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Author: Guede Mazaka
Rating: G
Pairing: None. Gen.
Feedback: What you liked, what you didn't, etc.
Disclaimer: Not my versions.
Notes: For ldhenson in return for the icons.
Summary: Arthur's an eager student.
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"Arthur-"
"I want to learn." Sighing, Arthur rested his elbows on his knees and leaned forward, slowly scanning each of the uncertain faces before him. He regretted his previous brusqueness, and when he spoke again, he tried to temper his tone. The endeavor wouldn't bear any fruit if it was forced. "Look. I don't wish to learn your tongue so I can eavesdrop and spy on you. I wish to do it because it's yours, and Latin isn't."
They stared at him for so long that Arthur began to think he'd pushed the matter beyond the bounds of tolerance. In fact, he was opening his mouth to apologize when Gawain spoke. "Repeat after me..."
Grinning his relief, Arthur did.
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