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murder mortgageee (lancelot returns just ebfore 5x11, for the uninitiated 🤣)
Lancelot couldn’t take his eyes off him. In the joy of reunion, all he had seen was Merlin. Same old, like he had said. But now, in the sharp light of morning, he couldn’t unsee the ways in which he had changed. His broader shoulders, the sullen blankness in his resting expression where once there had been bright interest. Where he had once worn fragility like camouflage, he now wore strength like a shield. Or was it a cage? Even his voice was lower, and had lost its gentle patience.










