have nothing to say. Disclaimer: Merlin is mine! Mwahahahah! Just kidding.;)
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Merlin had a plan, it may be a bad plan, but a plan none the less.
"OK, so here's what we are going to do." Merlin said officially.
"Last I checked, Merlin, I was the one in charge."
"Well, unless you have a better plan, Sire." Merlin said sarcastically.
"Point taken." Arthur said nodding "So, what is this plan of yours?"
"Well, its pretty easy, actually." Merlin said simply. "Do you still keep that knife in your boot?"
"Oh, yeah! I forgot about that. Arthur said.
"Can you get it out?"
"Yeah. I think so." Arthur said realising what Merlin wanted him to do.
After a few minutes Arthur got the knife out of his boot and slid it over to Merlin. When Merlin got the knife he started cutting at the ropes around his wrists and ankles. When he got them off he went over to Arthur. Morgana had put manacles on Arthur obviously not wanting to waste them on someone as weak and useless as him. He started picking at the lock with the knife.
"What are doing Merlin?" Arthur asked confused.
"We had a lot of bandits and slave traders around Ealdor, so when I was younger my mother taught me how to pick locks with basically anything, including knives." Merlin said still picking at the lock.
Arthur nodded and let Merlin do his work.
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