#like I love how everyone gets all concerned about how much House stalks and spies on Wilson but I mean IT'S RECIPRICOL Y'ALL THAT'S

[elflady]

only Wilson can start a convo with “I had prison security check visitor logs and phone records” and have it sound like he was just fulfilling his bare minimum duty as a concerned bro

[xiolaperry]

The Piano - Chapter 10

Summary: Belle French and her daughter arrive in New Zealand to an arranged marriage with Gaston LeGume.  Gaston shows little interest in her or her piano and books. However, Mr. Gold is fascinated… (Rumbelling of the 1993 film “The Piano”)

Rating: E for smut, dark subject matter and violence. 

Special Note: There is a forced kiss in this chapter, please do not read if this sort if thing upsets you.

Also available on AO3

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“I lied to you earlier.”

Belle stopped tracing patterns on his back. He rolled over and sat up, leaning against the headboard. Patting the spot next to him, he showed he wanted her close.

“I implied there wasn't anything of yours here. But there is.”

He reached under his pillow and pulled out a small green cloth-bound book. It was “Aesop's Fables,” from her childhood.

“Another lie - no, exaggeration. I can read, just not very well.”

He opened it and traced her name written inside.

“You wrote your name in this one. Belle French. The rest had printed bookplates, this one was in your handwriting.”

He looked up from the book to assure himself that he had her full attention.

“Names are important. They have power. I wanted to have yours, this piece of you, here with me. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it.”

She kissed the side of his neck, forgiving.

“Labhrainn. My name. You are the first in all of New Zealand to hear it. I trust you to keep it to yourself.”

She mouthed the name, enjoying the feel of the syllables on her lips. Labhrainn. Unusual, but it suited him to have an uncommon name.

Her wry smile made her thoughts clear to him. “Don't tease, now. I didn't choose to be saddled with it.”

She squeezed his hand. Sharing a secret was a unique form of intimacy, and she was glad he'd given her one.

Gold snapped the book shut. Belle got up and collected her clothes. He wished their morning together would never end. “You're leaving.”

Her only response was to hold out her wrist so he could help with the buttons on her sleeves. Gold's shirt hung open, his buttons still scattered about the room.

Concerned with how much time had passed, Belle hurried to finish getting dressed. She had lost a few buttons of her own. As she reached to pick up the one she spied on the floor, she knocked it down a knot-hole in the floorboard.

“I need to know. What will you do?”

Belle tidied her hair in the mirror.

“Does this mean something to you?” This woman had changed him. He didn't recognize himself with all this talk of feelings and emotions. She was like a drug, putting him in an altered state. The words just kept coming.

“I already miss you, Belle.” Standing, he reached around her waist and breathed in the scent of her neck. “I'm a difficult man to love. But do you love me?”

Belle stopped fussing with her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face had not changed, but everything was different. What had transpired between them was overwhelming, but she had to get back to Tilly. There was a lot to process, choices to make. It wouldn't do to be impulsive and come to a rash decision after the morning of mind-blowing sex. Not wanting him to doubt that she cared for him, she turned, pulling his shirt further apart to kiss him on his chest over his heart.

Gold was confused. Was this an answer? He studied her face. “Come tomorrow,” he told her with urgency in his voice. “If the answer is yes, that you want us to be together, come tomorrow.”

She put the book on the table next to the chipped cup and left before he could tempt her to stay.

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That morning, Gaston had decided to work in the barn instead of going straight out to the new property. When Tilly’s shouts reached his ears, he'd returned to the house in time to see Belle leave and an angry Tilly stomp away. Belle didn't even notice his pursuit in her rush.

He crept up to the cottage, a hunter stalking his prey. From the bottom of the porch steps, he could almost make out Gold's quiet murmurings. When the slapping and scuffling noises began he advanced to the window without making a sound. He saw Gold and his wife in a passionate embrace. He reeled, dropping to the porch, his back sagging against the wall. The muted sighs, moans, and breathless sounds of pleasure paralyzed him.

Anger and curiosity trapped Gaston between them. Curiosity won. He looked again. Gold was on his knees under the cage of her hoops. Belle ripped at her clothing, yanking off her corset. He grimaced at the sound of fabric tearing.

