The Citadel, Camelot, Sunday

[bitchprince]

It was the first day of the jousting tournament. There was no place Arthur would rather be than out there, amidst the tents, observing his final preparations and discussing the oncoming matches with his knights. (And, perhaps, making it clear to them that he really did expect them to face him as they did anyone. It wasn't that he had anything to prove here, anymore - not after a year and a half of facing all kinds of warriors in Fandom - but it was terribly annoying, not to mention disrespectful towards the sport itself)

But other concerns called. Father had asked him to make his way inside for the final audiences of the day, before court adjourned towards the jousting field. In Fandom, it was halfway into summer by now; in Camelot, spring had only just truly began, and the audience chamber was awfully cold.

"I come bearing urgent news," said the next citizen. He had a young face and a clean tunic fit for a nobleman, but his accent was not that of Camelot's court. Arthur shifted on his throne and glanced silently towards his father.

[[ for wee ocd, Merlin and a bunch of NPCs; some spoilers for Merlin 2x02, although we go off page quite a bit ]]

Comments

Re: After the Audience

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"...of course not." Well, duh.

Re: After the Audience

[bitchprince]

Arthur shot him a sharp look. "Just don't cast any spells in public," he hissed, coming in closer just to make sure they weren't overheard.

Re: After the Audience

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Well, that had been the plan..."

Re: After the Audience

[bitchprince]

"Merlin!"

Re: After the Audience

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin rolled his eyes. "This is hardly the first time I've done this."

Re: After the Audience

[bitchprince]

"And I know you," Arthur said, dryly, and maneuvered them rather stealthily into an empty hallway. "Whatever you wind up doing, Merlin, be careful about it. Don't do anything stupid."

Re: After the Audience

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Stupid?" Merlin grinned quickly, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek before anyone might see them. "Never."

Re: After the Audience

[bitchprince]

Arthur took another deep breath, and shot him a look to indicate he wasn't Buying That but he was going to let it slide. "My armor, Merlin," he said, instead, "Time to get to the tournament grounds before we're late."