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[Merlin wakes up in the forest, face first in the snow. He blinks, groans, and rolls over. It's cold and pretty wet, but it is also a more welcome pillow than horse manure. And, so, it means that he isn't in Camelot's stables. That is troubling.
Groggy, still not entirely aware of his surroundings, Merlin sits up. His hand, slipping on the snowy ground, gains purchase on a book and for a moment he thinks it's his book of magic; however, his relief fades into something far less familiar as he opens it up and begins to thumb through its pages. Captors and wings and magic so casually discussed.
Merlin's mind leaps immediately to the Prince, and he is so quick to assume that he can't be here alone.]
Oh, Arthur's not going to like this.
Groggy, still not entirely aware of his surroundings, Merlin sits up. His hand, slipping on the snowy ground, gains purchase on a book and for a moment he thinks it's his book of magic; however, his relief fades into something far less familiar as he opens it up and begins to thumb through its pages. Captors and wings and magic so casually discussed.
Merlin's mind leaps immediately to the Prince, and he is so quick to assume that he can't be here alone.]
Oh, Arthur's not going to like this.