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-Camelot-


    Merlin sits at the table, idly picking at his porridge. He dips the spoon in, lifts it, tips the spoon, and watches as the gruel dribbles back down into the bowl in a series of wet splats. He glances repeatedly over at Guinevere’s still form as he does this, worry crossing his face.
    “Merlin, are you going to eat your breakfast or just…” Gaius’ voice drifts away from the young wizard as his face goes slack, his staring eyes blank.
    Morgana approaches Helios’ fortress in the morning mist on horseback,...

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British Army Field Hospital, 1942
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“And how are you this afternoon?”

“Not too bad, Nurse. Bored, mostly,” the young lieutenant replies, giving the pretty nurse a lopsided grin.

“Would you like a book, or a deck of cards or something? I’m sure I could dig some kind of diversion up for you,” Nurse Guinevere says, looking over his chart. “Lieutenant Emrys. Hmm. You are due for some medication, my friend.” She makes a mark on his chart and goes to a cabinet at the side of the large ward room filled with bunks.

“Perhaps a book. If you have anything good, that...

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    “That was a very naughty thing you did, Guinevere,” Arthur purrs in her ear in the taxi home.
    “Whatever are you talking about, Arthur?” she asks innocently, placing her hand on his thigh, not so innocently rubbing it with her palm.
    “Telling me during dessert that you aren’t wearing any knickers,” he whispers in her ear, his tongue snaking out to flick at it, nibbling lightly.
    Gwen just giggles, and he moves lower to kiss her neck and down to that bare shoulder. “Are you...

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    Arthur strolls casually and somewhat cautiously up to the doors of the childcare center Friday morning. Some of the children are arriving and he is being subject to all kinds of scrutiny from parents and children alike, but he tries to ignore it.
    Guinevere was right to make me wear a plain t-shirt today, he thinks, chuckling over what these nice parents would think if he was wearing his Sex Pistols shirt.
    He enters and looks around. A young lady approaches him warily. “Can I help you… sir?”
    “Yes,...