At the Lake
"So, is he coming?"
"Afraid not."
"After we left the armory it was as if the smell followed us all over Camelot."
Merlin sighed, "We need him to take a bath. You know the saying if a horse can't come to water take water to the horse, but what do we do when the water disappears on the way."
Gwaine grinned before rubbing his hands together.
"We kidnap the princess and throw him into the damned Lake!"
Merlin shook his head, "How would we even do that Gwaine he's the crowned prince! We can't just take him!"