Title: The King's Quest (Chapter 7)
Pairing/s: Arthur/Gwen, Merlin/Morgana
Summary: Arthur is busy with his hosting duties.
Word Count: 512
Prompt: 397 Cliff
Once Gwen was rescued from Lord Weatherly, Arthur wanted a word with his newly found knight standing in the corner.
Arthur smiled as he approached Leon.
Leon bowed stiffly. "Majesty."
"Leon, you know this is a party. Have a drink. Eat something." Arthur pointed to the buffet table. "I promise Gwen didn't make any of that. Now the pasties on the other hand, Morgana did make some of them. You're safe. She's not evil in this incarnation. Well…. unless Merlin pisses her off. I have a feeling he will at the rate he's drinking."
Leon grinned. "Thank you sir. I think I may try the buffet."
"Good and please stop looking like you're about to be thrown over a cliff. It's making me nervous." Arthur patted him on the shoulder. "Please relax."
"I will do my best, sir." Leon smiled.
"Now, if I were to ever have someone thrown over a cliff it would be Lord Weatherly over there." Arthur tilted his head. "Damn! He's heading for Gwen again. I better head him off before she kills him for me. He annoys her. A little tip Leon… never annoy the Queen. It won't end well for you."
"Thank you sir. I will keep that in mind." Leon nodded seriously.
Arthur took a deep breath and went to lead Gwen onto the dancefloor before Lord Weatherly could reach her.
Morgana walked up to Merlin with a glare. "Merlin you're drunk."
"I'm not… well...maybe…. Yes I'm drunk." Merlin sighed. "Morgana, it's a party."
"Yes but you will have to be taken home." Morgana glanced at Arthur. "I think we can slip out while Arthur and Gwen are dancing."
"Morgana, I can just use the teleportation spell to get home." Merlin took her hand. "Want to come with?"
"Merlin do you remember the last time you tried to use that spell when you were drunk?" Morgana folded her arms across her chest. "You ended up hanging from the minute hand on Big Ben."
"In my defense, I had just learned that spell. I got one of the words wrong. I can do it now." Merlin leaned over and kissed her cheek. He whispered in her ear. "If you come along, we can get naked and…"
Morgana pushed him back. "Merlin, there's only one solution to this. We stay here in my rooms."
"Will there be nakedness?" Merlin winked at her.
Morgana rolled her eyes. "If it keeps you from getting yourself stuck somewhere then, yes, there will be nakedness."
Merlin grabbed her. He pulled her close as he kissed her enthusiastically.
On the dancefloor, Gwen pinched Arthur. "They're kissing again. How do they expect to stay out of the gossip columns if they are all over each other all the time?"
"Merlin is drunk." Arthur glanced over at them. "Morgana will have to zap him to sober him up."
"With her lips?" Gwen shook her head and laughed. "Do you think he had a thing for her in Camelot?"
"Yes. I'm sure he did." Arthur laughed. "Just like I had a thing for you."