Merlin was cleaning up Arthur's room, when the King bursts through the doors to the room, stomping to his bed and flopping onto it, like a four year old.
"I just made that you prat!"
Arthur just groans loudly in response. Merlin chuckled and moved to the table to clean up the plates and goblet leftover from lunch.
"Alright Arthur. What's wrong, and get off the bed. I just made it."
Merlin smiled at the glare he received for ordering Arthur around. After Arthur shot him the glare, he sighed and said,
"King Sodan From Avalon is coming here to sign a peace treaty with me."
BANG. CLASH. Arthur looked up sharply to look at Merlin, who looked deathly white and about to faint any second. His facial expression was one of absolute terror.
"Merlin… Are you alright?"
Merlin shook his head like he was trying to clear a thought from his head, but he still had that terrified look on his face.
"May I please be excused Sire," whispered Merlin.
"Yes, su-"
Merlin was out of the room as soon as Arthur said yes. Arthur just let it go, thinking he will ask about it later. For now, he had to go down and greet the King of Avalon.