| The Night They Lit the Fires | |
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The night they lit the fires, Uther shut himself away in his chambers, shielding Arthur from the screams of sorcerers and warlocks dying by his order. In his hand he held Igraine's crown, running cold fingers over the bejewelled circlet. That, and his infant son were all that remained of her. He vowed never to let magic back inside the walls of Camelot so long as he still drew breath.
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