189 Old Ways

Doevm drummed his boney fingers on the armrest of his throne. He felt along the crack, formed when Arthur had accidentally thrown him at it. He couldn't blame Arthur. It had been less than a year since they had met each other. Accidents were still common; painful, bone breaking accidents. He winced at the memories, but even more annoyed than he had been then, today he was fuming. 'He's late,' he thought. He sent mental commands to his guards, but they had not seen him.

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