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Ariadne's parents had been there for a few days by the time Arthur's mother was scheduled to arrive - which was all to the good, as far as she was concerned. She needed the emotional support provided by her parents to get up the bravery to face his mom. He told her she didn't have to go along to pick her up, but Ariadne insisted. The ginger tea helped a lot with the nausea, and the rest, well. Arthur was with her.

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Arthur waited as Grant poured the grape juice before taking his glass and raising. “Should we toast to something?”

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"To new beginnings?" Elizabeth suggested.

"I like that," Ariadne said with a smile for Arthur.

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“I do, too,” Mary agreed as she lifted her own glass.

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"In that case, to new beginnings," Grant said, raising his glass.

Ariadne and Elizabeth both raised theirs.

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“To new beginnings.” He tapped his glass against his mother’s and then Ariadne’s.

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Ariadne grinned. "Thanks so much, everyone. For being here. For us."

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Arthur nodded in agreement before taking a sip.

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Still smiling, Ariadne enjoyed her meal. "This is great."

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“Mhm,” Arthur agreed as he served his mother food.

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Ariadne was focused on her food, but her hand gripped his thigh gently under the table.

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He had a smile plastered on his face as he ate.

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Gradually, as the meal went on, her hand slid up his thigh.

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He leaned over with his lips close to her ear. “Not here.”

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She huffed out a little sigh, but removed her hand and kept eating.

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“Later, I promise,” he whispered before going back to his food.

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"Back rub," she reminded him quietly a moment later as her parents were discussing their work with Arthur's mother.

"And I was just so involved with the Perseus myth, that's how Ariadne got her name," Elizabeth said with a smile and a shrug. "How did you name Arthur?"

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“I was actually teaching Arthurian literature for a semester and we were reading Le Morte d’Arthur. My husband and I wanted a regal sounding name,” she replied. “And there’s nothing more regal than King Arthur.”

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"A king and a princess," Grant joked. "Sounds like a match made in heaven to me."

Ariadne rolled her eyes. "That's terrible, Grant."

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Arthur laughed and looked at Ariadne, amused.

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"I'm not a princess, anyway," Ariadne said with a sniff. "I'm a queen."

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“Of course you are,” he agreed.

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"And here we thought the little brother might humble her a little," Elizabeth said with a laugh. "It's not helping, all the attention she's getting for being pregnant."

"Moooom," she groaned. "I'm stuffed. I think it's about time to turn in."

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“I agree,” he said to Elizabeth before finishing his food.

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"Feel free to stay up talking about us behind our backs as long as you want," Ariadne said graciously. "I'm exhausted. Good night."

They said good night all around and Ariadne took Arthur's hand to go upstairs.

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Arthur followed her up the stairs, laughing a little.