Chapter Six.
After a day and a half to act as his servant began to seriously consider usargli physical violence. He could not understand how Merlin could endure such arrogance, but he was too expensive and a little muscle to consider the options that instead passed through his mind.
"I do not like you have polished the seat" considered the prince, inspecting his work with the eyes of enough "And the smell is not pleasant," said sniffing the air.
She had washed the saddle with care, using a cloth that had washed often because the seat was under a pile of lamb that would be damaged if the 'had placed directly in water. The soap they gave him was very difficult Rinse-off because he had produced a strange slime that had forced her to rub the skin for hours, much to the sore right shoulder, which was now forced to not move.
Morgana tried to enlist all the patience he had, while Merlin firm on the one hand praying that it was more of what he was imagining.
"Smells of the fat that has always been used to your saddle," replied impatiently, adding "Sir" when he remembered how in which he was appealing now.
"Then use the oil." He said casually, "Go to the market. I want one that smells of ... "huffed his lips as he tried to find a pleasant scent and complicated enough to find" ... vanilla! "Decided with a snap of his fingers, knowing he would not find anyone, looking forward the moment when he had to admit failing to do what he had ordered.
She bowed her head graciously answering "Of course"
Merlino seguì immediatamente Arthur fuori dalla scuderia “Sire, non fanno oli per finimenti profumati alla vaniglia” abbozzò.
“Oh, davvero Merlino?” domandò con finta innocenza “Peccato, avrei tanto voluto saperlo prima di ordinarle di trovarne uno per la mia sella” aggiunse con un sorriso continuando a camminare.
“Forse potrei tornare indietro e dirle che un qualunque olio andrà ugualmente bene” propose sperando che Arthur would withdraw from its obvious purpose of giving torture the poor girl who had the misfortune to have enough spirit to respond in kind.
"I do not think" contradicted him "Now we're going to boot camp and then the blacksmith, and you'll keep away from her"
"Maybe you're exaggerating, & ldquo , before he could continue Arthur had turned abruptly and ended up slamming against Merlin was "Ouch!" hurting a shoulder in the collision with the armor, but Arthur did not budge or he lamented, as if he had just suffered an attack of a gnat.
"Are you hurt?" Asked in a curious expression, leaving Merlin puzzled by the question.
"Well ... a little '" he said, still dazed.
"This should teach you to pay more attention to my orders and keep your mouth shut," he concluded with satisfaction.
"Or not to walk behind when they contradict "replied instinctively, close the mouth in a thin line and Arthur looked at him angrily.
irritation of the prince lasted but very little. The training of new riders did well to concentrate on other issues, and Merlin sat on a wooden stool on the edge of the field waiting was over.
Merlin was holding an open hand on the chin, keeping your elbows propped on one knee when Gaius walked over to him.
"Prince looks good mood, "he said before looking down on the young, bored" Unlike you "
" I do not have servants to torture for my pleasure, "said continuing to watch the exercises.
"Torture?" Asked the old man, confused.
"Sometimes I think Arthur is superficial ..." he said with a snort, without moving his eyes "Well, I thought he felt something for Lady Morgana, but she just has shown no longer available about him he lost interest. "
" Maybe now that she no longer needs to win became less attractive in his eyes "the man suggested with a shrug.
"Maybe you're right," he admitted reluctantly, "But not only has lost interest, has become more intractable than usual, as if the change in the character of Lady Morgana bothers him deeply." In truth , Arthur seemed to have lost a precarious balance losing the raw sincerity of Morgana and her sharp view of things "now that he found a maid ... with a few hairs on the tongue ..." he said, softening the definition of "... the poor thing has become its target favorite. "
" You'll see that you get tired soon, "Gaius said, more to reassure him that because he really believed.
"I hope so," he mumbled, getting up from the stool to see that Arthur was dismissing the knights, reminding them to be punctual for training the next day.
The boy helped the prince to rid himself of armor and Arthur pulled the wire mesh, moving his head first on one side and then the other to stretch the bones.
His mood seemed good when he tried to mention the celebrations dell'indomani wanted to know what clothes they were ready seemed annoyed, replied briefly that he would have thought at the time.
