Bradley James & Sir McCready - BTS Pierrefonds

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    “See bạn later,” Arthur says, kissing her one last time before he heads to his car Saturday morning.
    She watches him walk down her driveway to his car.
    “Stop staring at my bum,” he hollers back at her, and she laughs, busted.
    She closes the door and leans back against it, thinking of how much she enjoys sleeping all night in his arms and waking up with him still wrapped around her.
    Last night she made the mistake of confessing that she was a bit afraid of avocadoes,...

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Two weeks later.

    Arthur enters the royal bedchamber, sighing heavily as he closes the door.
    “Trouble?” Gwen asks. She is sitting at Arthur’s desk, đọc some parchments. He stops to look at her, swathed in the morning sunlight like an angel. The sight of her makes him feel a little better, but his tim, trái tim is still heavy with the news he heard from the overnight patrol.
    “Odin’s men are encroaching on our borders again,” Arthur tells her, dropping his gloves on the bàn before walking towards her.
    “Sit,”...