Petrichor (джен)

'Can you fix it?' Arthur rasped, watching Merlin with a desperate gaze. In the months since he and his knights had found out about his manservant's magic, they had all grown to appreciate it. Merlin's power still had to be kept a secret from Uther and his court, but here, among friends and in the privacy of Arthur's chambers, they spoke of it openly.
'The weather?' Merlin asked from where he slumped over Arthur's table. 'That's – that's not small, Arthur.'