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[thequeenconsort]

[everything is dictated]

My lady?

[there's a soft knock, but the voice retains it tenderness]

My lady, it is nearly midday. I'm afraid if you sleep much longer, the King will not be pleased. Remember, you did promise to meet with him for dinner this evening. It would be best to not keep him waiting.

.. Lady Morgana?

[but for Morgana to remain

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[thequeenconsort]

Merlin?

[a small pause, if only you could see the look on her face right now. his voice is awfully clear for someone who wasn't near her at the moment]

Where are you?

[thequeenconsort]

Another room? But how is that possible?

You don't have to find me! .. Not that I wouldn't appreciate it, because I would! It's just that I don't feel as if I'm in any danger-

[You know what, shut up Gwen. She's quiet for a moment, before she opens the door to the room she was currently in]

1716. My.. name is on the door?

[excalibured]

How nice of you to join us.

[thequeenconsort]

Sire?

[excalibured]

Guinevere. I take it that Merlin has filled you in already?

[thequeenconsort]

Yes, he has.

It's a difficult story to accept, Sire. My mind is still attempting to catch up. I do not think I would believe it if I wasn't here to see it for myself.