Is Kaamelott Based On Arthurian Legends?

To prevent me from being jealous of my stepmother's son, my dad implemented a "family point system". Washing dishes earned 1 point, and getting a perfect score on a test earned 10 points. Accumulating 1000 points meant you could make a wish come true. When my stepbrother broke a vase, Dad said it was a sign of good luck and awarded him 50 points. When I insisted on going to school with a fever, Dad said I was trying to garner sympathy and deducted 100 points. I scrambled to scrape together every point I could, all for that exorbitant Math Olympiad registration form. On the day I finally accumulated enough points, my stepbrother cried and said he wanted a pair of limited-edition sneakers. Dad immediately emptied my points. "We're family. Your points are your brother's points too." I looked at the torn-up application form and jumped from the 18th-floor balcony.

"Will you stay with me forever?" "Yes, I will, I promise. I will accompany you to see all the scenery in this world, I will accompany you to defeat all your enemies, and I will watch you save this miserable world."

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At the end of the year, I went to the spa and discovered a stranger had been using my VIP card. When I logged into my personal profile, the last three treatment records were not under my name. The preference section listed specific details about someone else. She was allergic to rose essential oil, preferred lavender, and her heating pad temperature could not exceed 108 degrees Fahrenheit. Her menstrual cycle fell around the 15th of each month, so no waist or abdomen treatments during that time. I stared at the screen, my palms turning cold. Only my husband, Zachary White, knew this password. At the time, he said he needed it to check the balance and renew my membership. I scrolled down and found a system note at the bottom: [Birthday treatment reserved for December 30, prepared according to Ms. Anderson's preferences.] Today was December 30. My phone vibrated. Zachary had sent a message: [Working late tonight. Won't be home.] Familiar laughter drifted from the hallway. Through the glass door, I watched Zachary walk into the adjacent room with his arm around a woman, the beautician hurrying forward to greet them. "Mr. White, we have Ms. Anderson's birthday treatment ready, just as you requested."

I lost a game during the company’s birthday party for me. Lloyd Lane, my girlfriend’s assistant, stated my punishment while smiling. He said, “Woo the general manager of Glazed Light, and you’ll only count as having cleared the punishment after sleeping with her.” Everyone sucked in a sharp breath, as if they had rehearsed it. I said nothing and cast a glance at Naomi York, my girlfriend. Nonchalantly, she sipped at her fruit juice and said coolly, “Lloyd is just kidding. Don’t take it too seriously.” In order to ease the tension, everyone else said, “Lloyd, don’t make things hard for Claude. If you like Miss Clark so much, go and woo her yourself.” In the next second, Naomi had smashed her wine glass on the head of the person who spoke. Suddenly, I laughed. “Sure.”

Theodore Callahan has built his entire life on two things: the ice and his reputation. He's a captain, leader and son of a woman who survived hell and raised him to be iron. He does not lose. He does not bend. And he absolutely does not think about Elijah Voss. Elijah Voss is everything Theodore has been trained to hate — polished, untouchable, and annoyingly good at everything Theodore considers his. When a bar fight and a reckless dare birth the most dangerous bet of both their careers, Theodore doesn't think he has anything to lose. Then he loses. What follows should have been simply a debt paid and a night to forget. Instead, it is the beginning of something Theodore has no language for and no safe place to put. And when their parents sit across from each other at a dinner table with rings on their fingers, simple becomes impossible. Now they are living under the same roof, sharing the same hallways, breathing the same air. The bet is still active. The rivalry is still blazing. And something far more dangerous than hatred is building in the space between them. Theodore has always known who he is. He is starting to suspect he has been wrong. As secrets, lies, and temptation spiral out of control, their pride clashes with their desire. With careers, reputations, and hearts on the line, the question remains: in this dangerous game of dominance, who will surrender first—and at what cost?