Sir Gwaine (
playingsoldiers) wrote2012-10-29 11:09 pm
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Episode tag: The Death Song of Uther Pendragon [for runaway_smith]
Gwaine is nervous. There's something about the castle that's been unsettling, recently, first with the chandelier over the Round Table, and then the axe that had taken a chunk out of Sir Percival's arm. Arthur seems to think them coincidences, but that doesn't change the fact that everyone is watching their backs as they walk around.
He's walking to the hall for council when he pauses, listening intently to the silence. He could have sworn...
Yes, there. Yelling, the sounds of a fight, distant but definite. Changing course, Gwaine breaks into a run, wanting to find out what was going on.
He's walking to the hall for council when he pauses, listening intently to the silence. He could have sworn...
Yes, there. Yelling, the sounds of a fight, distant but definite. Changing course, Gwaine breaks into a run, wanting to find out what was going on.