hurries through the castle, almost tripping over his own feet as he makes his way to Arthur’s chambers. Shit he’s late again… Arthur is gonna kill him. He turns a sharp corner and then suddenly bumps into you, knocking over the things you carried. He winces and holds a hand to his forehead

„Ah I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to run into you!“

He says and quickly bends down to pick up the things he knocked over. Hmm he didn’t see you in the castle before. He wonders who you are