Gaston continued to play the voyeur. With Belle's eyes closed, swaying like she might fall over, she'd never notice him. Gold was intent at his task between her legs, licking and kissing. Then he stopped, and Gaston darted back. He heard Gold tell Belle she was delicious. He knew men sometimes did this sort of thing, they told bawdy jokes and stories about it. But the idea of kneeling before a woman, worshipful, did not appeal. Although Belle was enjoying herself, if the loud panting was any sign. He peeked again, and yes, Gold had returned to his ministrations. Did he enjoy doing that?

After Belle had tensed like she'd been struck by lightning, she helped Gold to his feet, then ripped his pants off. He hadn't realized she was such a wanton. Gold's stiff cock answered his question, he'd obviously enjoyed the time spent on his knees. He observed that the man was well endowed, then chided himself for even noticing such a thing.

Realization that he was in a vulnerable position came to him. Granny or those Maori could show up at any moment, and he didn't want to be caught spying. Besides, they'd moved to the bed, which he couldn't see without sticking his head in the window. They'd notice that.

A black cat butted against his hand, looking for affection. Irritated, he swiped at it, causing it to run off hissing under the house. There was just enough room for him to follow. And a knothole in the floorboard to make it easier for him to eavesdrop. The panting and moaning were endless. How long did this act take?

A period of relative silence followed. Gold spoke some nonsense about books and names. It was difficult to pay attention; he was getting uncomfortable, and he was certain a spider was walking across his hand. A button dropped through a knothole nearby. At last, Gold asked something important.

“What will you do?”

After Belle left, Gaston did not go straight home. He needed time to think. What would Belle do? Her actions tomorrow would answer the question. Maybe this was to be a single occurrence, to show her gratitude for the return of the piano. For now, no one else knew. That was the most important thing. People would mock and laugh if they found out. The secret must be kept. As long as she didn't go back, everything would be fine.

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That night, Belle was giddy. How did couples get anything done when there was such fun to be had? Her first lover ought to be ashamed of himself. He had either known nothing about a woman's body or just didn't care.

Trying to calm down, she asked Tilly to read her favorite book aloud. She saw Mr. Gold's – no, Labhrainn's – expressive face on the prince, herself on the princess. When they got ready for bed, Tilly brushed Belle's hair. Unable to contain her high spirits, she grabbed her and tickled. The two rolled around, laughter ringing through the house.

Pleased with her mother's good humor, Tilly demanded a shadow puppet story. Belle acquiesced. Now the sorcerer was not evil like everyone assumed. He was only lonely, and the princess he'd stolen away fell in love with him. Tilly applauded this romantic development. Belle hoped Tilly’d be as enthusiastic about her mother’s romance after she’d had time to process it.

In the next room, Gaston paged through a book on botany, eyes not seeing the pages. His jaw clenched, and his neck was stiff. When he could no longer take the sounds of happiness that assaulted his ears, he took his axe and went outside to chop wood until the window of the bedroom darkened.

Long after Tilly fell asleep, Belle replayed the morning's events. She wondered if Mr. Gold would enjoy her mouth on him to completion. The next day could not come fast enough.

After breakfast, Gaston announced he was continuing his task of building a fence on his new acreage. As soon as he was out of sight, she instructed an irritated Tilly how to spend her morning. She was upset about being left behind again, but they didn't have as much of a confrontation as yesterday. She had to teach her boundaries. It would be difficult for Tilly to understand, but she was a bright and loving child. Given time, she'd realize Mr. Gold hadn't stolen her place in her heart, he'd expanded it and there was more than enough room for them both.

She hurried along the path. Brimming with happiness, she wondered what he would do when he saw that she had come back to him. There was much to discuss, which would be difficult, considering he didn’t sign and had a hard time with reading. But sometimes she felt as though he heard her in his head. He would understand that she wanted to be with him, wanted the three of them to be a family. She and Tilly could teach him sign language and help him with his reading.

As she raced past a grouping of trees at the edge of Gaston's property, the man himself stepped directly in front of her. Shocked, Belle stopped short and almost tripped. Gaston's face was blank, his eyes empty. She decided in an instant to keep walking, acting like nothing was amiss. But he followed her, grabbing her arm and wrenching her back to him. He did not speak. Pulling her hair, he kissed her hard, bruising her lips. There was no affection, only dominance, a show of power.

