Okay, so toi all don't come after me with torches and pitchforks now that I've finished "Fire," I have a new giftie for toi all. This first bit was inspired par the coronation kiss.
“This crown is heavy,” Guinevere whispers into Arthur’s ear. The coronation feast is in full balançoire, swing and with everyone eating they have some time to talk to one another relatively uninterrupted.
Arthur chuckles, telling her, “Yes, in plus ways than one sometimes.” Then he kisses her earlobe lightly before straightening back up. The light caress of his lips makes...
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