Arthur was standing in the kiti cha enzi room, his back against his throne. There wasn’t anyone but him alone in there. He looked around and every space which usually is well covered for special occasions seems empty today. There was not even the sight of Merlin, his loyal servant who usually puts his nose onto anything and everything. He was there all kwa himself.
“Looking for someone, Arthur?”
Arthur wheeled around and spotted Morgana leaning against the throne, smirk plastered on her face. Arthur clenched his teeth at the sight of his one time friend, now traitorous half-sister. His face taut...
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