King Me! by Deborah Blake

Author:Deborah Blake [Blake, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-09T16:00:00+00:00

I will never understand women, Arthur thought to as he watched Morgan flip through the channels looking for something less aggressive to watch. And of all the women he would never understand, Morgan was the most…the most…confusing, aggravating, frustrating, beautiful, appealing…confusing…

He could never seem to make any sense of the woman. She treated him with appalling disrespect—none of his subjects would have ever considered grabbing a remote away from him, if they had had such things as remotes—refused to support his decisions and yet, somehow, ended up supporting them anyway. And he would have sworn on Excalibur that she’d started crying when she thought he might leave.

Of course, the thought of living elsewhere did not exactly fill him with joy, either. Obviously, he would be happy to go back to Camelot, but until that was possible, he was quite content to stay here. With Morgan. And ET, naturally. He had become quite attached to the immense creature. And the marvelous Granny, for as long as she might stay.

Arthur shifted his bulk on the too-small couch as an uncomfortable thought entered his mind. He had been so focused on finding Merlin so they could return to their proper time and place, it had never occurred to him to wonder whether such a thing was in truth a wise course of action.

Not that he would be unhappy to be home where he belonged…but would he still belong there? After all, as far as his people were concerned, he had died in battle. And even if he and Merlin were able to return to the Isle of Avalon from whence he had apparently been taken, who knew what might have elapsed in the time between his near-fatal wounding and whatever time they returned to. What if they had already crowned another king of Briton? What was he to do with his life then? And if he returned to his own place, then what of Morgana/Fay, left to work her will on an unsuspecting modern world?

Morgan turned and gave him an inquiring look and he tried to appear more relaxed. He suspected he was not fooling her in the least. The wench seemed to have an uncanny ability to know what he was feeling. No doubt it was part of her witch’s wiles. Strangely, the thought did not bother him the way it once had.

One could get used to anything, he supposed. Certainly he was starting to take this new time and all its conveniences for granted. Things that had amazed him when he first arrived barely gave him pause now. In fact, he thought he might go into the kitchen and attempt to make “microwave popcorn” again.

Anything would be better than continuing to sit here thinking these grim and unhelpful thoughts. He would worry about Camelot when and if they ever found Merlin. And Fay would no doubt provide him with an opportunity to confront her before long—she never could leave well enough alone. In the meanwhile, he would be better served to make popcorn and use it to distract the witch so he could regain control of the remote.

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