Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin. I'm not sure who does.
A/N: First attempt at a Merlin fanfic.
The people who worked on the castle knew that the king wasn't sleeping in his own bed.
He never slept in the same bed as her; she had a different chamber somewhere in the other end of the castle. People knew that and eventually they stopped talking about it.
People knew that Morgana, the queen, was entertained elsewhere. The king and the queen always acted like they were happily married to anyone who visited them, or whenever there was a ball, banquet or royal gathering.
Luckily, you didn't show affection to your wife in public.
The people on the castle talked about that the king, Arthur Pendragon, was instead sleeping in the same bed as his magical adviser Merlin. Rumors said that they had known each other ever since king Arthur was young and his father, Uther Pendragon ruled the kingdom.
But now, the royal adviser and the king was sleeping in the same bed. They were often found in the morning, either in the king's chambers or in the royal adviser's. And more than often, naked.
No one had anything to say about that. The people outside the castle didn't know about this, and even if they did, nothing would change. He was a king and allowed to sleep with whoever he wanted to.
Besides, if they lost Arthur, if they lost their king, there would be no one else to replace him. And Arthur was a very good king, who treated his people with respect and only did what was best for them. He was the best king they could remember.
So people at the castle kept it as a secret that the king and his adviser was sleeping in the same bed.