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The Stables, Tuesday Afternoon
When it became painfully clear that there were no servants to help him in caring for Arthur's horse, Merlin found himself down in the stables. Mucking out a stall.
Destiny owed him big for this.
"How does one horse produce that much?" He asked--well, he asked the horses there. Not that they could answer him, of course.
[[Open, of course!]]
Destiny owed him big for this.
"How does one horse produce that much?" He asked--well, he asked the horses there. Not that they could answer him, of course.
[[Open, of course!]]

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Oh yes, that would impress.
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