one little change at a time

[edhwierfan]

[Since Merlin revealed his magic, Arthur's been somewhat at a loss. They carry on with their usual antics, Arthur making a mess for Merlin wherever he goes, Merlin cleaning up after him (poorly). Occasionally, they'll share a silent look when the topic of sorcery comes up, but other than that...nothing seems to have changed.

At least, until now.

The sorcerer they'd caught earlier in the day had been carrying a charm, a pendant of some sort that Arthur had had to pry away from him. Luckily, his soldiers had not noticed anything amiss by the time they'd arrived, and Arthur had been able to pocket the trinket on a whim. The stone and chain had felt like a brand, a heavy weight in his pocket as he'd reported to his father and left all mentions of it out.

Now, as he's waiting for Merlin to bring his supper, Arthur twirls his dagger in his hand to lift the mood that's fallen over him.]

Comments

[edhwierfan]

[IGNORING YOU.]

Unlike you, Merlin, they actually listen to me and don’t go nosing about where they’re not supposed to. [Shooting Merlin a look here.] It’s still a mystery to me, how often I find you rummaging through my belongings, and yet my chambers are nowhere as clean as they should be.

[bravelyspoken]

Hoping to find all the things you lost, is all.

[ Eh? ]

Good taste, dignity, charm...

[ Merlin. ]

[edhwierfan]

[He splashes some water at Merlin again, with a deeply exasperated expression.]

Funny. I could have sworn those were things you were lacking, Merlin. Now go on. Put the trinket in my cupboard and go fetch my hunting knives like you’re supposed to.

[Arthur makes a sort of dismissive gesture.]