Reunion - part 6
Author: weatherfeather
Title: Reunion - part 6
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur is frustrated by his inability to get Merlin the best care.
Warnings: disability
Word Count: 217
Prompt: Bingo: loss of vision
Author's Notes: Not burying the lead too much with that summary, am I?
"Yes, but... what are you doing locked up down here in the dungeon?" Merlin asks.
"It's a long story," Arthur replies. "Now shut up, Merlin. You need to rest."
Merlin's stomach growls again.
"They'll be bringing food along shortly. They wouldn't send for some early, not even at the order of the prince, however disgraced. Nor at the court physician's recommendation."
"Arth-" Merlin starts, but Arthur interrupts.
"Not now, Merlin. Rest," he commands. "I'll try to get them to bring some water for you," he adds more softly.
Merlin watches Arthur get up from the floor. He realizes that Arthur's dirty cloak is red underneath the grime and he's wearing chain mail. Whatever happened, they threw Arthur into this cell still in his knight's uniform.
Arthur walks to the front of the cell with purpose, but Merlin sees him stop a couple of steps short of the bars. Arthur puts his hands up in front of him and moves them side to side as he takes a slow step closer to the bars. Halfway through his second step closer, his hands connect. Merlin sees them wrap delicately around the bars before Arthur looks left and shouts for a guard to bring water.
Merlin can do nothing but stare at Arthur's hands around the bars.
Is Arthur blind?
Title: Reunion - part 6
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur is frustrated by his inability to get Merlin the best care.
Warnings: disability
Word Count: 217
Prompt: Bingo: loss of vision
Author's Notes: Not burying the lead too much with that summary, am I?
"Yes, but... what are you doing locked up down here in the dungeon?" Merlin asks.
"It's a long story," Arthur replies. "Now shut up, Merlin. You need to rest."
Merlin's stomach growls again.
"They'll be bringing food along shortly. They wouldn't send for some early, not even at the order of the prince, however disgraced. Nor at the court physician's recommendation."
"Arth-" Merlin starts, but Arthur interrupts.
"Not now, Merlin. Rest," he commands. "I'll try to get them to bring some water for you," he adds more softly.
Merlin watches Arthur get up from the floor. He realizes that Arthur's dirty cloak is red underneath the grime and he's wearing chain mail. Whatever happened, they threw Arthur into this cell still in his knight's uniform.
Arthur walks to the front of the cell with purpose, but Merlin sees him stop a couple of steps short of the bars. Arthur puts his hands up in front of him and moves them side to side as he takes a slow step closer to the bars. Halfway through his second step closer, his hands connect. Merlin sees them wrap delicately around the bars before Arthur looks left and shouts for a guard to bring water.
Merlin can do nothing but stare at Arthur's hands around the bars.
Is Arthur blind?