Merlin's Mad World.
The breeze crushed on Merlin's cheeks as he stared blankly out the tower window and down into the courtyard. He had been feeling like this for a few days now, sad and lost. The sound of thundering footstepts echoed down the open-plan hallway towards Merlin ...he flinched at the sound but he did not move his face nore from where he was standing."MERLIN?!", by this time Merlin could feel Arthurs rage down the back of his neck and it wasnt pleasant,"how much is it to ask for some clean bed sheets round here?!". Merlin turned his head to see Arthur who was washed red in frustration and was waving a dirty bed cloth in his face ,Arthur was not happy. The watery-blue eyes that belonged to Merlin stayed still and bleek, Merlin couldn't help but care as little as possible,"sorry sire" He lied."what the bloody hell has gotten into you Merlin, you're even more useless than before..." Arthur was going to rant but before he even had the chance Merlin's attention was once again lost out the window.
Nothing was said between Merlin and Arthur during the walk back to Arthur's chambers but their eyes as blue as each others said it clearly frustrated and beyond what could be defined as their normal. It wasnt untill the door of Arthur's Luxury Camelot was tightly sealed that Arthur did speak; "alright, i give up, what is mentally challenging you this time Merlin?" Arthur spoke smug but firmly. Merlin put on his best cluless face at that point trying to avoid the conversation by then pretending to look under Arthur's untidy bed.
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