she moves and it's fire, fire underwater

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Morgana is trying to read in the library by candlelight. She does so for some time, paying little mind to the candle as the wax builds up and dulls the light. Until it goes out entirely.

Annoyed, Morgana looks to the candle—her eyes flash gold—and then the candle is lit again. For the briefest moment Morgana looks satisfied, before surprise and fear move in so fast that she starts and knocks the candle over, spilling wax everywhere as it sputters out again.]

It must have been...

[And now she doesn't even have any matches.]

Comments

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[The noise of his arrival stops her from panicking at a hand. She puts hers over his.] And how can you fare without a servant to attend you at all times?

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

Attending to me? Is that what Merlin was attempting to do?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Isn't it what you keep him for.

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

I thought I kept him for comic relief? Or as an example to the other servants about what not to do. I'll have to have a discussion with him about this immediately.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Because Heaven forbid our servants to not know what we keep them for.

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

What was it you had Guinevere for again?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

To aid me in convincing the king not to follow his most foolish of ideas. Her work is more tasking than the pay for it is great.

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

I cannot argue with the fact that working for you would be far more taxing than most occupations.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

And I shall have to be Merlin's advocate in offering him a rise for his work.