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Sword in Stone

Artie had lived her whole life feeling like a joke. Whether it came to her full name, her parents ‘abandoning’ her and her next door neighbours taking her in, or finding out that her lover was part of a cult and was cheating on her. Said lover then stabbed her. It felt like she just couldn’t catch a break. So when she found herself in a puddle of her own blood, staring up at a fake painted sky, she could only find humour in the situation, and prayed that the next life was kinder. Only she woke up. In the same body, with the same stab wound, only in a world full of magic, swords, and a dead King Arthur? Yup. The round table existed, the knights existed, and so did everyone of legend that she’d heard about as a child. Only it was the beginning of their tales. Nothing had happened yet, except the formation of Camelot, the crowning of the King, and then the sudden death of the King of Legend, King Arthur Pendragon. She would have thought this was another cruel joke if everyone wasn’t wandering around in mourning clothes. If this was a practical joke, it wasn’t a very funny one. Artie was tired. She’d already spent almost a decade working as a police officer, and then a detective, so she felt like she had earned her peace. Especially after all the shit she’d been put through, but someone had different plans. And Artie’s life wasn’t quite done yet. In fact, it seemed like in the eyes of the creatures of this world, this was where she was always meant to be. The time she spent getting her ass handed to her in the other dimension? Just a warm up. And now she was expected to just…go along with what everyone else wanted her to do? Including magical beings who were responsible for taking her from one dimension to another. Artie felt like she was in over her head, even if there were several concerned, attractive knights around her. She wasn’t sure if she was going to run away from all the new responsibilities, or embrace them. She wasn’t a rule breaker by nature, but maybe now was the time to change?

CalyB · Fantasia
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A wizard? An ancient God? Either way, don't make him mad

"Please do not hurt Sir Mordred." Sir Kay voiced behind them, and both Artie and Merlin turned to face the concerned knight. Merlin began to laugh. 

"I would never dream of actually hurting him. Going against Lady Morgan is something I plan to avoid for the rest of our lives, Sir Kay." What he did not say was that he planned to remain in Camelot. He didn't need to. Artie knew he wouldn't remain her forever, the same way everyone else did. They just didn't have a timeline for his departure like Artie did. 

"If that plan ever changes, let me know in advance. I would not like to be there when it does happen." Merlin laughed at Sir Kay's dry response. He turned twinkling eyes towards Artie. 

"I like him. We should hang out with him more." He joked, and Artie chuckled. She wrapped her hand around Sir Kay's wrist as she shifted.