House of мышь Ariel and жасмин interaction

“A legend is sung
Of when England was young
And knights were Храбрая сердцем and bold
The good king had died
And no one could decide
Who was rightful heir
To the throne


It seemed that the land
Would be torn by a war
Or saved by a miracle
Of old
And that miracle appeared
In Лондон town
The sword in the stone...”


The old legend of the sword in the stone was known throughout the land, but it was also forgotten. Many had tried to pull the great weapon from the stone, and all had failed. Thus, the legend had been forgotten and Britain had been without a king for almost twelve years. The lands were divided up and ruled...

The секунда Arthur stepped into the castle, two large Great Danes flung themselves at him, barking madly. They both knocked Arthur off his feet, much to Belle’s alarm, and then, to her relief, began to lick his face, playfully. Merlin smiled.

“Tiger, Talbot!” snapped a large beefy man with red hair and moustache, seizing their collars and snatching them away. Arthur giggled and then looked up at the man, his smile quickly fading. “Now, look here, Wart!” demanded the man. “What’s the big idea of gallivanting off into the woods and worrying the living daylights out of everyone?!”...