Tristan watched as his father’s body was played on the altar, the riche royal purple blanket was placed up his body to his chest. He saw he peaceful look on his old man’s face and he felt it was too good for him, his sweet slumber death was just too good for him. He sat in the alcoves watching as his perfect daddy boy’s walked up behind the servants and then stood there. The blonde hair and blue eyes the perfect image of the future ruler of Camelot stood there his hand held out in front of him before he knelt by the altar.
Behind Arthur stood his man servant Merlin, and to Tristan he was most perfect creature alive. He was tall and slender figure with pitch black hair and bright blue eyes, Tristan could feel his magic even from this distant he was powerful and strong a perfect Queen for Camelot…thank god Arthur can’t see it yet…he thought. He remembered when Merlin arrived at Camelot the doe eyed boy so full of life and innocent but after facing years of watching other like him and Tristan being burnt alive had made them the beautiful boy sad. It bothered him that his father let his brother have Merlin when Arthur can’t even see what was in front of him.
“What are you playing at?” Came a hiss, Tristan was thrown out of his thoughts by his half-sister snarling at him as she stood there with her hands on her hips “I thought you were going to kill him!” She growled at him, he looked at her with his cold grey eyes. Morgana reminded him of a toddler not getting her own away as she stood there with a frown her lips thinning them out as she looked at him “We had a deal brother.” She snapped at him, as she followed his gaze you to the dark haired warlock that stood close to Tristan’s brother.
“That we did, however I would never let you harm him and if you harm one hair on my future queen’s body then I will kill you Morgana, you know what I can do.” He hissed to her, as he grabbed her arm and held her tightly, the dark haired woman snarled at him and frowned as she turned to look at him.
She tried to pull her arm free but he tighten his grip around her arm, making her wince “Merlin is mine.” He told her, she slapped him across the face
“You forget that Merlin is in love with Arthur, no matter how much alike you two look he will never look at you the same away.” She told him with a smirk, she knew how much the truth stings the younger twin “Also Arthur is going to be crowned king.” He looked at her with his greyish blue eyes and she watched as they changed to almost midnight orbs.
“Arthur will never love Merlin, or if he does he is too afraid to say after all he is his father’s son.” Tristan sneered “He can’t see what’s in front of him.”
“So what is your plan?” She asked as she pulled her arm back and rubbed were the bruise are going to form. She was weary of Tristen she had seen him kill a man just by flicking his flexing his fingers.
“I’m going have to brake Merlin’s heart…well Arthur has to.” He smirked as he felt a flicker of some in Merlin’s arura, it made him frown as the all pulse of magic was mingled with Merlin’s “Maybe I won’t have to work so hard” He whispered.
Merlin stood quietly behind Arthur and watched him as he mourned for his father, it was a shock to find that the king had died in his sleep and Merlin felt like he could breathe a little. The Prince knelt by the stone altar, there was tears falling down the blonde face and it made Merlin feel for Arthur “I will continue your will father.” He whispered, Merlin flinched hearing those words fall from the Prince’s lips and it made him turn his head as he pressed a hand to his stomach and closing his eyes…You can’t trust him…the voice in the back of his head whispered to him.
He jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder making him up, Merlin jumped in fear as he looked up into the greyish blue eyes of Arthur’s twin, Tristan smiled softly at him and it made Merlin sigh and smiled back. “Merlin are you alright? You look a little peaky.” He said, seeing the way the warlock held himself
“I…I’m fine my Lord, thank you for asking. I am just sadden for you and your brother’s loss.” He said, as he lowered his head. Arthur stood up and turned to watch his brother, he didn’t like how Tristan looked at his Merlin.
“Thank you Merlin, you are to kind to my brother and me.” He said smiling softly. Arthur stood up and walked over to his brother
“Merlin, I need you clean my armour.” He ordered, the young warlock flinched at the hash tone and then nodded
“Yes my lord.” Tristan saw the hurt look that flashed cross Merlin’s face, as he turned to leave quickly.
Arthur turned his head to look at his brother with a glare, but he could see that Tristan was still watching Merlin as he rushes pass the knights. He doesn’t know his own feelings towards Merlin he just knows he doesn’t want anyone else to have him…he’s mind…he thought “Tristan I want you to keep away from Merlin.” Arthur snapped, Tristan turned and looked at the blonde prince …Whatever you’re doing stop it…Merlin isn’t interested in you!” he growled at him. Raising an eye brow at the brighter blonde.
