The Citadel, Camelot, Sunday

[bigdamndestiny]

There were things about Camelot that Merlin had missed. Things like, not having to bribe squirrels with alcohol when you wanted to sneak around. Because people just tended to ignore him without needing a bribe.

Oh, being a servant once again.

But, for now, he was on the hunt for this assassin. Despite not knowing what he looked like. Or, you know, where he might be. But he was looking! In the tents of the other competitors.

Oh yeah. This would end well.