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Pendragon’s Knights Ch. 3
Arthur stormed up to the front door and began pounding on it. “Tim? It’s me, Arthur. Are you okay in there?” He pounded some more. “Come on, Tim, open the door and talk to me. I’m not leaving until you do.”
It was several more minutes of persistent knocking before he heard the lock clicking and the door snicked open. Tim peeked out, trying to hide behind the door jamb, but Arthur could see enough. He pushed the door open all the way, revealing Tim’s bruised face, his lip split and swollen. Arthur’s blood burned hot with wrath.
“Aw, damn,” Merlin murmured behind him.
Arthur straightened his shoulders and held out his hand. “Tim, come with us. We’ll go straight to the district attorney’s office and you can tell a prosecutor that your dad did this. We’ll protect you.”
Tim shook his head fearfully. “He’s already so mad…if I leave it will only make it worse.”
“If you stay, it will never get better,” Lancelot said gently.
