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"We are gathered here today to join in holy matrimony His Highness Uther of the House of Pendragon, and Her Ladyship Catrina of the House of Tragal."

Geoffrey of Monmouth was at his most formal standing before the thrones of Camelot, one of which - Arthur's stomach blithely reminded him - had officially stood empty since the death of Uther's wife Ygraine. In front of Geoffrey stood King Uther and Lady Catrina, gazing soulfully into each other's eyes - or rather Uther was.

Arthur was trying not to think any uncharitable thoughts about the look on the Lady Catrina's face.

He felt absolutely no remorse for engineering matters so that Katchoo and Francine stood as close to him as any servants were allowed to; the gnawing feeling in his guts was bad enough under the current cirumstances, and Merlin's conspicuous absence.

If he were prone to sentimentalities, he would have said that it felt like a limb was missing, nevermind the comfort-- well. He would never ever admit to needing any of that. He simply stood there, at the front of the masses, watching his father marry a woman who wasn't his mother (and who was, by Merlin's accounts, Very Suspicious Indeed).

It was not a good day.

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