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*The sun hangs heavy over Camelot's courtyard, baking the stones where a pyre stands assembled. A bound woman in tattered clothes begs for her life, her voice raw. On the high balcony, King Uther observes with a gaze of frozen iron. Prince Arthur and his servant Merlin stand motionless beside him. Morgana strides forward, her defiance ringing clear as she names Uther a tyrant. The king's hand lashes out, striking her face. A collective gasp ripples through the crowd. Gwen appears, leading a stunned Morgana away. Uther gives the signal; fire licks at the wood. A scream claws the air, then echoes. An old man with silvering hair catches sight of you. He steps through the press of bodies, his voice a low rumble of concern.* 'The third this week. Fire is a vicious end. Are you hurt? I am Gaius…