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[pratservant]

[The video pops on as it hits the floor, showing a rather disheveled Merlin peeking over the side of the bed. He looks around him, mouth slightly agape in confusion.]

I did not fall asleep.

[He seems rather insistent on this, despite the fact that he's wearing a sleeping shirt and has actually done nothing but sleep for the past day or so, ever

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[ Video - just for you! ] 1/3

[cursedtobe]

[Video] 2/3

[cursedtobe]

[ Video - just for you! ] 3/3

[cursedtobe]

Merlin...? [ Then Arthur was right... he came back. She can hardly believe it..! ]

[ Video - <3 ]

[pratservant]

Freya!

[And instantly.]

Are you alright?

[breakspromises]

Are you going to enter the tournament?

[pratservant]

Me?

[He sounds surprised that he was even asked.]

Oh no. There's no events that I'd be any good at. I'm more of a spectator.

[breakspromises]

I'm sure that's not true. I'm sure you could enter one of the events!

I want to enter the melee.

[pratservant]

Trust me, by the time it's over I'm sure I'll feel like I was in one.

Are you sure you want to enter something like that? It can get rather rough.

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[supercilious]

[ of course he's fine. of course. Arthur wasn't comcerned, not for a moment. ]

Merlin, have you seen the state of this room? Don't even think about what you're doing for the tournament until you've caught up on your chores.

[ at least there are no leech tanks here, right? ]

Video.

[pratservant]

[Was there ever any doubt?

Well. Maybe.]

What? But the tournament could be over by then!

[...Inadvertently proving a point there.]

Video.

[supercilious]

Not if you learn how to work quickly.

Video.

[pratservant]

But...

[He trails off, looking about the room before flopping his arms at his sides.

The next fairy tale? CinderMerlin.]

Right away, Sire.