Camelot, Tuesday Morning

[bitch_prince]

It had taken them a day to ride from where the portal had dropped them off to the castle, and that was only fair: if nothing else, it limited the chances that they'd be caught. Having shot a deer along the way, Arthur was in good spirits, glad to be home, and perhaps a little happy to have seen his friends, after all

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[bigdamndestiny]

Nodding silently, Merlin fell into step behind Arthur. Because nothing at all could go wrong here! Nooothing.

[bitch_prince]

Obviously.

"You, get the warrant. You-- make sure the lot of you are armed and ready to make the arrests."

Arthur dropped a step back so the guards could advance without him. "Merlin," he hissed, "A lot of these people haven't done anything in years. If there's any way you can get this information without me sending half the lower town to the scaffold, I'd love for you to get to it."

Not that he wouldn't, if he had to. It was Morgana.

[bigdamndestiny]

Yes. Morgana who had hopefully grown out of that plotting to kill Uther phase from last year. It was possible!

Merlin nodded, not looking at Arthur's face. "I'll need a name from your list."

[bitch_prince]

Arthur nodded shallowly. "I'll see to it that you get a look at it," he said.

And then he'd need to talk father out of forcing him to murder an entire camp's worth of men, women and children, many of whom innocent. That... wasn't going to be easy.