Merlin snapped his fingers and rummaged in his pocket, coming up with a small velvet pouch containing a silver and opal bracelet.
"This is for Marian," he said, tossing it out for Much to catch. "I never said I wasn't on your side, but I can't do everything for you. And also, I have a message for Scarlet. Tell him, the moon makes her own bed."
He smiled slightly. "I like you, Much. You have more sense in your head than you give yourself credit for. Don't go running yourself off a cliff, now."