Part 1:
link Arthur plants a longing Kiss on Guinevere’s waiting lips as he sets her softly on her feet. He steps back to the door and slides the bolt, locking them in. As the bolt finds its home, they see a line of blue light trace the perimeter of the room, surrounding them like a great bubble before disappearing.
“What was that?” Gwen asks, her voice full of wonder.
“Um, must have been Merlin. He сказал(-а) something about a soundproofing spell and not wanting to unintentionally intrude by overhearing anything. It was...