Belle’s heartbeat roared in her ears. She kept her mouth clenched shut and did not fight back. Her jaw ached from the effort. When he stopped to breathe, she shoved him with all her strength and ran away. Gaston was faster. He caught her, and she clung to a stout tree branch, kicking at him as he pulled. The rough bark dug into her hands.

“Maaammmaaa!” she heard Tilly call from a distance. She was coming up the path. Relief at Tilly's disobedience brought tears to her eyes. “Mama, Aunt Cora is looking for you!” At the sound of her voice, Gaston froze. Belle gathered her composure; Tilly must not see them like this. Gaston took her arm and marched her back to the house.

“There you are,” said Cora as they came into view. Her sharp eyes noted Belle's pale face and Gaston's grim mouth. “We were just stopping to thank you for allowing Tilly to be a part of our little play. And, I know Gaston would appreciate having an enjoyable meal for a change, so we wanted to invite you to dinner for Christmas.”

“Thank you Aunt, we will attend. However, we are very busy. Don't let us keep you.” He walked straight past her to the woodpile and cut lengths of board. His axe hit the mark each time despite his speed and wood split with a crack.

“Well, I never saw such rudeness.” Cora stalked off to where Regina was waiting with the horses when it became apparent Gaston was ignoring her.

The rest of the day Belle lay on the bed. When Gaston started hammering planks over the windows she covered her ears, the sound of the nails in the wood like clods of earth falling on a coffin. He finished his work with a wooden bolt on the front door, enabling him to lock it from the outside. That would keep her home. She would not go back to Gold.

Tilly sat next to her mother. “You shouldn't have gone to Mr. Gold's house again after he returned the piano and books. I don't like it, and neither does Papa.” Why did Mama want to spend time with him without her? Mr. Gold was nice, and she liked his cat, but it wasn't worth getting into trouble. Calling Gaston 'Papa' was the best way her child's mind could conceive of how to get back at her for causing this upheaval. Belle ignored the ploy and closed her eyes.

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5 Times Eggsy was Totally Oblivious, and 1 Time He Wasn’t by @haywirecompass (heyitslee) for @breathtakinglybrutal [merhartwin 2k T] For all that Eggsy is completely gone on his two mentors, when faced with their advances, he's a lot less observant than a Kingsman agent should be. Eventually, though, he realises just what is going on.

A World Of Honour And Of Reverence by @childishzombiejellyfish (Damned_Writers) for @annaofaza [hartwin 50k M] Featuring a small host of heroes, villains, scheming politicans, arranged marriages, dubious morals, swordfights, betrayal, forgiveness, and far too many people who are idiots when it comes to matters of the heart. I'm sad to say there are no snakes or spiders, unless we count peoples personalities as such.

At the Bottom of a Bottle by @hartwinorlose (mitslits) for @mustardprecum [hartwin 7k T] Harry is assigned the worst possible mission: He has to attend Alcoholics Anonymous. It isn't fair, Merlin. He'll die. He's not made to be sober.

Blind Dates Are the Best Dates by @fanciesofanenglishmajor (lifegivingwords) for LadyEmrys [merwin 2.5k G] Eggsy is being set up on a date. Everything doesn't go to plan.

breaking new ground by @tastymoves (Sway) for @arlessiar [hartwin, merwin, merlahad, merhartwin 15k E] “For the time I’m away, I’d like to put Merlin in charge.” |“In… charge of…. me?” Eggsy’s mouth goes dry. "As in…” | “As your Dom, yes.” | Eggsy is on denial. Harry is called off to a mission. Merlin is put in charge.

Breathe with me by @madpineapple for @thegeekylibrarian [merlahad 4.4k T] It takes a moment of shared relaxation to know one man's heart.

Bugger It by @reeperwriting for @technopat3 [hartwin, merlahad, merhartwin 12k NR] Harry was bored.  Not in an average spent-too-long-on-holiday bored, but more of a let’s-stalk-the-neighbors sort of bored. He has been sentenced to house arrest, courtesy of Morgana and her entire staff at the medical bays of well-meaning (but clearly uneducated) nurses and doctors.  And therapists.  And the R+D department.  And Merlin.  And Arthur.  Bugger them all.

