Drabble 27: Two Can Keep a Secret

Arthur dipped his quill back into the inkwell, almost without thinking about it. The parchment was damp with the ink, and he blew gently on it to dry what he had written so it didn't run as he shifted.

He heard what had to be a giggle – there was no other word to describe it – come from the other side of the room.

"Shut up, Merlin. I don't see what's so funny about this."

"Really? There's nothing funny at all?" Merlin snickered.

"No," Arthur told his manservant indignantly.

"Arthur, no other prince I know keeps a diary!"

"IT'S A JOURNAL!"