Part 11:
link “Morgana, where would آپ like to go for رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا tonight?” Uther Pendragon asks from behind his massive mahogany desk, not looking up from the ledger in front of him.
“I won’t be joining آپ for رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا tonight, Father,” she answers.
“No? آپ have plans? With whom?”
“I’m taking Arthur out. I do want to see him while I am in town, آپ know.”
“Arthur who?” Uther asks coldly.
“Your son,” she جوابات back, just as cold....
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