Dance Me to the End of Love by @anarchycox for @roseforthethorns [merlahad 13.5k T] It is the 1920s and the realms of magic have decided it is time to shut most of the doors between their world and ours. Humans no longer deserve or even want what they have to offer. They no longer believe in magic. But fae Eggsy disagrees. He loves people madly and he is determined to give them one last gift before he is forced to depart.

Dipped in Ink by @fand0mfancies (Kez) for @hartwinorlose [hartwin 6k M] The scars Harry carried as a Kingsman, had rarely bothered him. This latest scar however... However, getting it covered, proves somewhat more difficult than he'd been hoping...

Finding Home by @roseforthethorns​ for @haywirecompass​ [merhartwin 2.1k T] Without realizing it, Eggsy started to fall in love. What he didn't know is that Harry and Merlin were falling in love with him too.

five times they shared a bed as friends (and the one time it was more than that) by @sherlocksbuttonhole for @withinmeloveresides1 [hartwin 5k T] "Your files say you’ll find a double room acceptable at the location?” Merlin says. | Harry ignores the look Merlin throws him over the rims of his glasses, “yes, we might as well save the company some money when we’re comfortable enough to share.”

For the World by @ataraxetta for @faedreamer [hartwin 1.6k M] It's been a while since Harry and Eggsy have seen each other, and there's no reunion too sweet.

For they have the same hiding place by @sassafrasx for @thesilverqueenlady [hartwin, merlahad, merhartwin 9k E] Harry doesn’t think much about it at first. Doesn’t think much of anything at all beyond the way the sun glints off Eggsy outside a police station, the stubborn, contained belligerence in his body, how Harry can’t help but smirk a bit as he tilts his head in consideration. This will be fun. Eggsy turning out to be the changeling son of the faerie queen herself is a bit more fun than Harry had bargained for.

Front Page Heroism by @galahadthelate (mentalstrainatdawn) for @pomegranatepusher [hartwin 7.5k M] Fearless reporter Eggsy Unwin keeps getting himself into scrapes but luckily the mysterious gentleman superhero known as Galahad is always there to save him. This time, however, a darker plot leaves a famous super villain dead and it's up to Eggsy and his coworker Harry Hart to solve the mystery.

Harry and Eggsy, snapshots of two spies in love by @paxdracona for @galahadthelate [hartwin fanart G] Here be drawings! Featuring domestic Harry and Eggsy fighting together; digitally this time. Also: same-age Hartwin in a magic au

i get along without you very well by @hisreindeerjumper (reindeerjumper) for @mamaliza [merlahad 4k T] Merlin and Harry, as far as Eggsy is concerned, are two of the biggest idiots he's ever met. For being two of the smartest people he knows, he can't believe that he has to play matchmaker to two mutually pining adults. Luckily for them, Eggsy is willing to do what he has to for their happiness.

i hope we never meet again by @takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin (Blackbeyond) for @ilokheimsins [hartwin 2k T] Harry and Eggsy attend the Hart Family Reunion. They're the two top spies at Kingsman, they should be able to handle dealing with Harry's family for a few hours. It'll be a breeze! Spoiler: It is not, in fact, a breeze. aka the fic where Eggsy looks fine as hell, Harry needs more whiskey, and Cordelia Hart is having the time of her life.

i wanna take you (for all that you got) by @futuredescending for @childishzombiejellyfish [hartwin, roxelle 15.5k E] “Last night, a painting was stolen from the gallery at which you’re employed. Records indicate your security card was used during the time of the theft, and your fingerprints were found all over the scene. Suffice to say, Mr Unwin, you’ve just become our primary suspect.”

I will protect you from all around you by @lady-mephistopheles for 100ottersonaplane [hartwin 4k T] They had been together from that moment at the airfield, but their life wasn’t really idyllic. They didn’t really sleep together, or in one bed, for that matter, because of Harry’s very violent and very, very frequent nightmares. More often than not, Harry woke up from them screaming and not able to fall asleep afterwards.

Idyll of the King by Ellipsical for AnneWriothesley [hartwin 6k E] For AnneWriothesley and their truly excellent prompt: What does post mission look like in this relationship? Do they have habits when one agent comes home, or is this unique? Is it sweet? Hot? Desperate? Chill? Sad? How do they respond to each other now that they're back together?

