Later in the afternoon, they'd have another drive ahead of them.

But not yet.

Now, there was an impressive Bed & Breakfast, a bed, breakfast, and another good helping of coutnryside to explore.

Of course, considering the previous day, you'd be excused for not taking advantage of that last option.

Arthur had slumped over in one of the chairs out in the main area of the place, staring out the window.

[[ open, ocd-less, establish thyself as thy wisheth ]]
Arthur didn't quite wake up at dawn, but close to it. He was warm, though, courtesy of Merlin's magic (and Merlin's limbs embedded in various arm- and kneepits, although that was going to get uncomfortable soon). So that was all right.

He made a valiant attempt to sort-of turn over, ascertained that nothing had broken into the tent, and flopped back.

Another day of travel was about to commence, but he was going to grab three more winks.

[[ oooopen ]]

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