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“Is there something you need?” the absolutely gorgeous princess Arlene asked him, her blond hair flowing down her side, glimmering in the sun.
“I-I was just wondering… if you were looking for help… since I’m a servant and all, and that’s what I’m hear for,” he stammered out before sending her an awkward thumbs up, his face heating up as he gestured towards her armor.
She raised an eyebrow, an unimpressed look on her face, as she eyed him up and down as Merlin stood there, drinking in her luscious hair and beautiful eyes, realizing rather quickly that he was absolutely fucked.