Confusion flutters on his face--perplexed isn't quite the right word, no, it's something else. Just one word is incredibly alluring to him, because it's one he's familiar with--knights of the round table, the sword in the stone, the wizard Merlin. Merlin had always been something to scorn in the household--an evil thing, wizards and magic. King Arthur was improper for children and corrupted the soul.
Credence liked the stories anyway.
"New York," and that was wholly unimportant, because-- "did you say Camelot?"
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Confusion flutters on his face--perplexed isn't quite the right word, no, it's something else. Just one word is incredibly alluring to him, because it's one he's familiar with--knights of the round table, the sword in the stone, the wizard Merlin. Merlin had always been something to scorn in the household--an evil thing, wizards and magic. King Arthur was improper for children and corrupted the soul.
Credence liked the stories anyway.
"New York," and that was wholly unimportant, because-- "did you say Camelot?"