From a distance, Arthur watched the condemned Frostsworn being dragged toward his execution. Beside him, Gawain wouldn't stop chattering.
The young noble was positively glowing with admiration, his eyes shining with the devotion of a puppy for its master. He practically orbited Arthur, as if wagging an invisible tail.
Gawain beamed, his smile a touch too eager. "Boss! If it wasn't for you, I'd be a dead man right now! Those desperados would
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