[ Arthur knows there are vaults under Camelot that look like this, treasure dumping grounds that nobody has managed to sort or organize, but none so vast or rich. Hedonistic though Arthur can occasionally be, he's not a man given to avarice, but regardless, gold is gold, and the sheer wealth of the room overwhelms him for a moment. ]
[ But he recovers soon enough, walks up beside Wynn, not certain what he's being shown apart from a lot of money. And there are quips on the tip of his tongue but it doesn't seem the time to make light. ]
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[ But he recovers soon enough, walks up beside Wynn, not certain what he's being shown apart from a lot of money. And there are quips on the tip of his tongue but it doesn't seem the time to make light. ]
Tell me what this means.