"Okay, I don't understand."
The kitchen maid rolled her eyes at the new recruit. "What's not to understand? You just—"
"No, not that. That dark-haired boy who's always with the prince…"
"Merlin?"
"I guess so. He was drinking with a knight," he observed in awe. "Like… like an equal."
"Yes. Merlin is very close to Sir Gwaine."
"And they were complaining," he continued. "About the prince."
"Yes. And?"
"He spoke to Lady Guinevere like a friend, and he's insulted the prince!"
The maid clearly didn't see this as problematic.
The new servant shook his head. He didn't understand Camelot.