Guinevere

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    Arthur sits by the tent, sipping his water, when Merlin approaches him.
    “Penny for your thoughts?” Merlin asks, slapping Arthur’s shoulder and circling his friend around to stand facing him.
    Arthur looks up at Merlin and seems surprised. “Huh?”
    “You seem deep in thought …”
    “I am? I didn’t realize that,” Arthur says, drinking again.
    “You can lie to anyone Arthur, but not me. I know you too well … what’s on your mind?” Merlin...

    Gwen stretches herself and slowly lifts her eyelids. The morning sun warms up her skin and she can hear the birds chirping outside the window. It’s a beautiful morning and she feels light. Her head feels light as well as her heart. After talking at length with Merlin yesterday, she has learned a great deal about Arthur. And now her heart feels heavy for him, despite her good mood. She feels sorry and wants to help him but she still doesn’t know how. She now realizes that she had jumped to some hasty conclusions about Arthur and now she really does not have any clue...

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    Arthur is still sprawled on his bed when someone knocks on the door of his chamber. He stirs uneasily and listens. The knocks come again, rapidly. Sighing in annoyance at being disturbed in the morning, he rolls to his back and yawns.

    “Who is it?” he calls.

    “Merlin,” comes the answer from the other side of the door.

    “Hmmph. Come in …” Arthur says, throws the sheets aside, and gets up. He rubs his face when Merlin opens the door and walks in, closing it behind him.

    “Merlin.”...