[ The moment his boots are off, Arthur scoots down on the grass just enough to dip his feet into the water with a satisfied sigh. It soaks through the bottoms of his trousers, but he doesn't much care. It's cooling, where his entire body seems aflame with adrenaline and anger. Calm. Staing calm. ]
Much better.
[ He waits for Merlin to settle, for his words to float about them and melt into an almost forgotten thought, before speaking again. ]
I believe what happened is commonly called treason. If I'm not entirely mistaken.
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Much better.
[ He waits for Merlin to settle, for his words to float about them and melt into an almost forgotten thought, before speaking again. ]
I believe what happened is commonly called treason. If I'm not entirely mistaken.