Merlin felt the light from his window hit his eyes and groaned, knowing he had slept in a bit.
At least Arthur wasn't dragging him from his bed by his feet. He quickly got dressed and and hurried off to get Arthur's breakfast before waking the prince.
It wasn't until he was halfway to Arthur's chambers that he remembered the night before well enough to be grateful that Lady Vivian had not told her father and that his head was still attached. Perhaps she had followed his advice to forget the whole thing. Either way he wasn't going to worry about it.
After waking Arthur he went out his chores. All of the people from the other kingdoms would be departing today and it would be a relief to have some peace and quiet, with hopefully know no one trying to kill Arthur for a bit.
He was just polishing up Arthur's armor, as he hadn't quite gotten to it after the fight with King Olaf, when the door to armory opened and upon looking up he found Lady Vivian watching him.
"May I help you?" He asked, wondering how she had gotten away from her Father's guards, as she hadn't been seen with out them since the fight between Arthur and Kind Olaf.
"Why do you think I'm stuck up and only care about myself?" She asked bluntly.
He blinked in surprise. That certainly hadn't been what he'd been expecting.
"Umm, have you meet you?" He asked. "I mean really how would you feel about someone who treated you the way you treat others?"
"The way I treat others!" She cried. "I treat everyone as they should be! How dare you!"
"Well you did asked me." Merlin pointed out. "And you really don't. You treat everyone as if they are beneath you and not worthy of well anything. You yell at people for trying to help. Arthur is a Prince! And yet you're nasty to him too."
Vivian stared at him with her mouth open for a moment and he was sure she might be rethinking telling her father about last night. Merlin really did need to learn when to keep his mouth shut, But sometimes he just couldn't help it.
"Servants are beneath me." She said at last, lifting her chin as if she was trying to justify herself.
Merlin studied her. "Then why are you asking the opinions of a servant?" He asked at last.
"I'm not!" She protested.
"I'm a servant." He felt the need to point out. "And besides just because someone is a servant doesn't mean you can't treat them politely. We're human to you know, with feelings."
"Your not-" she began, but then cut herself off. "Your right." She finally said. "You are a servant and I don't care what you think of me." With that said, she gave a slight toss of her head and left in a huff.
Merlin stared after her. He got the distinct impression that for whatever reason. Lady Vivian very much did care about what he thought. Why he couldn't fathom, but it didn't really matter. She would be leaving in only a few hours and then he would never have to worry about his soulmate again.
A little while later he stood just behind Arthur as fair wells were made. Lady Vivian stopped before Arthur.
"I'm sorry for the trouble I caused." She whispered and he blinked in surprise. Merlin was just as surprised. Lady Vivian's eyes meet his, before she turned away.
"Did she just apologize?" Arthur asked, finally recovering his voice.
"It would seem so." Merlin said watch as Lady Vivian road away. There was uncomfortable feeling in his chest and he didn't know why the sight of her leaving made him feel so strange.