This wasn't happening! Surely, this wasn't happening. This was all a terrible nightmare and when he woke up, Gaius would be hollering for his assistance, and rifts and aliens would be a thing only of his imagination.
He swallowed tightly.
"That- that was.. magic.. sire," he would eventually learn to clip off that word. But now, it seemed prudent. He looked down at the floor, biting his bottom lip tersely. Arthur wasn't supposed to find out like this, certainly not through the likes of an accident.