The majority of the stories made the warlock even more agitated then he was. He had set up all of the camp, he was nearly in his bed roll when Gwaine and Percival urged him to come back to help entertain themselves.Īmusing themselves, along with the knights around them they were speaking of how idiotic Merlin was, and mentioning all the times they remember him being odd, dramatic, or stubborn. When the meal was made Merlin was exhausted.
While he made soup, the constant insults from Arthur, the stream of cheeky jokes from gwaine, and the many other lively knights were not helping Merlin's mood either. For he had to make enough to feed the abounding group of knights.
It had been a long hunt, and they seemed to be energized by the idea of one of Merlin's impressive meals. The fire was welcoming to the worn out knights.
