Part 11:
link Much later, the bar is mostly empty. Merlin comes over to sit beside an Arthur who has pretty much been moping on and off since Gwen left.
“She’s not dead, Arthur,” Merlin says, sitting down seguinte to him.
“May as well be. I’ll probably never see her again.”
“You don’t know that. I saw you walk her out before.”
“Yeah.”
“Did you kiss her?”
“She let me hug her. For a few seconds. I think I may have...
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