"Merlin!" I called angrily after my servant. "MERLIN" I tried again.
Things had been especially hard after I had found out about Morgana. It seemed to me that Merlin was the only... friend that truly understood what was going on. Although friend seemed to casual a term for what he was to me. Of course he was my servant but, he was also a friend, and now he seemed to be much more.
I had finally found him he was, yes you guessed it, in the tavern. I should have gone there first. I roll my eyes.
" wakey wakey! " it was Arthur... " don't you have... Work to do? "
" sorry sire I was just, " I began
" another excuse?" It came out harsher than I meant. I saw the hurt In his eyes before I heard it in his voice.
" Merlin I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that" I said apologetically
" no, it's, it's fine!" His voice catches at the end of his sentence, making it clear that he wasn't fine.
" Merlin I didn't-" I made a sad attempt to talk to him bu...