Part 17:
link “Fergus,” Marke says, motioning with his hand, and a hidden man steps out from the shadows.
Arthur and his party stare. This man would have had to be hidden for them to not have noticed him before.
“My guard captain and personal bodyguard, Sir Fergus,” Marke introduces, standing. Only now do they see that the king leans heavily on a cane, explaining why he needs a bodyguard.
Fergus’ height is the only unremarkable thing about him. He is average-sized, about the same height as...
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