Sir Lamorak opened his mouth to respond, before it closed quickly. His eyes were still dancing, but they held an edge to them because Artie had challenged him.
Thankfully, just as something was about to happen, a knock sounded on the door. Sir Mordred rushed to open it, and none other than Merlin was on the other side.
He still seemed a little peeved from the poison charm situation, but the fact that he was here meant he needed something. Probably from Artie.
Relief filled Artie's body since she wasn't wanting to deal with Sir Lamorak right now, and she turned to face him with a smile.
"Merlin. What can I do for you?" Merlin's swirling green gaze looked over her, his face contemplative as he shifted to lean on one of his legs more.
