"Not a word, Morgana," Arthur warned a fraction of a second too late to actually stop her from giving her opinion. He wasn't ready to think about it, much less face it head on that his--that Merlin and then Lancelot. Arthur squeezed his eyes shut and sank down onto the bed, glaring hard at the floor.
He wasn't idiotic enough to think there had been pressure on either side for it. Lancelot was far too...Lancelot and Merlin was well, dimmer than an unlit candle came to mind, but regardless they had been