The king looks up as the door bursts open. A red-faced and out of breath knight rushes into the study.
"Sire! We found him! We found Merlin!" the knight hesitates for a moment, "But... something's different. Something's wrong." he continues, concern showing clearly on the man's face. Arthur brushes aside the twinge of worry at the knight's words.
"Where is he?" he asks, leaping to his feet, eager to see his long-missing friend.
"He's waiting for you, sire. In the Throne Room." Arthur's worry returns tenfold.
"The Throne Room?" he queries, making sure he hadn't misheard.
"Yes sire. His request.". Arthur stays silent for a moment. Merlin wouldn't have wanted to stay in the Throne Room after so long.
"He vanishes for two years, and waits for me in the Throne Room?! Something is definitely not right." with that, Arthur strides past the knight, towards the door.
"Sire?" the knight calls out to the king's back. "Be careful. He's... dangerous.". Arthur simply nods and continues onward without a further word.