a/n: Shanana! Thanks for reading!
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Thump, thump, thump.
Gwaine cocked his head at the strange sound coming from around the corner. Curious, the knight peeked down the corridor only to find it empty. With a pouty frown he strode down its length, the thumping getting louder until it began to fade.
Backtracking, Gwaine stopped in front of a curtained off alcove and leaned his ear close to the fabric and listened concernedly to the angered mutterings of a familiar voice.
"You've wreaked havoc on Camelot, fought Dorocha, and healed a serket's sting but you're incapable of telling a bedtime story?"
Gwaine slowly backed away from the alcove thinking he should perhaps lay-off the mead.
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