It's just after dawn and the grounds of Camelot Castle were still quiet, because unless you're a servant or peasant who'd up at this hour?

But this morning the Crown Prince happens to be up...and sneaking.

He's heading for the training grounds where he's meeting an all-important foe.

A long existing rival.

For too long has his challenger repeated events that happened many years ago - that aren't even true!

A Knight of Camelot does not stand for exaggeration and slander.

Yes...this time Morgana's gonna get it.

So I haven't said much about Princess...she's pretty enough, but well...

She's a complete klutz. No, seriously. She fell flat on her face in front of the entire court.

I'm not shallow, well, not that shallow, but well...if I'm getting married for political reasons (and I couldn't possible fall in love with her), she should at least be...not a diplomatic embarrassment.

Right look, she's...not an embarrassment exactly, I mean I'd certainly never say it to her face or anything.

We're supposed to go out riding tomorrow...I wonder if she can even get on a horse...

Right, hopefully you didn't advertise this entry, like the other one, book, because I don't need that crap.

So stop doing it, damnit!