"Merlin!" Arthur called, his voice echoing off the cavernous walls of the stone as he sped through the castle, pushing past servants and nobles alike, his red cape flowing behind him like wings. There was little time to dilly-dally, yet his servant was nowhere to be seen.
"Slow down, Arthur!" Gaius warned as the young prince zipped past him, "not everyone is as agile as you!" Skidding to a stop, Arthur bent over his knees, panting.
"I apologize…. Gaius," Arthur said slowly, "I just can't find Merlin anywhere…." Gaius raised an eyebrow with confusion- what did he need Merlin for? Unless it was to clean the stables or help him dress for tournaments, Merlin usually had the day off from work.
"I sent him to the town square, to help Gueneviere find me supplies for medicines," Gaius explained, "so if you need him that badly, I suggest you go there, alright?" Without so much as a reply, the prince was off and running again, knocking into one of his fellow knights, causing him to drop his sword, the metal clanging loudly against the stone. Gaius shook his head, rolling his eyes.
I do hope Merlin is not in trouble… Gaius thought as he continued his way down the corridor, nodding and waving to various nobles and citizens of Camelot.