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Chapter Eleven

The crunching of leaves stopped abruptly just outside the peri us I was sure of it An unsettling feeling, at best

And then I saw so that would forever be seared to the back ofout of the bushes

My jaw dropped open and I squeaked like a dog&039;s chew toy

My God, what have I gotten myself into?

He picked his way carefully over pine needles and twigs on legs that didn&039;t seeht And a naked drunk at that

He stopped before us in all his naked glory His pale skin seeht, but that could have been ination

I found

Then Marion did so very, very peculiar She stood slowlyand then very carefully dropped to a knee

And bowed deeply

The e that was con, yet oddly fa Latin?

I had no clue

She answered in the sae, and stood The man, as older than me by a few years and taller by a few inches, reached out with the tip of his forefinger and gently lifted her chin He s akin to love

And then the naked aze shifted to lish He placed both his hands on his very naked hips

"He is the writer, my lord His name is James"

My lord?

The naked man tilted his head in my direction "The teller of tales is an adoodcame out

"But you are more than a bard, my friend," said the naked man "Much more Never underestimate yourself"

"Um, okay"

Marion turned toclose to reverence "James, I would like to introduce you to Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, King of the Britons, defeater of the Saxons, the Once and Future King of England, or, as he&039;sArthur of Carinned and tilted his head

Chapter Twelve

I said nothing, did nothing, and, really, thought nothing

I just stood there staring confoundedly at the nakedbefore low around hi on a more distinct shape

It&039;s official I&039; to his, well, nakedness It wasn&039;t often that I saw a naked man appear from the woods Maybe I was in a bit of shock

Or maybe he just appeared out of thin air