Untrustworthy

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Author: gilli_ann
Title: Untrustworthy
Rating: G
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur, Gwaine
Summary: Merlin is occasionally utterly incapable of shutting up
Word Count: 200
Prompt: 482 'I trust you'
Author's Notes: Canonish double drabble



Untrustworthy

"I trust you to keep completely silent about this," Arthur said as he crawled laboriously out of the mud-trap, Morgause's latest invention to plague Camelot.

"I won't say a word," Merlin promised, reaching out to help Arthur off with his soggy brownish cloak.

Gwaine ran into them as they entered the courtyard. "Whoa there, Princess, you're muddy from top to toe. Even your hair is dripping with it," he exclaimed, clearly horrified at the thought of such misfortune. "Did you stumble into the sorceress' hidden trap?"

Merlin nodded vigorously in confirmation.

"Merlin!" Arthur groaned, staring daggers at his manservant. "So much for secrecy."

"What? I did't say a word! And anyway, it could have been so much worse. Imagine if she'd filled that pit with—"

"Merlin!" Arthur roared, turning to go. "Shut up!"

Merlin ran to catch up with the prince. "Yes, Sire. I can totally do that. Of course. I'm very good at shutting up."

Shaking his head in amusement, Gwaine watched as the two reached the end of the colonnade. Merlin was still nattering on.

"Absolutely. Not a word from now on. Especially not about mud. I'll keep mum. Wild horses couldn't drag it from me. Trust me..."