“Morning, sire.” He said blandly.
“Merlin!” Arthur growled, instinctively grabbing for his goblet or something to throw at his miscreant servant. “What the devil are you doing?”
“Waking you up, you lay about.” Merlin replied cheerfully. “For real this time, not just a dream you. Granted, you’ve been asleep for eons since that last time; it’s more than time to re emerge into the world. I need your help.”
Arthur frowned. “Dream me…Wait a minute! I was dead! And you – you have magic!”
“Both true facts, even if you’re about 500 years late to the party.” The warlock replied, still not stepping into the room. “Seriously though, I need your help, so get dressed, sire. I will explain the rest when the others get here.”
“Gwen…and Morgana.” Merlin yelped as Arthur balled up a discarded sock and threw it at him, though the article didn’t have nearly the velocity behind it that a metal goblet would’ve. “She’s better now! No more grudges or residual crazy from magic suppression. Plus, she woke up on her own much sooner than you did – Vivianne -her mother, who is also the Lady of the Lake – said something about her not being able to repent if you’re sleeping – so she’s had plenty of time to adjust. And I need all three of you. This is big, Arthur.” The serious tone from his usually annoyingly cheery friend focused the King’s attention like nothing else could, even now.
“Very well.” Arthur replied quietly. “I will meet you in the council room in ten minutes.”
“Morgana. Salazar is *your* great grandchild. Where in the name of Avalon did he get the idea to raise a basilisk in a Chamber under under a school full of children?” Merlin demanded.
Morgana huffed. “Oh no you don’t! He may be related to me, but he had the talent of Parseltongue, which is an offshoot of Dragonspeak, oh *last Dragonlord*!”
“Which means,” Arthur drawled sardonically. “That he is somehow related to *both* of you, and close enough to have inherited traits directly from you.” He eyed the witch and warlock. “What exactly did you two get up to while I was asleep, and is there something you want to tell me?”