To Seraphine's relief, she's able to tame Merlin for a bit.
Considering that he is fond of striking before he thinks, she doubted that their exchange would go smoothly. Seid's threat helped a lot. Actually, his presence alone already did. If it was not for him, she might not even be able to say anything past her greetings since he would have already pounced on her –
Which Seraphine must never allow to happen, especially when Merlin is half-naked.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Tell me what you want," he demanded.
"Oh, how rude. Are we seriously going straight there?" she huffed with an eye roll.
"What else would we be doing-"
"You should put on some clothes first, little boy."
Then, he froze.
This time, it was not the nickname. It's the realization that he's still in his bath towel.
"Wait a damn minute!" Merlin bolted out hastily, extremely flustered.
"My, my," Seid snickered, greatly amused.
