Who: Arthur Pendragon & Guinevere When: Backdated to the weekend! Where: Arthur & Merlin’s home. What: Guinevere comes to visit the invalid! Rating: TBD - probably G, they're sweet and don't swear!
Bed rest. A word Arthur despised, it meant he wasn't allowed to do much, not a pastime that delighted him. At least, however he was home from the hospital and it was far more comfortable. He shared a home with Merlin, a strange circumstance, but at least they had their own space the what to Arthur was a very small dwelling, particularly when his last lodgings had been a royal castle. But he found himself hesitant to begrudge anything that was before him now, his life had hung in the balance and it was a fair amount of good fortune that had saved him, along with modern medicine. He wasn't completely healed, his chest still ached and he was under instruction not to do much of anything for another week or two.
He was learning his way around what was now modern day and for the most part it was rather confusing. But for now he wouldn't attempt too much at once. The refrigerator was one such device he had no idea the workings of, but that it was a marvellous invention, it kept food from spoiling and it meant it was rather easier to fetch it – which, with Merlin currently not home was something he had to do himself. Fresh fruit was most certainly something Arthur liked, accustomed to apples, oranges and some melons, there were far more fruits here. There was far more different kinds of food in general
He was exploring the Kitchen, simply to get out of bed when he head a soft knocking at the door and he went to answer it, not hurrying to do so – just as he'd been ordered to strictly. He'd not been expecting anyone, but he had made it clear to both Morgana and Guinevere they may visit whenever they wished, to ease his boredom whilst he healed.