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Morgana turned away from the high, barred window and rubbed her arms, chilled and bare. Arthur was sitting in the dirty straw at the very limit of his chains, which kept him a few inches too far away to touch Merlin's limp body. Outside they were putting up the stake.
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- Part 17 of Merlin works
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□()to have a father who'd put you in prison—who'd kill your friends.()Her father hadn't been a wise man, but Gwen had never doubted for an instant, all her life, that he would've walked barefoot on glass to save her a moment's heartbreak.
□"()scolded like children who've misused their toys, and so had them taken away?()"
□()"You ought to go back to bed at once, you look ridiculously dreadful."
"I'm really enjoying sitting, actually,"()"Sitting's underrated."
□()a flicker of gold deep in his pupils()
□()Meanwhile Arthur's face had become almost frighteningly beautiful, the lines of his cheekbones and jaw standing out clearer, stern and unyielding as a statue()
□"()in any just world, you would be a queen and not a servant."
□"()horrible earl()I had to feign fits of insanity to scare off the last one."
□"()turns out Merlin can use magic perfectly well even when the two of you are—busy," she smirked at him, "but I put a couple of extra guards on, anyway. Merlin would have knocked them through two pavilions and straight into the armory, and I don't really fancy being exposed to the half of the camp that would come running."
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Amazing, no words, I've read this a thousand times.
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