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Here's the epilogue, I'll shut up now.

Epilogue- Sophie POV.

Six weeks later:

Sophie saw Tedros watch slightly sadly as his father rode into the distance. Exile was too soft a punishment for what he'd done, but Tedros wouldn't kill his father, no matter how much Arthur hated his son.

After Tempest had collapsed, Tedros had given her to Merlin and proceeded to help Lancelot take the struggling and cursing Arthur to the dungeons. Merlin later came to examine him and pronounced him extremely drunk. They left him in the dungeons to dry out, and when Tedros reappeared in public two weeks later, it was to the chant of King. He proceeded to remove the death penalty from Guinevere and Lancelot, and pronounce Guinevere as the Queen Regent and Lancelot as Prince Consort until he himself was able to take the throne. But Sophie noticed he didn't mention taking a Queen. She had a sneaking suspicion he never would. Sophie had decided she was better off on her own (much to Hort's dismay), and there was only one other girl- but she had left with her crew and a new ship a week beforehand.

Sophie had spent some time with her sister, mostly in the gardens. They had acted normally, but Sophie could tell how awkward Tempest felt with her. Tedros and Tempest (well, Sophie kept calling her Agatha, much to her irritation) had spent a large amount of time together in the week the Captain was recovering, and they seemed to have come to some kind of agreement-

Until Hort circulated the rumour of seeing them kissing in the library, then made the mistake of mentioning it at breakfast to the two and getting a dagger and a sword respectively launched at his head, further stimulating the rumour.

But Tempest and her crew had left, with a new ship and a promise of not to kidnap any more men from Camelot. ("Yeah, sure." Lancelot had said when they had made this claim) When Sophie had asked Tedros if he thought she'd come back, he was uncharacteristically vague.

"She's one of those people who'll either come back every month or not come back at all. But I think she'll be back at some point."

Sophie had merely sighed and left his study.

But now she snapped out of her thoughts, and followed Tedros down to the chapel.

A new King was needed.

Tedros tried to conceal his yawn as more and more lords, ladies, envoys from different kingdoms and random nobles he didn't know were introduced to him. Why was this bit so boring?

"Tedros, can I have a word?"

Tedros turned to see Guinevere stood nearby.

"Of course."

"Well…look, I know you don't want to be King.

"Yeah. Well. Not really."

Guinevere smiled.

"I also know you aren't going to take a Queen."

Tedros saw no point in denying it. He nodded.

"You're right, why?"

"Well…because Lance and I are having a baby."

Tedros took a second to process this.

Then he grinned.

"That's great! It really is! But what's that got to do with me, apart from being my half-sibling?"

"Well, I was thinking…"

Suddenly, Tedros got it.

"Once they're old enough, they can take over from me."

Guinevere looked relieved she hadn't had to say it.

"I know it's bold of me, but…"

"No, I completely understand, Mother, really."

Guinevere sighed in relief.

"Thank you for being so accepting Tedros. I thought maybe…you know, considering when I left…"

Tedros shook his head, suddenly realising how heavy his father's crown was.

"No, I'm not like father was."

"I know."

They stood watching the crowd in a companionable silence for a while. Then the herald spoke one more time.

"King Tedros!"

Tedros turned.

A woman was stood with him, dressed in a dark red gown, her dark hair pinned behind her head. She was stood slightly awkwardly, like she wasn't used to wearing dresses-

"Lady Tempest, my lord!"

Tempest grinned.

"Hello, Tedros. Don't think I completely dropped the pirate façade, I have a thigh sheath and a pistol."

Behind them, Sophie dropped her wine glass.

The End...

maybe.