“Oh, no, I couldn’t…” Guinevere protests.
“You can and you will. Come on, it’ll be fun!” Morgana argues.
“But…”
“No buts. You realize you have to do what I say, don’t you? It’s part of the job.”
“Yes, my lady,” Gwen bows her head, looking at her feet.
“And I want you to come to the pagbabalatkayo tonight.”
“Very well.”
“Oh, now, don’t be like that. It will be deliciously...
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