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    “Guinevere? Are toi coming back out?” Arthur calls back. Gwen had gone to use the bathroom. He heard the flush, but she didn’t come back out to the living room.
    “Nope,” she calls back.
    All right, then. Arthur had been further perusing the book and the other materials Gwen had found. He walks back, book in hand.
    Gwen is lying on the bed, now wearing Arthur’s t-shirt. She is staring at the ceiling, Lost in thought.
    “Gwen,” he says, “listen.”
    He...

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    “That was... unique,” Gwen says.
    “What, you’ve never made l’amour on the floor, sandwiched between a sofa and a coffee table, before?” Arthur laughs, s’embrasser the end of her nose. She is lying on haut, retour au début of him, still on the floor.
    “And toi have?” She leans back slightly and raises an eyebrow at him.
    “Oh, yeah, all the time,” he teases. She bends down and nips his earlobe. Then she climbs off of him, picking up her clothes.
    He sits up and stretches his left...

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    They lay together in Arthur's bed, neither speaking. Arthur caresses her back, gently stroking. He holds her hand against his chest. The suivant déplacer is up to her, he thinks.
    Gwen is no longer crying. In fact, she is so still that Arthur wonders if she has fallen asleep. He angles his head down to look at her. She looks up at him, still awake, and he kisses her forehead. Reaching his hand over, he pulls open the drawer and withdraws the packet of tissues and removes one. Arthur lifts her face and gently wipes her tears. She smiles, a...

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    A few minutes later she leaves his lap, helps him clean up, and they wander back to his bedroom. It is relatively early yet, and Gwen puts on Arthur’s t-shirt that she has stolen and Arthur puts on a pair of shorts. She helps him take his chemise off.
    “Can I please leave this fronde off?” He is practically begging. “I don’t have to wear it to sleep tonight, honest.”
    “Okay. But be careful. I’ve been put in charge of toi for the evening, toi know. If I see toi doing anything… suspicious, I’m slapping...

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    Arthur had set his alarm clock for Guinevere, since she has to work again Thursday morning. He has to be back to the firehouse at noon as well, and he wants to make sure he sees her before she leaves this time. He is really getting accustomed to waking up with her in his arms, just as she as getting accustomed to waking up in them. They snuggle under the covers for a bit, whispering, touching, teasing, before Gwen reluctantly gets out of lit and goes to the bathroom and the shower.
    He decides to leave her alone this time so she isn’t...

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    Merlin hurries to Elyan’s house. If I can find the girl now, I won’t need to come up with a way to go with Elyan later, he thinks as he walks. He reaches the house and knocks on the door. Elyan opens it a moment later, candlestick in hand.
    “I had a feeling it was you, Merlin,” he says. He holds out the candlestick. “I was going to bring this with me when I returned to the castle. I saw she had left it on the table.” Merlin takes it.
    “Thank you. She missed it immediately,” he says.
    “Father...

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    This is the longest walk ever. My cœur, coeur is pounding. The wedding wasn’t even this stressful.
    I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. Yet my feet keep advancing, one in front of the other. Towards the front. No. Towards Arthur.
    Focus on Arthur. He is there, he is waiting. My love. My husband. My husband. Oh my God, it still doesn’t seem real.
    Okay, kneel. Do I look up? Do I look down? Straight ahead? He looks so handsome, so… proud? Is he proud of me?
    I...