Let the Crown Prince's 25th Birthday Banquet Begin! *Action Sequence* 15th November 1005

[not_a_clotpole]

The great Banquet Hall of Camelot has been decked out for this special occasion, banners of Pendragon red with the golden dragon in the centre.

The various nobles and knights of Camelot are dressed in their best tonight and the tables are laden with delicious food and dozens of candles flickering in golden candelabras. The servants (and Merlin) are in the background.

The King, the Crown Prince and the Lady Morgana are at the head table and the King rises to deliver a speech.

It's one of King Uther's better days, because magic isn't even mentioned once! Not even in reference to Morgana's disappearance and Arthur's finding her after all that time.

And so the party shall start! The wine will flow and the guests might get a bit rowdy after a while...

Feel free to approach the birthday boy!

Comments

[not_a_clotpole]

You never know...besides the male Pendragons have been more careful with Morgana since her near-death experience.

"Indeed! I'm surprised they haven't come looking," he almost sounds disappointed. "The food must be at its very best tonight."

[magicalskeptic.livejournal.com]

Much to her chagrin, they have. Though she has used it to her advantage, it grates on her at times to be considered almost delicate.

"Still, you now have a good topic of conversation. I know how you and your knights often compete as to who has the superior horse. You now have one that may, one day, equal Malory."

Because, of course, her horse is better.

[not_a_clotpole]

Arthur rolls his eyes. "Of course...everyone envies your horse." He raises an eyebrow. "But can she carry the weight of full armour?"

An important question for a knight, to be sure.

[magicalskeptic.livejournal.com]

"Of course she could." Morgana sounds rightly offended on behalf of her horse, but not cross.

"You will have to work with her brother. He's still far too young and impetuous to be of much use, though he has a fine lineage, and his sister to live up to. Do you have any ideas as to what to call him?"

[not_a_clotpole]

"She wouldn't be used to it though." Arthur can't help teasing her a bit.

And there's something vaguely familiar about Morgana's comments on his new horse, but can't quite put his finger on why.

It's a lot warmer inside the Hall, what with all the people and the candles. No-one seems the wiser that they'd disappeared for a while.

"A name...hmmm...I'll have to think about it."

[magicalskeptic.livejournal.com]

Morgana nods at the idea, then at a group of knights who have found a great deal of mead.

"Please do that in the morning, as I would not want the horse to be given any name you may come up with this evening." She nods to the knights, who are beckoning for Arthur's attention.

[not_a_clotpole]

"Oh yes, I know better than that," he assures Morgana with a grin. "Apart from anything else, I'm sure we'd come up with some unpronoucable!"

With one last stealthy hand squeeze of thanks Arthur heads over to be greeting by a rousing round of cheers from his men.