[ Well done, Merlin. The King now has to do his utmost to hold back his mirth or else risk offending Lord Roderick's third proposal of the day, and then they'll never manage to settle this inane babble.
There's a brief moment of utter cluelessness (that the good lord takes to mean he needs to explain himself further, God help them) as Arthur tries to figure out how exactly he's meant to respond to this friendly little bit of magic, then nods his head in response to something he wasn't actually listening to and starts writing just beneath Merlin's familiar scrawl. ]
You can't just insult a lord when you're sitting not a hair's width away from him, Merlin. As any lord is expected to defend a certain land, he is going to expect a certain generosity in turn.
[ Arthur pauses, brushing the end of his quill over his lips for a moment to hide a smile before adding. ]
Though he could probably do without quite so much generosity from his cook.
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There's a brief moment of utter cluelessness (that the good lord takes to mean he needs to explain himself further, God help them) as Arthur tries to figure out how exactly he's meant to respond to this friendly little bit of magic, then nods his head in response to something he wasn't actually listening to and starts writing just beneath Merlin's familiar scrawl. ]
You can't just insult a lord when you're sitting not a hair's width away from him, Merlin. As any lord is expected to defend a certain land, he is going to expect a certain generosity in turn.
[ Arthur pauses, brushing the end of his quill over his lips for a moment to hide a smile before adding. ]
Though he could probably do without quite so much generosity from his cook.