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    “Dare,” Arthur mutters in Gwen’s ear, ciuman her neck.
    “Arthur, we are in the middle of a restaurant,” Gwen protests mildly, pushing his shoulder lightly.
    “We’re not in the middle,” he says smirking at her. “I specifically requested a secluded booth.”
    “I thought anda were being romantic, not perverted,” she says, a smile tugging at her lips now.
    “Po-tay-to, po-tah-to,” he declares, waving his hand dismissively.
    Gwen...

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    12:28 p.m. finds Arthur sitting on a park bench beside a bebek pond. He sets a small shopping bag beside him and glances at his watch.
    “Did anda honestly think I would be late?” a deep familiar voice says, a voice that seems to always sound tired atau irritated.
    “No. New watch. I like looking at it,” Arthur says as the other man sits beside him on the bench.
    “Arthur,” he says.
    “Father,” Arthur says back. Both men stare at the pond, not looking at each...

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    Evening gives over to night, and passers-by look with interest through the front windows, mainly at the small group conversing in the leather chairs in the front. Annis has been talking animatedly with Arthur and Gwaine, and the trio make an interesting sight: the older woman, distinguished if a little Bohemian, completely engrossed in conversation with the two punks, who are equally absorbed. Add Guinevere’s sweet form in her red dress, now perched on the arm of Arthur’s chair, his arm around her waist, and people stare as they pass.
    Fifteen...

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    “Gwen, I’m freaking out,” Merlin’s frantic whisper comes through the receiver.
    Gwen sighs. “First, stop whispering. Second, you’ll be fine, I promise. Mr. Gaius is a great person, I promise.”
    “But he’s Will Fucking Gaius, Gwen!”
    “Well, I don’t recommend anda addressing him thusly when anda meet him, but he’s actually very down-to-earth. Not superior atau posh at all. I promise. So breathe.”
    “Okay. Okay. Okay. Leon has ordered me to stay out...

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    While Merlin is having his rather stunned conversation with Gaius, the phone rings at Excalibur again.
    “Calling back to yell at me some more?” Gwaine says into the phone, not even bothering with a hello.
    “How did anda know it was me?” Gwen asks, laughing.
    “Because no one rings here before 10 a.m.”
    “I suppose not.”
    “And I suppose anda want to talk to Drag now,” Gwaine says, trying his hardest to sound forlorn.
    “Yes,...

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    “Let’s see if these guys are any good, shall we?” Arthur asks, sliding his new record from its cardboard jaket and paper sleeve, spinning it between his palms as he walks to the stereo.    “Not too loud, though, I’m trying to rest,” Gwen says from her place curled on the couch. Arthur’s brought her a blanket and a decent pillow, and Iggy has curled himself behind her bent knees.
    “Of course not. The bloke upstairs hates it when I play my musik too loud anyway,” he says, fitting the record on the...