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Eighth Doctor Drabbles

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“Doctor!” King Edward approached, accompanied by the queen. “What of the traitorous bishop?”

“He escaped, but we destroyed his machinery-”

“Perhaps if you possessed a sword, this affair would have ended more satisfyingly.” Queen Edith eyed the Doctor knowingly. “At the very least, your shirt would have remained…intact.”

“Perhaps, my lady.” He handed a package to the king. “Instructions for destroying Leofric’s barges and medicines to protect those assigned to the task.”

“Surely you aren’t leaving so soon after our victory?”

“I’m afraid so,” the Doctor winced as he walked gingerly toward the TARDIS, “our work isn’t over yet.”