Hi again! Sorry it's been a while since I updated! But here's the next chapter :) Please review, make suggestions, or just reading would make me happy! Thank you so much to those who have reviewed and everything! Bye for now! :)
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' Merlin nodded at Arthur and took a slightly smaller bite this time, and concentrated on keeping his expression composed while carefully chewing on the gross lump of food, and what seemed like after a lifetime for Merlin, he finally swallowed with a gasp. '-rthur, that is not 'fit for a king'' Arthur raised his eyebrows at his friend and reached his hand over towards him. Merlin put the evil apple in Arthur's outstretched hand, 'be careful Merlin joked.
Arthur held the apple firmly in his grasp and brought it slowly towards his mouth, he stopped just before the offending fruit touched his royal lips.
Arthur licked the apple quickly.
Merlin folded his arms, a small smile playing across his lips. Arthur looked up from the apple to Merlin in disgust, 'How could you even eat that?'
'We're not all spoilt prats now are we?' Merlin retorted, weakly, the coughed, quite hard and groaned loudly, unfolding his arms to use them to lean on the wooden table. Arthur turned his gaze back over to the apple he was grasping and started to glare at it. After a while he dropped it back on to the table, sighing and lazily let it roll of onto the floor.
Arthur was chewing some cheese carefully, lost in thought, glad it was one of those days where he did not have to be ready early for his princely duties, when he heard his manservant groan in the back of his mind. Merlin coughed loudly, pulling Arthur back into reality. 'Merlin if you're going to be sick, do it in here,' Arthur joked, sliding a metal jug underneath Merlin's head. Merlin then coughed one of the most painful coughs Arthur had ever heard. It sounded as if something mercy-less was grating its way down the inside of his servants throat, making even him wince.
Arthur watched Merlin carefully; he was leaning on the table with his head hung lazily over the jug and his face scrunched up in pain. To Arthur's surprise, Merlin opened his mouth and started spewing discussing looking yellowish watery sick, just next to the metal jug, with a stomach-churning sound. Arthur jumped up from where he was sitting and agilely ran around the table to where Merlin was. He jumped around nervously-not quite sure of what to do, but after a few moments, Merlin finished being sick with a groan.
Arthur quickly grabbed a chair and slid it underneath Merlin, who collapsed back into it, gasping. 'Merlin? Are you ok?' It was a stupid question, but Merlin still nodded weakly. 'Trust you to miss the jug!' Arthur said, trying to lighten the mood, 'You know who will have to clean that up then?' Merlin nodded again in response, his face scrunched up in pain. He coughed another of those painful coughs, wracking his whole body.
Merlin's throat felt raw and simply breathing was painful, hi stomach was aching along with his entire body and his mouth was full of a sick tasting acidy substance after throwing up. 'G-Gaius' he managed to choke out weakly.
Arthur was frozen in place, the sudden turn of events had left him confused and he just stared at Merlin, slumped in the chair that was looking much too big for him at that moment. Merlin's breathing was raspy and painful to listen to. Arthur's head was spinning as he watched Merlin's eyebrows pull together in pain and saw him trying to say something; 'G-Gaius' Merlin choked out of his horrid, raw sounding throat. Of course! While Arthur was standing there paralysed, his servant- and best friend- the one in pain, was the one who could think what to do next. Arthur was angry with himself beyond belief and was internally fuming as he speedily strode over to the door and leaned out into the corridors. 'Thank the Gods' he whispered to himself- a general castle maid was walking towards him, carrying a pile of laundry, 'excuse me!' Arthur called, 'Could you go and fetch Gaius, immediately- tell him it's an emergency.' The maid nodded and scurried off in the direction of Gaius' chambers.