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[onceandfutureprat]

[Arthur's been back for a few hours actually, but he's been spending that time trying to reconcile everything that happened at home with what he knows from the Barge. And it's a confusing mess in case you were wondering.]

How long was I gone from here?

If we haven't met, I'm Arthur Pendragon, king of Camelot and a Warden here.

Merlin, if you're still here, I'd like a word with you.

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[youwillgotohell]

[Fuck you forever. She's snapping at him for that.] Is that how you intend to rule, dismissing what you don't agree with?

[onceandfutureprat]

"You aren't my subject or even the ruler of another land. You attack my people and my land, and you show no interest in compromise or peace. I don't owe you an audience."

[youwillgotohell]

You asked for this audience! [She's trying to laugh, to mock him, but she wants to kill him for reminding her that she has nothing.]

[onceandfutureprat]

"It won't happen again."

[youwillgotohell]

See that it doesn't. [And she is turning away because fuck you Arthur, she isn't afraid to turn her back on you. But she pauses and turns back, a smirk pulling at her mouth.]

Give your wife my regards, the next time you run home. I'm sure I'll see her soon.

[onceandfutureprat]

[Arthur stiffened, bristling like a cat in response to that. "I will reign hell down on you if you ever hurt her again, Morgana. I don't care what it takes or where we are."

[youwillgotohell]

You'll try. [She turned again, pushed her door open, and closed it behind her. If she's very lucky, maybe Gwen will come here and save her the trouble of having to find her.]