The Cursed Box

part one

"What are we even doing here?!" Merlin, exhausted, was dragged out of bed down to the Keep and he still has no clue why! Arthur won't tell him even though he asked many times. The only answer he got was a 'shut up Merlin' or something thrown at his head with a added smart ass comment.

"Since I dont want to hear that question again I'll answer it. We're down here to retrieve a box for my father. But, he didn't tell me what was in it."

"Oh. Bummer. Why d-"

"Ah ha! I found it!"

"Well. Are you going to open it?"

"No... though I do want to..."

"if you're not going to open it, I am." Merlin snatched the box out of the princes hand, and turned around.

"Hey! Give it back Merlin!" Arthur was trying to reach around Merlin for the box but somehow he didn't get it.

Merlin lifted the lid. And, well, was disappointed. The contents of the little box was some dust. Weird. Why would King Uther want a box with a little bit of dust? Merlin turned around again to show Arthur whats in it. The look of disbelief on his face was worth it.

"Why?..."

"I don't know, but what did Uther want you to with the box?"

"Oh. Um. He wanted me to keep it in my chambers for the night and give it to him tomorrow night."

"Well then lets go"