“Alright, I guess.” He hummed, shrugging his shoulders. “The usual Camelot drama. Nothing I can’t handle, though. And you?”
“I’m /so/ completely bored. I’m not allowed to work out with the knights, lest the King see, and I hardly know anyone else.”
“That’s rubbish,” the warlock grumbled, slowly letting the girl go and crossing his arms over his chest. But then he smiled as an idea seemed to form in his mind. “… Well, I’m the King’s manservant… I think I can pull a few strings.. If you want.”
“That would be beyond spectacular!” The redhead actually jumped with glee, and hugged Merlin again, this time adding a kiss as well. “I knew you would be the person to help me.”