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    Arthur hadn't really given his soulmate much thought, until he beat a peasant with a broomstick and every blow hurt like he was hitting himself.

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    09 Aug 2026

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    The body of a Prince was not like anyone’s. His hand only ever held others in a firm handshake, and rarely without gloves. Sometimes he would raise the delicate hands of noble ladies to his lips for a brief kiss, but it was all out of propriety. He rarely touched others, but what was even rarer was others touching him. The only ones who dared were his knights, and even they only smacked his shoulder or patted his back in friendly roughhousing. Gripping each other’s arms before battle was the most heartfelt touch they exchanged. Lingering soft touches were not done. Any lingering touch on his person could be interpreted as political movements. After all, Arthur’s body wasn’t his own. It never had been. He was Camelot’s first and foremost. Even above his own needs and wants.

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    07 Aug 2026

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    "Did you bring me flowers, Merlin?"

    "Uh, no?”

    Arthur gestured to a spot on the table behind him. “What’s that, then?”

    Merlin slowly twisted around to see what he was pointing at, dread curling in his gut. Primly placed on the tabletop was a bouquet of red roses.

    “Er, someone else must have left them there. I have no idea where they came from,” Merlin lied awkwardly.

    As if on cue, a rose fell out of his jacket pocket and Merlin's stomach dropped a thousand feet beneath the ground.

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    It's Yuletide, the newly appointed Court Sorcerer of Camelot is pining and his magic decides to do something about it.

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    05 Aug 2026

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    "Really?" Arthur asked, brushing the dirt off of him as he glowered at the man. "Again? I had it under control - and we aren't allies!" He added heatedly. Balinor shrugged, looking nonplussed by Arthur's anger as he stroked the dragon's wing.

    "I know." Balinor said simply. "But I promised my son I wouldn't let you die."

    "Your...You have a son?" Arthur demanded. Again, Balinor shrugged. "Why does your son...? Nevermind. Don't save me again!" He snapped, pointing a finger at the man. He turned to stalk back to the horse only for a column of fire to blow past him. The prince jumped. He spun around to tell the man off again but immediately noticed one of the remaining bandits who had been slowly creeping towards him burnt to a crisp. He looked back at Balinor.

    "Sorry."

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    Balinor lives. Arthur will do pretty much anything to get the man to stop saving his life.

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    01 Aug 2026

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    Arthur didn't speak to him for a week after he found out.

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    31 Jul 2026