whole of Camelot and relit the hope in him that was threatening to burn out not so long before. But Arthur, not surprisingly, did not have this outlook or decision from the start. There was much anger, betrayal and hurt that was evident, but after a couple of months had gone by, Arthur had contemplated, reasoned with himself, asked all the questions he needed answering and accepted Merlin. In no time at all, this was followed up by a huge ceremony, where Merlin was not only knighted but also dubbed Court Sorcerer.

Merlin had believed at the time that Arthur was now fine and things had gone back to the way they were, and for a few months they were, Merlin even remained personal servant and advisor to the King. In fact, now that Arthur knew just how much Merlin had done for him, things were even better than before, as Arthur still joked, but treated Merlin with the utmost respect when it came to serious matters, and he listened to him more than he had ever listened to anyone in his life. Merlin had felt the impeccable trust radiate from Arthur and it had filled him with joy and determination. Everything was perfect.

But recently things had changed slightly. Arthur had become distant from Merlin, no longer needing his presence at some council meetings, and even going as far as dismissing him from joining Arthur on his latest hunts and small missions. Merlin craved Arthur's presence more than air, yet here Arthur was the complete opposite, avoiding him at all costs.

What if Arthur was now rethinking his decisions regarding Merlin and his magic? What if he had noticed Merlin's caring for him was a little too friendly, and was rejecting him in a slow and subtle manner? Whatever it was Merlin felt it was bad and was worrying himself sick. He couldn't lose Arthur, not now nor ever.

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