“Brother you are not interested in Merlin unless someone else is, now unless you have laid claim to our little blue eyes doe boy you can’t order me to stay away from.” He told him as he leans in “You need to start thinking about a Queen to rule with you.” He whispered and he saw Arthur look towards Gwen “Yeah that is what I thought.” Tristan smirked as he turned too walked away not seeing the way Arthur balled up his fist. Tristan went off to look for Merlin knowing that Arthur will be busy to sorting out his father’s final wishes.
He found the dark haired warlock alone in the hut where they keep the armour, he was sat on a stool using a rag to clean Arthur’s armour. He watched his brother’s servant for a moment seeing him wipe his eyes, again there was that odd flare in Merlin’s magic and it made Tristan twitch as he walked towards the dark haired “Merlin.” Tristan whispered. Merlin looked up at him with wide eyes as he tried to dry his face.
“My Lord.” He whispered to him, tilting his head Tristan thought that was an odd response from Merlin as he stood in front of him. “What is wrong? Please don’t lie to me, I thought after all these years we could speak to each other honestly.” He said softly, as he sat on a stood front of Merlin. He took away the armour and the rag and held his hands.
Merlin shivered at the soft hum of magic that Tristan washed over him, it was comforting to feel it as he looked up at the Prince. Tristan has known Merlin’s for a long time and has kept it safe as did the warlock kept the prince’s secret safe.
“I’m pregnant.” He whispered as he let out a shaky sigh as more tears rolled down his cheeks “And it’s Arthur’s.” He told him, Tristan sat there rooted to the spot…fuck he did claim him!… he snarled in his mind. “Arthur doesn’t know.” He sobbed
“What do you mean?” Tristan asked as he hooked his fingers under Merlin’s chin and lifted his head up to look at him
“Remember when were held captive by that Dark Warlock?” He asked, the younger Prince nodded “We didn’t tell the whole story, the Dark Warlock had forced Arthur to take this potion to make him… well you can guess. For some reason Arthur doesn’t remember, I don’t want him to remember what he did to me because…” He stopped and wipes his eyes again
“Are you telling me my brother raped you?” Tristan asked…oh this is perfect… he thought. Merlin nodded as he warped his arm around him
“The Dark Warlock told him I could use magic and with the potion in his body it made him violent.” Tristan made a mental check list in his head …find Dark Warlock, thanks him and then kill him… he thought
“Are you afraid of what Arthur will do?” Tristan asked as he took Merlin’s hand once again.
“He wants to continue your father’s work, if he finds out…” Tristan knelt up quickly and cupped Merlin’s cheek and kissed the top of Merlin’s head
“My sweet loyal Warlock, I will protect you and your child. You are carrying my niece or nephew and if my brother can’t see you for who you really are the greatest jewel in the world then he doesn’t deserve your love.” Merlin look at him and smiled weakly as he felt Tristan’s lips hoovered over his lips. “I can love you Merlin like you meant to be love.”
Merlin let Tristan kiss him, it wasn’t the first time he had kissed Tristan over the years since he knew him they have shared a few kisses, but this one seem different it was like both of their magic was reacting to each other to the point Merlin had to pull back with a gasp his eyes turn amber as he looked at the midnight blue orbs “W…What was that?” Merlin asked, as he rubbed his arm, it felt strange like it was tingling. The younger prince smiled as he pulled back the sleeve of Merlin’s arm and showed him the mark that was forming “Oh god…is that what I think it is?” Merlin whispered
“I think it is.” Tristan said, he was smirking in his mind as he pulled back his sleeve and showed it to the young warlock who was blinking in shock.
The day Tristan has met Merlin he also happen to be reading up on magic on one of a few book his father had kept because of Gaius had told him that ‘encase of curses or poisons it handy to keep these books for reference.’ So when Tristan found out about the hidden secret stash he decide to read though them all. In one of the book he found a chapter on soul mates among magic folk it said that ‘Your soul mate may not appear to you the moment you met them, your magic will decide if this person is right to be your soul mate. It could take some years before it appears.’ He frowned when he read this but at the bottom of the page there is a hand written note ‘giving gentle hums of your magic to the one you want will form the soul mark, don’t do it to quickly or it will over load your intended senses, still may takes years but you know when it work because all it will take for the mark to form is a single kiss.’ So that is what he’s being doing give Merlin tastes of his magic without the poor Warlock knowing about, of course there has been time when he had to help heal Merlin and poured his magic into him but that worked in his favour to.
