[ Merlin mimes placing a padlock over his lips before tossing the invisible key into the fire, and sends a sheepish thumbs-up Arthur's way before going back to his sweeping. In truth there's not all that much that needs to be done to his chambers—Arthur's desk is a mess, but isn't it always—and he chews on his lower lip for a moment before swivelling to reach for the poker. A fire can never be too well tended, can it?
Spoiler: it can. In a wonderful display of clumsiness Merlin manages to knock over the old iron rack that holds all the utensils together for easy access, sending them clattering to the stone floor in an outrageous din. He winces a little, then glances towards Arthur, before mouthing 'SORRY' across the room.
... This really isn't going the way he planned. Trust Arthur to make it difficult for him. ]
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[ Merlin mimes placing a padlock over his lips before tossing the invisible key into the fire, and sends a sheepish thumbs-up Arthur's way before going back to his sweeping. In truth there's not all that much that needs to be done to his chambers—Arthur's desk is a mess, but isn't it always—and he chews on his lower lip for a moment before swivelling to reach for the poker. A fire can never be too well tended, can it?
Spoiler: it can. In a wonderful display of clumsiness Merlin manages to knock over the old iron rack that holds all the utensils together for easy access, sending them clattering to the stone floor in an outrageous din. He winces a little, then glances towards Arthur, before mouthing 'SORRY' across the room.
... This really isn't going the way he planned. Trust Arthur to make it difficult for him. ]