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Hi, everyone.

Perhaps I should introduce myself. Or rather, rectify what the prat might have told you about me. I'm Merlin.

I'm a young, innocent and very handsome man from Ealdor, where I lived with my mum until I... eh, well... let's just say things didnt work out and I am now in Camelot, with my uncle Giaus.

I had the misfortune of crossing paths with Prince Prat, or as he is generally known, Prince Arthur The Prissy Bastard.

I ended up in the dungeons because of him and then in the stocks. Not that the stocks aren't nice, you get to chat with a lot of different people, but it gives me a terrible crick in the neck.

Anyway, I spoke to the Dragon who claimed Arthur and I were destined to be together. Maybe not exactly together together, but there's something fishy about that creature's choice of words. Not to mention its breath.

Then I had to go and save Arthur's life and the King made me the prat's manservant. How that's supposed to be a reward, I have no idea.

Being closer to Arthur makes it easier to save his arse when he gets himself into trouble – I swear, look damsel in distress up in the thesaurus, and there'll be a picture of Arthur next to it.

Unfortunately, it also makes it harder for me to hide my magic from him. I don't want to think what might happen if Uther catches onto it, because he's like a mad dog with a bone when it comes to magic.

So, these days my duties are to wash Arthur's clothes (yuck), dress and undress him (sighs deeply) and keep him out of trouble.

It's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it.

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