Arthur gave Merlin an odd look as he ran out of his room carrying a bag and what looked like a staff but he didn’t question it. He just needed to get out of Camelot as quickly as possible.
“Ready to go?” asked Merlin
“No I’m going to wait until the guards find me because strangely enough I’ve always wanted to die screaming.” Arthur said sarcastically.
“Really?” asked Merlin.
“No you muppet, now lets go!” Arthur pulled Merlin out in front of him. “Come on lead the way. You know where we’re going.
Merlin laughed as he and Arthur ran towards she stables and grabbed two horses that were already saddled up. As they mounted their horses they heard angry shouts of
“STOP THEM.” The guards must of somehow got out of the throne room.
Merlin turned to Arthur who was petting the neck of his large white stallion
“Ready? He asked
“Ready.” Arthur replied. Merlin kicked his jet black mare and she cantered off with Arthur’s horse in tow.