Had he just seen on that cover what he thought he'd seen--?

Arthur wasn't actually sure he wanted to know, not unless he could figure out some way to mock the piss out of M--.

He didn't rub his forehead, but it was a near thing. Barely a few seconds in, and he was having to make a valiant attempt to survive this already. "Francine," he tried again, "I've spoken to the Lady Zoe about the causeway and Merlin's disappearing act."