[ Arthur's lips thin as he chews this over. His father had instated laws against magic, and his parents had died from magic, and his sister had left him because of her magic. Arthur cannot remember much more than those simple facts, but it is enough to make him dubious, fuel a fear that is almost instinctive. He cannot find appreciation or respect within himself when he thinks of sorcery. ]
[ But peace. Arthur may know far too much about war for a man who's never properly waged one, but it's knowledge he would never wish to use. ]
I could not fight for the cause of magic. But I could fight for peace.
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[ But peace. Arthur may know far too much about war for a man who's never properly waged one, but it's knowledge he would never wish to use. ]
I could not fight for the cause of magic. But I could fight for peace.