Sunlight beamed through large, glass windows and focused on King Arthur, whom was sitting on his throne, with his manservant, Merlin besides him. The knights spread themselves out in the large room and reported on daily news.
"Sire, there was a fire in the downtown city early this morning. 4 houses were burnt, but all of the citizens are safe now. We have given them refuge inside the castle for a while."
The king straightened himself, cleared his throat, and said, "Are there any news about Gaius?" All these days, he only cared about the court physician who had long been missing.
"No, Sire. We'll double up the guards and patrol more around the borders."
Arthur heaved a long sigh in disappointment and dismissed them with a wave of his hand. He stood up and stretched his arms. Merlin followed suit and led him to his room as usual.
Once Merlin closed the creaking wooden doors, he turned and faced the once and future king of Camelot. He bowed and spoke, "I just came to say goodbye. I'm going after Gaius. Fear conquered me the moment he disappeared, and I sense that he is in severe that Camelot is stable and has a good leader, I can trace his footsteps and maybe rescue him."
"Going to do something heroic, right, you complete idiot?" Arthur gave him a smirk that reminded Merlin of the first day that they met, when Arthur was still teasing him in front of his fellows.
Merlin advanced and pressed a yellow bead into the king's sweating palms. He grasped firmly on the king's hands and shook it slightly. "When you need me, or when I need you, both of our beads will glow." "How will I find you then?"
"The path will reveal itself once the time is right." Leaving Arthur in his own thoughts, Merlin pressed his hands on Arthur's chest. "And remember, I am always in there." With a whip of smoke, he was gone, leaving behind faint scents of herb.