"MERLIN!"
Merlin rolled his eyes, and grabbed the breakfast plate off the wooden table in the hall and rushed to Arthurs chambers. He had but bent down to get a rock out of his boot and the king had already become inpatient. Arthur was sitting up in his bed, his covers still pulled over his legs. One eye brown rose.
"I had to get a rock out of my boot Arthur!" Merlin said setting down the plate of food on the kings table.
"Did you?"
"Yes." This was at least a part true; he had really spent too much time lingering with Gaius watching Christina laugh and smile as she tried to learn how to prepare herbal concoctions with Gaius. She had her hair up in a braided bun with trails of hair falling out around her face, and she was wearing a simple orange gown, similar to the ones Gwen used to wear before she became queen, and her wool shawl. She was wearing Gaius's spectacles and giggling over a big book. Merlin had then had to rush off to tend to Arthur…speaking of Arthur...
Arthur was behind his dressing screen and came out in trousers and a white shirt. Merlin helped him into his jacket, and he sat down at his desk, which was covered with various papers. He then finished his breakfast and was headed to the court room when Merlin asked "Will that be everything sire?"
"Why are you so hasty?" Asked Arthur.
"Oh...ah, Gaius has a guest and I need to help him."
"Is someone hurt?"
"Sort of."
Arthur hesitated, "Take care of them; I will call you when I need you."
"Will do!" Merlin smiled and rushed out of the room, as Arthur suspiciously looked over his shoulder back at his servant as he left; then shook his head and proceeded to the court room.
The next few weeks past the same way and there were no signs of Morgana since her last attack on Camelot and Agrivaine's death. Merlin was late almost every day. Arthur grew suspicious but didn't have much time to meddle in it because he was, as usual, always around Gwen. Merlin didn't care; he was happy to be around Christina any chance he got. He liked her. He couldn't deny that, she was perfect for him; and one day he made a choice. He was going to take her out for the day, like Arthur did for Gwen. He was going to get to know her and start something between them. His heart was no longer afraid to love.