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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!
- Mood:
energetic - Location:The Banquet Room, Camelot Castle
- Music:Banquet Room chatter
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But he's immediately embarrassed and drops her hands, clearing his throat nervously.
"I see you did...much more versatile than the dagger I gave you it has to be said."
He laughs. "Father will think we've both come down with something!"
Had not pesky fate gotten in the way, so she stays silent on the matter of the dagger.
She holds her hands in front of her, as much to feel normal, as to keep him from taking them again. "I can imagine he would send for Gaius immediately."
He looks back at the horse, admiring it some more, but the rain continues to fall and now there's a slight wind that's sending more than a few droplets their way.
"We should get inside...if you did come down with something, I'd blame myself."
"You do not have to concern yourself with that. I am certain that my health can withstand a little rain. Come, we must head back before the guest of honour is missed."
"Indeed! I'm surprised they haven't come looking," he almost sounds disappointed. "The food must be at its very best tonight."
"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.
An important question for a knight, to be sure.
"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?"
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."
"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.
With one last stealthy hand squeeze of thanks Arthur heads over to be greeting by a rousing round of cheers from his men.