Arthur Pendragon is hopeless when it comes to the act of courting. Having failed numerous attempts at courting his manservant, Merlin, Arthur turns to the only people he can think of for help: the Knights of the Round Table.
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love
Bren: *slights laughing* I LOVE you
Srsly... Gwain 😂😂😂😂 Arthur don't you have your own judgment?
Why did he trust Gwaine in the first place.... I'm pretty sure Gwaine was drunk.....
That awkward moment when everyone ships merthur except mother nature
You clotpoles it says that he is watching someone's hands not his