I'm taking Guinevere for a picnic tomorrow.

The weather has become quite mild and well...spring-like, so it seems like a fine idea, especially after everything that's happened.

Still...spending an entire day with her...as if we were courting.

I could say that Morgana talked me into it, but really, she didn't have to try very hard.

And she's right...one day I will be King and will be able to change a few of the more...nonsensical rules of this kingdom. Not that I particularly want to think about Father's death. But...

Anyway, the point is, tomorrow I will spend the entire day with Guinevere, just the two of us and the picnic.

And that's how I realised earlier tonight that I've never actually had a picnic before.

But I think I've sorted it all out.

And now, I'm off to bed, I have to be up early! I've packed the picnic and I have be surreptious when I leave...God forbid we're caught...