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Posted on February 18, 2012 at 06:24:31 PM by arthur & pendragon
“Draco?” the King said, sounding surprised, as the doors to the hall opened to reveal the blonde-haired man beyond. Arthur had not seen the other man since the rescue mission in the labyrinth, and since Thoth was now around the age of seven, that was quite a long time ago. As ever with Draco, little about the man had changed. Arthur opened his mouth in order to invite his visitor to take a seat, or have some wine, but was interrupted as Draco launched straight into the purpose for his visit. Disguising the small smile that the jumble of quickly-spoken words summoned, the King listened as the request was made. After Draco’s first sentence, Arthur opened his mouth a second time in order to say “of course, which land would you like?” but again was cut off as the blonde man ploughed on. Finally, the visitor stopped speaking, and Arthur allowed himself to smile encouragingly from his place in his seat, one arm rested upon the wooden table before him. “Ily Moor is yours,” the King said simply, “there is no charge, just try and keep yourself out of trouble? Please?”  |
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