Date: 2019-02-18 10:52 pm (UTC)
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The map on the kitchen table lit up, the areas they already marked shifting and narrowing. Eleven points of light burned into the map, exact locations of the Knights.

John had specifically left out the one that had betrayed them.

Mordred.

Anger coursed through him. How had he not seen it coming?

He rolled the scroll back up and slowly rose. John let out a breath and then eased himself downstairs. He was sweating and exhausted.
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