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If princes got surprised, which they didn't, startled, maybe, Arthur would have been surprised at the crowd that had slowly grown outside of the physicians chamber. What had first been just Arthur had grown until he had most of the knights, almost every single maid in the castle, the cooks, the stable boys, some of the pages, and even a couple merchants from the small village outside of Camelot's was beginning to wonder how the castle was able to work when Merlin was out of commission, for it seemed as if everyone knew his manservant. This conglomeration of people was also causing a racket,mainly focused around one knight in particular, Gwaine.

He seemed to know most of the maids in the vicinity, and if he hadn't known them, he began to introduce himself. It had been amusing to watch at first, but then after the seventh new girl arrived, Arthur began to wonder why he had knighted him again.

With all the ruckus and chaos that was filling the hall, it was acceptable that no one noticed when Gauis opened the door. However they did notice when he swung it and it hit Sir Elyan's toe. If knights screeched, then this would be called one, but since they do not, it can not.

"Excuse me..." Gauis stood bewildered at the crowd but wasn't allowed to contemplate long before a cacophony of voices sprang out.

"Is he alright?"

"Gauis, what took so long?"

"Well?"

Gauis cleared his throat and seemed to think over his answer for a couple of seconds, greatly annoying the crowd that surrounded him, "Ah, yes, he will be fine."

Most of the crowd breathed sighs of relief, and then began to meander back to the tasks that they should have been working on. This left Arthur, Sir Lancelot, and Sir Leon.

"Gauis, may I come in to take a look at him?" While he may have been a prat ( according to the idiot) Arthur was a Prince and did have some sense of propriety.

Especially about the person that made medicines for every illness and injury that ever occurred. ( But that is a different story.)

Gauis seemed to try to muffle a smile, and nodded that Arthur could come in, and he left the room to look after the other injuries that had already been treated.

Sir Leon stood up, and dragged Lancelot away with some kind of note on a new training schedule.

Which left Arthur alone to approach the door of his idiotic manservant.