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As a boy Arthur had thought being king would be a grand adventure, he and his knights would travel the land having adventures and saving princesses. As he'd grown he'd learned otherwise, but still expected to have certain freedoms.
And now here he was, being told in no uncertain terms to close off his heart, to do what was expected and not what he thought was right.
"It's what your father would have done." How he was growing to hate those words, words that were sending his knights to their deaths. But no more, not if he could help it.