Part 29:
link “Guinevere?” the nurse calls, looking at a folder on a clipboard. Gwen stands, Arthur trailing behind her, clearly feeling out of place in this particular office.
“I’m sorry, sir, you can’t go back there,” the nurse says to Arthur.
“He can’t?” Gwen asks, furrowing her brow. “He’s my husband, I’d really like him to come…”
“Oh! He is? Oh, I’m sorry…” the nurse answers, clearly flustered. She looks at the file. “Pendragon… oh, right,” she mutters,...
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