Irony of Secrets - Conversations and Council Meetings
Galaya
Previous chapter: Dreams
Me again. I forgot to add this in my last chapter, but BBC Merlin in no way belongs to me. Hopefully this chapter is more interesting than the last one. Enjoy!
Chapter two: Conversations and Council Meetings
Arthur noticed Merlin seemed very quiet as Merlin was helping Arthur to get ready for a council meeting.
"What's bothering you, Merlin?" Arthur inquired of his servant.
"Who, me?" the younger man responded distractedly.
"Yes, you, idiot. Who else around here is named 'Merlin? 'Hmm?"
"Oh, nothing. Strange dreams. Anything else you need, sire?"
"I want this room in a better state when I return."
"Prat."
"What did you say, Merlin?"
"Nothing, sire."
"I thought not."
With that, the young king spun around and walked out of his chambers.
"Glân hyn ystafell!" the warlock whispered as his eyes flashed golden.
Objects started flying all over the room and putting themselves away. Done with that, Merlin decided to find out what the council meeting Arthur had gone to was about.
Slipping into the council room undetected was no small task. Fortunately for Merlin, all his secret investigations (that, of course, Arthur had no clue about) had taught him about some secret routes into the council room.
At the moment, the council was droning on about petty things such as which knights had married which ladies recently, or whether or not a certain lord should be considered a lord or an oversized pig. The only slightly interesting topic was when Agravaine tried to persuade Arthur to raise the taxes, which Merlin knew Arthur would never do.
Merlin yawned. How could Arthur stand council meeting if they were this boring. Merlin knew he couldn't.
Eventually, the servant/warlock nodded off, too bored to really care what the nobles were saying. Clearly, nobles had no idea of what was actually important, such as the unidentified traitor (Agravaine) or how deal with Morgana. As long as the nobles had their banquets, they would dismiss everything else as unimportant.
(Switching to Arthur's point of view)
The council meeting achieved absolutely nothing. Arthur nearly fell asleep during a certain monotonous lord's speech. When he was finally able to dismiss the council, he was beyond relieved. Even Merlin was better company than the council, and that was saying a lot.
Upon arriving in his chambers, he found them perfectly organized.
'Well, that idiot actually did something correct for once,' he thought, 'But where is he?'
Coming to the decision to go look for his scatterbrained servant (and friend), Arthur strode out into the hall, only to nearly run into Guinevere.
"Oh! Arthur! You startled me!" she exclaimed.
"Sorry. Have you seen Merlin?" he questioned.
"No. I haven't. Why?"
"He seemed really distracted this morning and I wanted to make sure he's alright."
Just then, two guards rushed in.
"Sire! There's been an intruder!"
So who's the intruder? Is Merlin caught sleeping in the council chambers? By the way, I have no idea if there are secret entrances to the council chambers; that was just my idea. "Glân hyn ystafell!" translates in Welsh as "Clean this room!"
So, reviews? Please? Next chapter: Intruder!