Of Chivalry and Revenge by Celeste Baxendell EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Morgana had always known this day would come. Arthur would
never be content to let her live out her exile in peace. To be fair,
Morgana thought peace was overrated anyway.
“Merlin? Merlin!”
She had expected more than just Lancelot though. She had expected the
whole army.
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“I’m afraid Merlin isn’t here, Lance. Just me.” Morgana’s voice was
rough and rasping, scratching her throat thanks to its disuse. Lancelot’s
head whipped around, eyes widening at the sound. She lifted her hands, and
with a short incantation, the illusion spell hiding her and Lake Ler from the
rest of the world fell.
Lancelot jerked on the reins of his horse, sending his steed stumbling
back. A whinny ripped through the air as Morgana appeared out of nowhere
before them.
There were only two things Morgana could say she loved in this world.
Herself and magic. What more did an exiled witch need?
She grinned as Lancelot huffed and looked down at her. Morgana would
have said Lancelot looked exactly as she remembered him, but she couldn’t
really recall him all that well. She had a hazy, general recollection of him
like she did most things from before her exile. Tall, strong, a light tan to his
skin and warm brown hair that curled slightly at his ears. He’d always been
in the background, either with the knights or her brother and his fiancée.
Wife, now, she supposed.
He narrowed his eyes before shaking his head and looking around
again. “Morgana, where is Merlin? Please. It’s urgent.”
“You haven’t heard?” Morgana forced her grin to grow even bigger.
“Merlin’s dead. Has been for over a year now. If he were still here, he’d be
hurt to learn he’s such an afterthought to Arthur. He had to settle for having
me as his only mourner instead.”
Morgana had actually preferred it that way. Better that no one had seen
her cry—especially not over Merlin of all people. Her jailer. Her teacher.
The only person she’d had contact with for years. She had complex feelings
about the man. She had complex feelings about everything.
“Did you—” Lancelot shook his head. “No. Not even you are powerful
enough to kill Merlin.”
“It really hurts that you have so little faith in me, Lance.” Morgana
crossed her arms and put on a little pout. It was insulting that he doubted
her abilities so much. If she had tried harder, she was certain she could have
found a way to kill him.
Lancelot’s expression shifted for a brief second, but before Morgana
could figure out what he was searching for when his eyes were on her, he
shook his head. “I don’t have time for this. If Merlin really is gone, then—”
Lancelot’s voice cracked, and he looked up at the sky so Morgana could no
longer see his full expression.
From what she could remember, Lancelot wasn’t that attached to
Merlin. This was about more than just grief over a distant acquaintance.
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