"Now, Morgana- what are you waiting for?" Arthur growled impatiently.
Kanen's men would only be vulnerable to their trap for a few more seconds and she wasn't starting the fire.
The prince heard Merlin curse softly behind him, then felt the other man lean forward to look in the noblewoman's direction.
"I'm sorry, Arthur."
The blond only had a moment to be confused before his servant reached out a hand and spouted some thing that sounded vaguely like the word 'burn', eyes swirling with gold as the fire roared to life.
Then the servant flashed him an apologetic smile and dashed out to face the raiders, leaving the royal with a choice- back him up, or abandon him.
"Now!"
He shouted, leaving his cover as he threw himself into the fray.