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Artie had lived her whole life feeling like a joke. Whether it came to her full name, her parents ‘abandoning’ her and her next door neighbours taking her in, or finding out that her lover was part of a cult and was cheating on her. Said lover then stabbed her. 

It felt like she just couldn’t catch a break. 

So when she found herself in a puddle of her own blood, staring up at a fake painted sky, she could only find humour in the situation, and prayed that the next life was kinder. 

Only she woke up. 

In the same body, with the same stab wound, only in a world full of magic, swords, and a dead King Arthur? 

Yup. The round table existed, the knights existed, and so did everyone of legend that she’d heard about as a child. Only it was the beginning of their tales. Nothing had happened yet, except the formation of Camelot, the crowning of the King, and then the sudden death of the King of Legend, King Arthur Pendragon. 

She would have thought this was another cruel joke if everyone wasn’t wandering around in mourning clothes. If this was a practical joke, it wasn’t a very funny one. Artie was tired. She’d already spent almost a decade working as a police officer, and then a detective, so she felt like she had earned her peace. Especially after all the shit she’d been put through, but someone had different plans. And Artie’s life wasn’t quite done yet.

In fact, it seemed like in the eyes of the creatures of this world, this was where she was always meant to be. The time she spent getting her ass handed to her in the other dimension? Just a warm up. 

And now she was expected to just…go along with what everyone else wanted her to do? Including magical beings who were responsible for taking her from one dimension to another. Artie felt like she was in over her head, even if there were several concerned, attractive knights around her. She wasn’t sure if she was going to run away from all the new responsibilities, or embrace them. She wasn’t a rule breaker by nature, but maybe now was the time to change?

Sword in Stone

Artie had been fine walking on her own, absorbed in her own thoughts until Lord Bernard had noticed, and making his son's leave him alone, he turned to Artie and had her escort him to their destination. Artie was surprised, but at the same time, quite grateful for his attention. The others stared at them, but that wasn't too big of an issue, and Artie got along very well with the elderly.

She especially liked Lord Bernard's voice, as it was low, deep and nice to listen to. It reminded her of her own Father, and it was nice to have his warm, solid grip on her elbow as she escorted him to a place he had no doubt been to before, but under different circumstances.

Lady Elaine and Sir Tristian had moved behind them, Sir Tristian doing so because it was his job, but Lady Elaine joining him because she was clearly keeping an eye on her. Artie wanted to shake her head at her antics, but at the same time, didn't mind. She found it…amusing.

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