‘Uther,’ Morgana said looking up from her plate, ‘I was wondering, if perhaps I could maybe, possibly, go on a pilgrimage to my father’s grave’
‘After what happened last time?’ Uther scoffed.
‘But I haven’t been to my father’s grave in over a year, it is not far-’
‘Far enough to be attacked by bandits’
‘But I would have guards with me and Gwen
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Enjoyed it very much:)
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But is this really the end? *Pouts*.
PS. LOVE your icon. lol!
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Unfortunately it is the end, it has been a fun fic to write, but I got to the end point I'd been aiming for so that's it for me (I am someone who starts a fic with the end point in sight- otherwise I'd just ramble even more than I already do :P)
And thanks, it is awesome, made by the very talented sophielou21, it made me giggle so I HAD to snag it :D
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