This is my first ever fanfic that I am writing. I would love it if people could please recommend how to improve my fic and whether the grammar and stuff is right. So please review to help me out or simply give you opinion on my fic- I would be grateful. :)

This is going to be a `watch the series fic` but with what is hopefully going to be a good plot and my own twist of sorts. :) .

Spoilers: Up to and including season 4.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Merlin... the BBC does! :)

Loyal Friend's, Pasts` Truth's.

Chapter 1. One Year's Truth

It was a lovely sunny day and all too perfect for hunting. Arthur had to admit going on a hunting trip with his fellow knights, wife and manservant was just one of the many things he had become to enjoy lately since becoming king; no bootlickers, no kingly duties, no speeches-a time in which he could be Arthur- the normal Arthur- not the king Arthur.

Recently, he noticed he had been going on many of these hunting trips, they often seemed to take away the increasing pressure of ruling and defending a kingdom off of his shoulders, he finds it almost relaxing. Well almost as mentioned due to a certain idiot who was causing the majority of the prey to not come within what most likely, half a miles radius from them.

"Merlin! Could you possibly be any louder?"

"Sorry sire, if a certain prat didn't have to drag his poor servant, out on a hunt, than the said poor servant wouldn't be scaring away any poor, innocent and defenceless little bunny's away anyway, replied Merlin, "How can you find hunting fun anyway? Its horrible"

"Only you Merlin," Gwaine chuckled "Could find hunting as something horrible." Arthur smiled to himself, that's certainly true, Merlin is possibly the only person I know who could be as such an idiot as to believe that hunting is something wrong.

"Well, sorry if I don't see what's so fun about ending the lives of vulnerable fluffy little creatures." Merlin retorted with a look of annoyance. "Plus hunting is boring; we hardly ever manage to catch something and if we do, Percival or Leon are ones who most likely catch anything."

"Idiot, the only reason we hardly catch anything is due to your clumsy feet alerting just about everything breathing to where we are." Arthur stated.

"Stop being such a prat"

"Well, you stop being such an girl"

"Clot pole! Anyway find a new insult its getting boring"

"Dollop head!"

"You know that's my word! You-you... you tree hugger!"

Everyone burst out laughing."I like the new word Merlin, where did you get the idea for that one from?" Gwaine exclaimed.

"Gwaine," Tristan laughed, "I can explain this one. When I first met a certain kingly simpleton, on the first evening he spent in my camp- whilst I was talking to Merlin- the King here, Tristan pointed over to the slightly irritated and embarrassed looking king on his horse, " was hugging a tree"

"Really? Wow sire never knew you were the tree hugging type? Be careful Gwen or you may lose your love to a tree" Gwaine joked.

"That would never happen Gwaine and please stop annoying Arthur you may have me to answer to," Gwen giggled and gave a quick wink.

Gwaine cringed, "Percival save me the Queens going to kill me. Save me Percival, please!"

"You got yourself into this mess Gwaine," Percival smirked, "and you can get yourself out of it."

"But its not, That's- that's not... Elyan plea-"

"No, don't even bother Percival`s right"

"Leon?" Gwaine turned to Leon who just shook his head, then Gwaine turned to Tristan. "Please save me I stand no chance against her Queenly way. She can even make Arthur scared when she wants to-" Gwaine exclaimed.

"Gwaine I do not get-" The king retorted until he stopped when his wife turned to give him a pointed look.

Everyone burst out into another round of laughing."Maybe hunting isn't so boring after all" Merlin commented whilst trying to keep the laughter out of his voice.

"Merlin,"Arthur spoke in a warning sort of tone, " if anyone is the one who gets scared easily it is you."

"Sure you royal tree-hugger, keep convincing yourself of that" Everyone but Arthur sniggered.

"Speaking of the first time I met you, has there been any news on whether Morgana is alive or not" Tristan questioned about a minute or so later.

"No not of which I have heard of, I suspect she is still alive though as no body was found and Morgana evil or not has always been someone I've known to not to be defeated easily," Arthur responded.

"Knowing that witch, if she did survive she most likely is planning against us right know," Elyan cut in.

With that Arthur had to agree. Even though It had been a full year since reclaiming his place as king of Camelot from Morgana, he couldn't deny the fact that without firm evidence of her death, Morgana was most likely still alive and plotting against him this very moment.

Nonetheless this time he was prepared.

During the time since he had reclaimed the throne he had decided to move the round table were he had knighted his most worthy knights to that of Camelot`s main hall. After all, what is the point of keeping such an object in an old castle of ancient kings when it could be of use somewhere else. He had also gained another knight of the round table; Sir Tristan.

In the time of the aftermath of which Morgana, Helios and Agravaine had created in their rule Tristan had asked Arthur in which whether he could remain in Camelot as without his love Isolde he had no where left to go and had no plans for his future.

Realising this and due to Tristan's new found loyalty Arthur had immediately said yes and asked whether he would join as one of the members of the round table. Although Tristan seemed visibly surprised at the offer he had instantly replied with a yes and that as Isolde, he would happily protect Arthur with his life so her death would not be in vain.

Bringing Arthur out of his thoughts was Merlin,"If she was still alive I think we would have found out by know. We all know that if she is still alive she would most likely of done something by now."

Gwaine shuddered with the thought of her last attack in which he had to fight for even the smallest amount of food, "Well at least with no signs of Morgana all is fine."

Gwaine didn't even realise how much of a bad omen that comment was, as all of a sudden a large amount of shouts and war cries fell upon the area.