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I've been wondering, Scorched.

[ Arthur has been training since before the sun rose: it's visible in the flush across the bridge of his nose, the way his blond bangs are sticking dark to his temples, the slouch of his usually straight-backed posture. But he needs a break, a distraction from his own mind, from the questions that have been plaguing it without concrete answer. ]

Say that the Door started — temporarily — working the way that all doors should, and we could all trip merrily back to our own worlds.

[ A breath, considering whether he's really going to ask. Despite his slightly laconic tone, he knows how depressing some of the answers he'll get will be. But he still wants to know: ]

Would you stay here in Anatole?

Or would you go home?

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Sometimes, yes.

[ it's hard to put into words. gwen's silent for a moment. ]

The people I love are happier here, it seems.

You have no obligations. It should be a choice based in what you want.

And if I want people to be happy?

[ because gwen ever puts herself second, even in this. ]

Not everything in our future is so terrible as that, you know.

You've both only shared with me bad. There must be good to temper it, I know, but I think of what you told me and...

[ and wonder how things went so awry. but gwen holds her tongue, because that seems too harsh a summation of things she does not wholly understand. ]

There's good. There's—

It is not fair of me. To make me fear your future so. I apologize.

You needn't apologize for it. You warned me of what was to come, and I am grateful for that.

Nevertheless. Your life is far more than that one thing.

[ A pause, as he tries to think of something he can tell her that won't lead to really awkward places. ]

You brother, Elyan. Is a knight of Camelot.

[ Yeah, that'll do nicely. ]

Alongside Sir Lancelot, of course.

[ when she answers, there's transparent happiness in her voice. ]

He always wanted to be a knight. That must have been a very happy day, when you made it so.

[ An unseen grimace. ]

An eventful day, really.

[ Lotta swords smacked on shoulders. He'd even knighted Percival, who he'd really only just met. But somehow he thinks maybe he'll just not tell her that. It's the truth, and it's cheered her, those are the important things. ]

And he lives in Camelot now?

[ so she can see him always, like a proper family. that's certainly something to look forward to. ]

Of course.

[ Let's not mention that lately Gwen doesn't. ]

Then perhaps there is much to look forward to. It would be so good to see him again.

Still. I think you have a better chance for happiness here. There's your smithy, after all, and—

Sir Lancelot, when he returns. With nothing to keep you apart.

There is a smithy in Camelot. And...

[ there's a moment of silence, hesitation. ]

And what is between Lancelot and myself shall never be so simple, even here.

No?

[ Arthur tries to keep the bitterness from his tone, but it seemed pretty damn simple to him. ]

You are the first and foremost thing in his life. He trusts you unconditionally. Surely that's not really that complicated.

[ and it would have been once, but arthur pendragon and that great sweeping destiny had a way of making things more complex than they had any right to be. ]

It is. Perhaps it should not be, but it is.

[ w e l p, backing out of this conversation quick smart. ]

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