Merlin blinked his large blue eyes a few times, disbelieving of what he saw in front of him.
"This isn't right at all."
Stood in front of Merlin, where just a couple for minutes ago had been the tall, handsome king of Camelot, now sat a small boy with sandy blond hair. Both of Merlin's hands flew to his head, fingers tugging at his own hair in distress.
"This is very, very bad..." He allowed his eyes to close for a minute, aside from fixing this he needed to find out whether it was just Arthur's body that had been made younger, or his mind along with it. "Arthur?"
"Merlin!"
Just his mind then.
"What did you do?" A higher version of the king's voice demanded. Merlin bit his lip, hesitating. Whilst the king knew of his magic now, it had …show more content…
“We’ll have to get back to Gaius’s chambers.”
Both Arthur’s eyebrows lifted at the comment.
“Righttt. I’ll, umm I’ll go first make sure it’s clear, then you can follow?” Merlin offered with a shrug, but when Arthur said nothing in reply he tried again. “I’ll carry you, and hope no one stops us?” Taking the continued silence, but lightening of expression as acceptance.
Merlin easily hoisted Arthur up into his arms, having had lots of practice lugging around the king’s armour. He settle Arthur against his hip, and the king wrapped both arms tightly around Merlin’s neck.
“You all right there?” Merlin asked as he felt Arthur shift within his grip.
“Of course, just get us to Gaius already.”
“Yes, sire!” Merlin mocked, crossing to the door and, and checking that the corridors were clear.
Arthur wasn’t especially heavy, but carried him across half of the castle, whilst having to stop and double back so as to avoid most of the rest of the castle’s occupants, left Merlin’s shoulders uncomfortable. As soon as he cross into Gaius’s chambers and the door had closed behind him he put Arthur
"This isn't right at all."
Stood in front of Merlin, where just a couple for minutes ago had been the tall, handsome king of Camelot, now sat a small boy with sandy blond hair. Both of Merlin's hands flew to his head, fingers tugging at his own hair in distress.
"This is very, very bad..." He allowed his eyes to close for a minute, aside from fixing this he needed to find out whether it was just Arthur's body that had been made younger, or his mind along with it. "Arthur?"
"Merlin!"
Just his mind then.
"What did you do?" A higher version of the king's voice demanded. Merlin bit his lip, hesitating. Whilst the king knew of his magic now, it had …show more content…
“We’ll have to get back to Gaius’s chambers.”
Both Arthur’s eyebrows lifted at the comment.
“Righttt. I’ll, umm I’ll go first make sure it’s clear, then you can follow?” Merlin offered with a shrug, but when Arthur said nothing in reply he tried again. “I’ll carry you, and hope no one stops us?” Taking the continued silence, but lightening of expression as acceptance.
Merlin easily hoisted Arthur up into his arms, having had lots of practice lugging around the king’s armour. He settle Arthur against his hip, and the king wrapped both arms tightly around Merlin’s neck.
“You all right there?” Merlin asked as he felt Arthur shift within his grip.
“Of course, just get us to Gaius already.”
“Yes, sire!” Merlin mocked, crossing to the door and, and checking that the corridors were clear.
Arthur wasn’t especially heavy, but carried him across half of the castle, whilst having to stop and double back so as to avoid most of the rest of the castle’s occupants, left Merlin’s shoulders uncomfortable. As soon as he cross into Gaius’s chambers and the door had closed behind him he put Arthur