Part 7 - Arthur's pov

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I didn't think much of it at the time but... the insults that Elsie and Johnathon joking around with reminded me of the ones me and Merlin uses to use. 'Dollop head' and 'Clotpole' sparked good memories and I fell silent as we continued out of the forest. Is there anyway that I could find him and bring him back?... Probably not. He'll hate me now anyway...

I saw Elsie stiffen up as Johnathon told her something I couldn't quite catch. There were tears pooling in the corner of her eyes and she turned back to us and muttering something along the lines of "Hurry up" Before spurring her horse from a trot straight to a gallop. 

Thinking about it, her horse is a black mare with white nose markings... just like the one that disappeared the night Merlin left. I assumed he'd taken it so never had it looked into. I was the last thing I was ever going to do for him... I had to say thank you for all the times he saved my life somehow. But the horse just felt like it wasn't enough...


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