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The Bad Beginning
He was selfish like a prince.
He was arrogant like a prince.
He was ignorant like a prince.
Merlin would never get used to his job as a servant. As a servant to Prince Arthur. He came here to have a better live. Not to be treated like a nothing. Why did he have to save his life? Why couldn't he just let destiny take over the situation when the dagger was flying right into Arthur’s direction? Because he had magic and he used it for good, even if it meant to save the spoiled prince.
And now he was the prince's servant. And he didn’t even like him in the slightest.
He let Merlin do everything. He never said thank you or please. He didn't have any manners at all when his father or other important people from court weren't around. If he could, Merlin would quit his new job and go back to Ealdor. But he couldn't.
They would never get along.
Arthur was a prince and Merlin was just a servant.