The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Arthur's crappy mood about being caught awake with nothing but his boxers on last night had been slightly mitigated by the clean-up afterward. Not that that was anything like anybody else's business, thank you very much, and don't mention it.

So if he was mellow and not particularly aggressive during his drill in the salle that morning, that could be squarely blamed on Merlin. Instead, he slid smoothly through his forms, waiting for his student to arrive.

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