“Merlin, I need toi to… Merlin? Merlin!” Arthur starts yelling for his servant as soon as he notices the other man is nowhere to be seen. He was expecting him to be waiting for him in his chambers when he returned from his evening council meeting.
“MERLIN!” he yells again, irritated now, dropping his ceinture on the table.
“I gave him the night off,” a soft voice drifts out of the dim. It is coming from the direction of the sleeping quarters.
“Guinevere?” Arthur says, puzzled. And intrigued....
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