The Golden Effect

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Merlynn was livid as she stood in the Council Chamber amongst the other members. She now kept her place beside Arthur, crossing her arms over her chest, a few centimetres behind him so as to not create attention. She made sure she was nowhere near Gaius – well, the goblin Gaius. No one suspected a thing.

Arthur stood in front of the king, expression irritated yet muffled by a cool orderly that only the royal held. "There have been instances of vandalism around the palace, as well as a number of thefts. I, myself, was a victim." Merlynn inclined her head slightly; she knew this, of course, but he hadn't told her. He had probably found it after she left that morning. "Unfortunately, the thief managed to elude me."

Then, there was the familiar sound of passing gas. Everyone stared at the culprit: Gwen. Her eyes were wide as plates, and she gripped her stomach and the side of her dress in shame. Morgana then followed suit, almost leaping up in her seat, clutching at her belly also.

Merlynn glanced at Gaius, who gave her shameless, amused look. She turned her attention back to the front; Uther's expression was hesitant, but he announced with a confused, albeit loud voice, "Double the guard. I want the perpetrator found."

Uther added with his own intestinal symphony, then. Despite how angry she felt toward the goblin, she was still holding back a bit of a laugh. Arthur ran his hand over his mouth, wondering as to why his father was farting in front of the entire council, as well as Gwen and Morgana.

"Yes, My Lord," he replied. He turned his head to Merlynn, who shrugged with a small, entertained smile on her lips.

"The council is dismissed!" Uther barked. Soon enough, all three of them were farting about, bouncing up as they did so, absolutely embarrassing themselves and the council who were very much trying to hold back a laugh. "Now!"

Gwen was the first to rush out, pushing past Merlynn with a humiliated look on her face. Merlynn was sure to go after her later, but she needed to speak to the goblin, and fast.

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When the goblin walked into his host's chambers, he noticed the girl, Merlynn, staring at him with a stony-faced glare. He sighed and gave her a bright smile. She was too tight and serious about everything – no fun at all. "Tell me you didn't think that was funny," he snickered. She just returned it with that same cold look. "Not even a little bit? Just a teeny-weeny bit?"

"If you carry on like this, you're going to get Gaius killed," she warned, hoping to deter him just a little.

Instead, he rolled his eyes. "Merlynn, you underestimate me. I have cured Uther of his farting and his baldness. He is, he tells me, forever in my debt. I am a genius."

"This has to stop."

"I see no reason why. Now, if you're quite finished, I'm going to the tavern," he scoffed, before turning and headed to the door.

Her eyes flashed. "Bord, wiþ stende hine!" The door locked and remained so; the goblin couldn't leave.

'Gaius' whistled, whirling around to face the girl as her eyes returned back to their normal blue. "Well, well, well. So you have a secret of your own, Merlynn," he remarked.

The gaze they held developed into that of deep anger. The goblin could sense the unbridled rage beneath her, almost the same as the Lady Morgana, but for very different reasons. He was sure that even Merlynn didn't know it yet; she wasn't as bitter as the other dark-haired woman, but there was a sense of anger pertaining to the magic he realised she now had. He could tell she was more than willing to find a way to release Gaius, even if her life was risked in any way. Merlynn stepped toward him, knuckles white as she clenched her fists.