He looked back at Merlin and smiled brightly as he kissed him again “My Soul mate.” He whispered to him, the dark haired wizard smiled back and it was the first happy smile he has seen on Merlin’s face in a long while. Tristan pulled him in for a deeper kiss and Merlin warped his arms around his neck and kissed back. The Prince nipped at his bottom lip drawing the smallest amount of blood from him before he bit his own lip and kissing Merlin again, he was going to bind Merlin to him one way or another he was going to pull out all the stops to make sure his brother can’t have him. Merlin pulled back and looked at him with large eyes
“Tristan.” He whispered
“Shhh.” The prince said, as he stood up he picked up Arthur’s amour up and hung it up where it was meant to be. He then turned to Merlin and held out his hands to him “Come with me Merlin let me make love to you.” He smiled, the dark haired warlock stood up on shaky legs and place his hands in Tristan’s hands and smiled at him and then lead him out of the amour room.
He crossed the court yard holding hands, making everything one watch Tristan smirked knowing that Arthur will come looking for them soon, but hopefully it will be too late by the time he finds out. Merlin’s face was flushed red as he walked to the halls towards the Prince’s royal chambers. There was an itching need that was building up in Merlin and he guessed it had something to do with the soul mark appearing on his arm. He felt hot and cold at the same time. He watched as Tristan push open his chamber doors and swing the dark haired Wizard inside and slamming the door shut before pushing Merlin up against the door.
Merlin gasped as he felt Tristan pressed himself up against Merlin and kissed him as he rocked his hips into Merlin’s hips earning himself a more that reminded him of a cat. They worked together to take their clothes off, Tristan going for ripping their clothes off not caring about anything than just getting his wizard in his bed. “Tristan.” He moaned as the Prince flooded him with his magic making the wizard twist and writhe against the door as he felt the older warlock’s magic warp itself around him that, it felt like the prince was already inside of him. The grabbed Merlin’s leg he hooked it around his waist and then pushed himself into Merlin. He screamed as he felt the Prince enter him it didn’t hurt it was more that he was over sensitive like Tristan’s magic had prepared him.
Tristan set a fast paced as he Merlin against the door, and anyone walking pass the door will be freak out by the sound coming from the room the door thumping in his frame and the sounds of Merlin’s screaming. It was at this moment that Tristan felt powerful as his and Merlin’s magic started to mingle with each other to great their bond. Merlin hooked his other leg over Tristan’s hip letting the older Warlock pulling him from the door and over to the bed, he laid out Merlin on the bed and watched him roll his hips doing the most of the work leaving Tristan just to watch him “My pretty warlock.” He whispered as, his eyes turned navy blue once again as he watched his young warlock queen’s eyes turn amber
“T….Tristan please!” Merlin cried out, he was close so close. Grinning from ear to ear Tristan gripped hips and slammed into him harder.
Arching his back Merlin cried out and sobbed and covered his chest and stomach as the prince snapped his hips until he empty himself into mate. Merlin whimpered and shook as he felt Tristan still rocking into him in small movements. Crawling on top of Merlin and pulled the limp Wizard up to the top of his pillows and moved them around until he was spooning Merlin. Both of their skins were shinning in sweat while Merlin felt sticky, Tristan kissed along Merlin shoulder and neck as he pulled the teen’s face back to him and kissed him on the lips. “What’s wrong?” Tristan asked, as Merlin pulls back and looked up at him
“W…What about Arthur?” He asked, fear creeping into his eyes “What is he going to say?” He whispered as he held onto Tristan
“You let me worry about Arthur, you need to worry about yourself.” He rubbed his hands across Merlin’s stomach rubbing in the younger wizard’s cum into his stomach.
“I’m scared what will he do if he finds out about the baby?” He asked as he felt his bonded mate rubbed his stomach
“Shhh it will be okay.” He smiled softly at him “Just sleep.” He told him as he watched Merlin started too drifted off to sleep.
Merlin fell asleep leaving Tristan awake he is pleased with how things are going, however he need to get rid of that baby, there was no dome as of yet and it was only been 2 months since Arthur and Merlin was held prisoner. …Arthur has to do it…he thought, he smirked to himself as he thought of how to get Arthur to hurt Merlin…it needs to be in front of everyone, make it look like Arthur is unstable…he thought as he ran his fingers up and down Merlin’s back.