In Which Eggsy Makes Some Assumptions by @mamaliza (Schuyler) for @marveliciousfanace [merlahad, hartwin, merhartwin 3.9k E] Eggsy turned on the charm with the smile that he knew made Harry weak. “Come on. You like Merlin. Would it be that bad to spend a week with him on a yacht?” | “I like Merlin. That doesn’t necessarily mean I want to pretend to be his husband.” | Out of the corner of his eye, Eggsy saw Merlin flinch.

Into My Faith by sarkany for @eggsy-youcheekytart [hartwin 2k G] “What do you mean he’s quit?” Harry asked, feeling the new scar on his temple flare into fresh pain. Out of all the possibilities he had calculated during his long convalescence in Kentucky and then recalculated during the flight back to London, he hadn’t thought that Eggy would be gone. Angry, hurt, betrayed, welcoming, grieving, but not gone. Never gone.

It’s A Hart Knock Life by bluepatootieme for @tastymoves [hartwin 3k E] In the thirty years that Harry has been an escort, he’s confident that he’s seen and encountered everyone and everything. The universe, however, had other plans. (In short, Harry has attracted a clingy-borderline-stalkerish customer. And for some reason, his attractive and extremely nice neighbor gets mixed in.)

Kill Streak by @thegeekylibrarian for @deepdarkwaters [hartwin 2.7k T] Harry takes on a Russian kingpin with help from Merlin. At the end of the mission, Eggsy's waiting for her.

Kingsman Gymnastics by @withinmeloveresides1 (withinmelove) for @lady-mephisopheles [hartwin 8.5k G] Eggsy is an Olympic gymnast training under the elite coach Harry Hart.

Leave Your Mark by AnneWriothesley for @paxdracona [merhartwin 5.5k E] It's been a long day for everyone. Eggsy's trying to pick himself up, Harry is bored to the point of being dangerous, and Merlin is just trying to hold everyone together. Fortunately, they work it out and the day ends far better than it started.

My Soul Calls for You by @marveliciousfanace (AgentStannerShipper) for @fand0mfancies [hartwin 19k E] Normally Eggsy wouldn't give a shit about werewolves, but Kingsman just might be the solution to getting rid of Dean for good. The only thing standing in his way is the Alpha: one Harry Hart, who is an absolute dick...and surprisingly alluring. Harry just wants to keep his pack safe and not make the same mistakes he has in the past. And Eggsy Unwin isn't the only one making things very difficult for him. But still. It's mostly Eggsy.

Of bruises, love letters and song lyrics by @agent-eggy (BakaDoll) for @sherlocksbuttonhole [hartwin 10k T] The Agents get sick of watching Harry and Eggsy pine for each other, so they decide to take matters into their own hands. Meanwhile Lee watches from the sidelines as they all fuck up spectacularly (and wonders why a group of grown-ass men is so invested in his son's lovelife), Roxy tries to make Eggsy ask Harry on a date, and Harry and Eggsy just want some peace and quiet to figure out what this thing they have is.

(Physical) Therapy by @galahard for @fanciesofanenglishmajor [hartwin 13.5k M] Prompt: Harry is a survivor of V-Day. He is assigned a physical therapist who is supposed to get him back to normal. Their increasing interactions and sexual tension become the shining light in Harry's life.

Regrets, and Other Broken Things by @pomegranatepusher (intotheblue) for Knowmefirst [hartwin 5k T] Coming back from the dead is rarely uncomplicated.

Seige Perilous by @concernedlily for @ataraxetta [hartwin 13k E] It was a normal Friday night: Harry had charmed open the locked gates of Hyde Park and was carrying on an enjoyable argument with one of the ancient ashes there, a discussion that had been going on since it was a mere sapling.

Small Conveniences by @litindecency (kissingandcrying) for @sassafrasx [hartwin 4k E] Harry and Eggsy bump into each other. They’re both only semi-decent spies.

Spies and Tailors and Dragons, Oh My! by @thesilverqueenlady (TheSilverQueen) for @flarewarrior [hartwin 3k G] Because Harry Hart is a drama queen, he crashes his own bloody funeral with a parachute and an open rainmaker and a great big eye patch, like some sort of pirate Mary Poppins drifting down to grace the mortals with her presence.

