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This is a modern hari arwen, set in the kingdom of Camelot and surrounded sejak all the characters from the series. Only the names of the characters, the kingdom it is set upon and the roads and buildings are based on the series. Everything else is modern ... it's a fictional story and hope everyone like it




    Guinevere has a headache. She is working on a solution to a problem since morning, and so far the solution has been eluding her. The point of sale counters in the mall have all suddenly malfunctioned and she is running out of time to get them all in operation. She looks...

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    Noises outside the bedroom door wake them. Morgana is home. Gwen just gives an exasperated sigh and cuddles back into Arthur’s arms, unconcerned. Arthur lays awake, refusing to go back to sleep until he knows that they are selamat, peti deposit keselamatan from an attempted intrusion. He stares at the ceiling. I don’t hear any talking; her friend must not have come in with her. Bathroom door? Yes, running water. And that’s the toilet. Please, please, please. Good. I’m sure that was her door. Thank God.
    He looks down to see Gwen looking up at him, watching...

*The Once and Future Queen*

Gwen: Why are anda doing this?
Arthur: I fear that people respect me just because of my title.
Gwen: I don't believe that's true of everyone.
Arthur: Would anda tell me if it were?
Gwen: No.
Arthur: When I'm competing as William, my tajuk doesn't matter, nobody gives me any special treatment. So, when I win this tournament, if I win this tournament, it will be because I deserve it. Not because I am Prince Arthur
Arthur: I think I'll take a bath.
Gwen: That might be difficult, seeing as I don't have a bath tub.
Arthur: Really? Perhaps anda could prepare me a bowl of hot water....

Part 32: link


    Being Friday night, parking is troublesome. Lance finds a place for his Citroën a ways up the block, and Arthur piggybacks on the spot, squeezing his motorcycle in sideways in front of Lance’s car, the front tire on the sidewalk.
    “Arthur, you’re going to get a citation,” Gwen cautions, but Arthur seems unconcerned.
    “Nice motorbike,” Lance komen-komen as Gwen once again stuffs Arthur’s jaket away.
    “Thank you. Her name is Morgana,” Arthur says, sweeping his arm grandly.
    “Morgana?...