Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur's been in a bad mood all day. Can Merlin help?
Word Count: 439
Prompt: 380, Yes, my lord
Author's Notes: :)
Merlin winced as he opened the door to Arthur’s chambers. Arthur was in a bad mood today and the state of his chambers reflected that. He’d tried to lighten Arthur’s mood, but to no avail. And so he’d said, “Yes, my lord” more times today than he’d said over the previous year.
He sighed and sat Arthur’s dinner down on the table then began picking up the clothes and other detritus that littered the room. Soon the Prince himself arrived and threw his sword on the bed. He kicked off his boots and struggled to take of his mail. “Merlin!” he yelled, summoning the servant to him.
Merlin hastened over to Arthur and began helping him with his mail. Arthur grumbled constantly and complained when Merlin got the mail snagged on his hair. Merlin sighed again and Arthur turned around abruptly. “What is it this time? Am I being too, what did you call it? ‘Prickly’?”
The servant dropped the mail on the bed and stepped away from Arthur. “That’s it. I’m through trying to coddle you. What is the matter with you today? You’ve had a chip on your shoulder all day and I can’t figure out why. Is it your father? Is it Gwen? Because if she saw how you were acting, she’d be very unhappy.”
At that, Arthur’s irate face dropped. “As a matter of fact, it is Gwen,” he said softly. “She’s ill and I can’t go visit her. I can’t even send Gaius, because then my father would know what I did and she’d be banished.”
Merlin stepped up and took Arthur by the shoulders. “Arthur, why did you say something earlier? I can go visit her and take her what she needs. Everyone knows we’re friends and it won’t seem, well, unseemly.”
“Would you really?”
“Of course. We’re friends. That’s what friends do for each other.”
Arthur’s shoulders relaxed. “Thank you, Merlin. And I’m sorry about how I’ve been acting all day. Guess I was pretty bad, huh?”
“Don’t get me started. Now, do you want me to finish cleaning your chambers or should I go see Gwen now.”
“Go ahead and go. You can clean this place up tomorrow.”
Merlin squeezed Arthur’s shoulders. “Hey, it’s going to be all right. When I get back, I’ll prepare a nice, hot bath for you.”
“That sounds good to me.”
“All right.” Merlin dropped his hands. “See you in a while then.”
Arthur waved as Merlin left his chambers. Merlin grinned when he got outside the doors. He was glad Arthur’s problem had a simple solution. And the day was beginning to look up already.