The blacksmith had worked on the new sword that Arthur had asked him and he seemed very pleased with the result. Grasped by moving in the air and making it swing to the sides of his torso. With a weapon in his hand was so concentrated that Merlin sometimes thought he might face an enemy even with eyes closed.
try a few lunges over the legs moving quickly and Merlin was held at a safe distance because it's not cutting weapons were never liked. Nor do the other. Arthur said that he would be able to kill yourself falling on a sword or an arrow, and even though strenuously denied, in reality did not doubt that there was some truth in those words.
Prince seemed very happy while talking to the smith who had made his weapon. Merlin had no interest in knowing if the tang of the blade was set at the cheeks of wood or bone - especially considering that did not even know what a shank - or talk about whether it was better to guard with the hilt guard or crusade. Though it could not admit a certain aesthetic beauty of some else, the rest was completely empty stomach for things like straight wire or wire false and had to stay there for very long. Preferably up to last day of his life.
was relieved when Arthur told him he could go, because the wind got up and having to stand still was doing it freeze, and despite the lack of interest Arthur tried to listen carefully as he loudly considerations on his latest purchase, which his servant was carrying in her arms, trying not to think about how much it weighed, but all of Merlin's interest was aroused, rather than by words, by the sudden silence.
Merlino, imitating the prince, he stopped and looked around in the direction in which the other had pointed to. A group of children laughed and played and he was confused for a moment on why Arthur was concerned by a scene so common.
Morgan knew that Arthur was trying to torment her with absurd demands to which expected her to shirk, and as such had every intention of disillusion on his ability to succeed in that infantile persecution.
through the market, quickly passing the stalls, fruit and textiles. His stomach complained about the little food they had managed to scrape itself because Arthur had found yet another ridiculous and time consuming task to be assigned and it was better not to pay attention to certain stalls, because he had nothing but the money had been given for the oil to harness, so it would be even more pointless and silly look at the launch of the fabrics, because his current concerns were very different - even if it was mortifying turn rags worn by those who had found in the trunk of her bedroom. The cloth was worn and not very sheltered, as at that moment, in which the wind had risen and she could not wait to come back and close to the castle within its walls to prevent at least one ailment that would not be able to save the work that Arthur was probably already thinking of custody.
He stopped at a woman selling flowers. He had already procured the oil to the harness at a price slightly lower than what they had done initially, and now only had to give the flowers a different scent. The woman gave her a good price and she was about to turn around and walk away when a gust of wind did give the lace that she had used to tie her hair back and they got up discovering his face disfigured.
Morgana shrugged in response to the chill that went through, trying to ignore the surprised look of the woman behind the counter of the flowers, because she never cared what others think and would not allow herself to do it now, but one of the children playing in the street facing each other with wooden swords and sticks a finger pointed in his direction, shouting "A monster!"
Morgana widened ; the eyes and stomach clenched as he thought that he threw up - even if the stomach was empty. He decided to ignore those words, said it did not matter, though a part of her whispered that they were true because the children never lie, and went off but the children ran to her spot to the company - for their heroic - the infamous monster to kill their momentum and their toy weapons.
"It 's a monster that eats children," said one of them inciting others.
"If the defeat will become knights of the King," cried another.
Morgan tried to talk to them because they leave her alone but they began to talk rather than listen to everyone all the horrible things that the monster would have done them if they had let go, encouraging one another to strike her and she could not do anything other than trying to dodge their wooden weapons while walking around pulling his robe worn until they tripped over a stone and fell to the ground injuring his ankle.
tried to slap away the hand that was pulling her hair and breathed heavily in the panic of not being able to drown their voices with her while shouting "Kill the monster!"
"Go help her," he ordered his jaw tightening and closing the hands into two fists "Quick"
"But ... really ..." Merlin looked at the sword that Arthur was holding and snatched it from the wall so fast that the servant felt burned skin "What are you waiting for? " asked the prince impatiently while the kids surrounding the maid stepped back trying in vain to get rid of their assault.
"For you non-"
"because I think that I could only pity and help to further humiliate her," clarified the vexed by the slow guy "Now go!" ordered pointing in the direction of the servant who was now on the ground.
Arthur clenched his lips and watched the scene where he was standing still. Merlin looked at the girl who came to the rescue quickly and awkwardly, and the kids drove away, raising his voice - by using more than necessary because with so harmless that aspect was not afraid even to children - before you help her up.
Merlin stooped to pick up the rope with which she kept the hair, and seemed to do her duty to insist that the road would have reported them to the castle.
Prince looked around to see the direction in which courses were children, and raised his sword resting on the shoulder before taking a deep breath and set off.
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