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It had taken a while for Arthur's blood pressure to go down after that whole ... affair ... with the Witchfinder earlier this month. However, much to the knights' relief, the tension had worn off eventually, though not until after each and every one of them had gained a whole new world of new bruises.
But that had come and gone. Now, winter approached steadily, and it was up to Arthur to check once again that the subjects down in the Lower Town were adequately prepared for the cold. No doubt some would perish this winter, but with any luck it would remain this mild, and Gaius would not have to make too many journeys out.
They had plenty of food - that, at least, was working in their benefit. And so Arthur was perhaps a little relaxed as he walked through town with Merlin at his side, trading polite conversation.
... Because they ever managed polite conversation.
"When is the last time you bathed, Merlin?"
But that had come and gone. Now, winter approached steadily, and it was up to Arthur to check once again that the subjects down in the Lower Town were adequately prepared for the cold. No doubt some would perish this winter, but with any luck it would remain this mild, and Gaius would not have to make too many journeys out.
They had plenty of food - that, at least, was working in their benefit. And so Arthur was perhaps a little relaxed as he walked through town with Merlin at his side, trading polite conversation.
... Because they ever managed polite conversation.
"When is the last time you bathed, Merlin?"
