The first rays of light were just coming up when Merlin left his chambers. Grabbing a sturdy metal pole that he had created, he crept out of Gaius's workshop and into the castle corridor. Careful to avoid any guards, he made it to the one of the lowest regions in the dungeon and came face to face with an enchanted wooden door. Looking around to check that no one was spying on him, he pushed a small brick that was placed just above the frame and smiled contently as the door swung open. Immediately he strutted in, cautiously closing the door behind him. Merlin felt that familiar warm feeling as he eyes glowed a bright gold before all the torches in the room and a magnificent chandelier hanging from the ceiling lit up. Going through a side door, Merlin carefully placed the pole on two hooks and then removed his shirt. Most people would expect a skinny frame with no muscles however under the shirt there was finely toned and shaped body rippling with muscle. Raising his arms, Merlin grabbed the pole and lifted himself off the ground and pulled himself up do that his shoulders were above the pole. He then dropped his arms but bent his knees so that his feet never touched the floor. Merlin told himself that he would not touch the floor until he had done 500 of the pull ups. Counting, he started again.
Arthur was unsurprised when his door slammed open, his scruffy manservant skidded in and managed to go flying when he hit the table. The boy looked a mess; hair sticking up, shoulders drooping, sweating. Honestly, had he never trained in his whole life? "Been at the tavern again?" Arthur quipped, grinning like a madman. "No I died after smelling your laundry and the death told me I had chores to do." ,Erin shot back although he was frowning. "I see that you are already up." He stated, staring in surprise. He hadn't been that late had he? "Yes, I woke up an hour ago when my idiot manservant should have woke me. Instead I had to wake myself and get George to bring me and Gwen breakfast. Honestly it was the worst thing I've ever done." For the first time, Merlin noticed Gwen sat in the corner, reading a book. She smiled at him and gave a small wave. He waved back. "Seeing as you're so late, I had time to remember that the stable needed cleaning." Arthur chuckled at him. Grumbling, Merlin made his way out the room. He hadn't been that late finishing his exercise.
Hey guys, sorry for the short chapters at the moment. And if anyone gets ticked off at the lack of description of Merlin's secret area, don't worry, he's going back to it. I really hope you enjoyed the story and, once again, I am open to suggestions.