Ten Conversations by @deepdarkwaters for @futuredescending [harroxy 5k E] The first major interaction Roxy ever has with Harry is when they're assigned on a long-term undercover mission together, posing as a romantic couple. This is fine. 

The bartender and Mr. Superhero by @cosenangel for @theanisplanet [merwin 2k T] They met at a speed dating event. One of them was a Superhero in disguise and the other was a bartender. Dating a superhero wasn't as easy as comic books made it to be.

The Battle at Stonehenge by @paxdracona for @reeperwriting [hartwin fanart G] Here be art! Strange occurrences have been reported at a rather conspicuous place. Harry and Eggsy go to take a look, but it might prove to be not such an easy job.

The Legend of the Night Sky by @flarewarrior for @litindecency [hartwin 24k T] Harry has returned to the Hero force after a gunshot wound altered his superpowers. Merlin finds him a partner to help.

The One Where Merlin Will Eventually Weaponize A Dildo by @ilokheimsins for @elletromil [hartwin, roxlin 5k E] Eggsy works in a sex toy shop, Harry buys way too many dildos in way too short a time span, Merlin is not very helpful, and Roxy saves the day. Or at least saves Harry from himself.

The Study of Love (Is Not for One) by @technopat3 for @cosenangel [hartwin 3k E] Eggsy, a student at Kingsman Preparatory Academy, walked into the wrong classroom. Embarrassed, he was about to leave until he noticed the teacher, Professor Harry Hart. Now he doesn't want to leave.

The Taste Of Honey by @arlessiar @hisreindeerjumper [merlahad 10k G] What Merlin thinks of as Harry simply having a bad day quickly turns into a nightmare of pain, guilt and uncertainty and a throwback to memories that both of them had problems to cope with.

the way you turn the world around by @annaofaza for @missbeckywrites [hartwin 22k M] After dropping out of the Marines, Eggsy meets someone. He knows his mum and soon-to-be little sibling need him, that he needs to find a job, that he needs to dodge Dean's suspicions and blows, but for now, he's got Harry Hart. If only that were enough. 

The Yellow Spirit by @mustardprecum for @takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin [hartwin 7.5k M] With the kingdom cursed and the people falling ill, only Harry Hart can find a creature that might save them all. Now if only he knew where it lived or what it looked like.

There isn’t One Person in the World by @eggsy-youcheekytart (0ut0f_MyMind) for bluepatootieme [hartwin 8k M] “I’ll see you later in the day, then?” Harry asked, finally ready and with his work bag in his hand. Eggsy felt a surge of emotion and he could almost feel his heart swell, the moment so domestic and he had the sudden feeling that this was something he could get used to.

This could be everything by @elletromil for @anarchycox [merlahad 10.5k G] Be they gamers, ghost hunters, retired spies turned detectives or fairy tales characters, Merlin and Harry always meet and fall in love. This is their love story told through the universes.

This Much is True by @missbeckywrites (missbecky) for @concernedlily [hartwin 3k T] "You know people don't get us, right?" Eggsy says. Harry knows this is true, but he doesn't care. He has a good life now, one he wouldn't trade for anything; as far as he's concerned, the sacrifices he's made to get here are all worth it.

Try Lullabies by @theanisplanet (kettlepillow) for @agent-eggy [hartwin 7k E] Lee Unwin's last request sounds simple: 'Take care of Eggsy. Win his heart.' Harry soon realizes it's the toughest mission of his life...

What a Way to Make a Livin’ by Scandalmuss for Ellipsical [hartwin 12k E] A boring recon mission for Arthur, aka Harry Hart, gets a lot more interesting when his young boyfriend, Galahad aka Eggsy Unwin gets brought in to assist.

what i’ve been looking for by @breathtakinglybrutal (biacnaib) for @madpineapple [roxlin 3k T] When Merlin had kissed Roxy goodbye it was supposed to be an ordinary mission. When Merlin had pulled her close he thought that he would be able to do that again in a couple days. When Merlin had inhaled her scent, he never imagined that he would have to hold on to that memory so desperately. But when Merlin saw Lancelot’s feed go dark he suddenly wasn’t so sure anymore.