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"You? An Heir? My Arthur?" Arthur softly scoffed before playfully shoving me away, a laugh escaping me from his annoyance. Arthur and I had been friends for ages, more than friends If I could actually say. Sure, he sleeps with other women, I sleep with other men. But we always seemed to find our way back to one another in the end, like a magnetic pull.
"Is it really that hard to believe? Think of it this way. You've been with the new found king more than you can count." It was my turn to scoff from his words. We'd slept together so many times that it's undeniable how attached I'd become to him. Sure, I never once felt jealousy over the other women he's had, because he usually always ends up with me afterwards.
"Oh ha ha your highness. I'm forever at your beck and call." He simply smirked with his usual arrogance that I'd been so accustomed to for so long. But knew who he truly was deep down.
"Good. Because I can't do this without you m'lady" He simply took my hand in his, bringing me closer to him in such a quick manner with a smile upon both of our faces. I couldn't leave him. No matter what.
