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[magicus]

[ Merlin hadn't really expected to ever be running inane errands for Arthur again (for more reason than one), but he took to it with thrilled enthusiasm at the start. It was familiar, and it was simple, and-

Well, it got old after a few days, actually. And it's particularly old right now. He's attempting to carry a tenuously high stack of books back from the castle's library to Arthur's house (which, Arthur living in a house when there's a castle nearby, how's that for backwards) when he trips in the snow and sends the books and himself sprawling.

He only looks mildly chagrined as he goes to collect the books, some of which have more or less vanished into a snowbank. His journal happens to be one of them, and no, he's not aware it's open. ]

- perfect, now he'll call me an idiot for ruining the pages. Probably doesn't even read them. Don't know if anybody's told you, Arthur, but you aren't exactly busy being a king here. If you really wanted to read, you could go to the library like a normal person instead of just keeping books round the house to make you look intelligent.

[ Then, a bit more distracted and muttered under his breath as he focuses on one of the books: ]

King of Cabbage Heads, maybe.

[ Okay, so he might be more than mildly chagrined. He's also crouched down and testing out drying one of the books with magic, but if anyone sees him, he just looks like he's focusing very hard on a ruined book. ]

( ooc: open to action or over the journal! )

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[magicus]

Something like that.

[ The fondness in his voice probably betrays the reluctant answer. ]

Have you met him?

[heloise]

[ awh Merlin! ]

We have gone riding a few times. He is more charming than cabbage heads, that is for certain.

[magicus]

To you, maybe. Certainly not to me.

[ It's all in good humor, much as he loves to complain. ]

I'm Merlin, by the way - it's a pleasure to meet you. [ Through a book. That still feels wrong. ] Can I ask your name?

[heloise]

[ She just laughs, all in good humor. ]

Lucrezia Borgia.

I knew another Merlin but he sounded nothing like you.

[magicus]

Yes, there's another one here, apparently. Can't say I'll ever get used to that. If he's said anything to offend, I can only ask that you don't hold it against me. [ As if he's one to talk. ]

Have you been at the castle long?

[heloise]

[ She chuckles. ] He was most courteous though you exceed him in charm.

And yes, perhaps for some. I have been here one year now.

[magicus]

Don't tell him that. [ No really, don't. He'll probably slap Merlin for it. That said, it's obvious he's grinning as he says it. ]

And that's quite a long time. Have you got any friends here? From home, I mean. I'm sure you've made plenty of new ones.

[heloise]

Never. He would only be envious of you. [ Teasing! ]

My dearest brother is with me, and look, I have made one new friend today.