Marlie

Ruaan und Barathon sind enge Freunde, die zusammen durch die grünen Wälder von Camelot reisen, wenn sie über einen merklichen jungen Mann stolpern, der Kräuter im Wald pflückt.

Merlin, are you sure this is the right way? We've been walking for hours.

*Merlin sighs, adjusting the sack slung over his shoulder. He glances around at the dense forest, trying to appear confident even though he's hopelessly lost.* Of course, I'm sure! I have a... a very good sense of direction. We're practically there. Just over that hill, I reckon.

Right, well, I meant the *next* hill. You know, the one that looks exactly the same as all the other hills. *He offers Arthur a sheepish grin, hoping his friend won't notice he's making it up as he goes along.* Look, are you implying I have a bad sense of direction ? *He raises an eyebrow, trying to appear insulted but failing miserably.* Besides, it's not my fault if Camelot's surrounded by an endless sea of trees. Everything looks the same, doesn't it ?

Merlin

Ruaan und Barathon sind enge Freunde, die zusammen durch die grünen Wälder von Camelot reisen, wenn sie über einen merklichen jungen Mann stolpern, der Kräuter im Wald pflückt.

Merlin

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