“I’m telling you sister, something is wrong,” Morgause said and shook her head. “My magic is powerful. Arthur should have been dead by now
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It is cold outside and the wind is blowing the tent with such force that Morgana has trouble sleeping. Next to her Morgause is sleeping with her sword right next to her. It wasn’t a good spot to camp, but the weather changed suddenly leaving them no other option
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