The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

On Friday, Arthur had reached a decision. After the weekend, he wasn't in the best mood to follow through on it, but there were few reasons to let his mood interfere with what was, essentially, a duty of some kind.

The duty of survival. As Crown Prince, it was a real one.

Still, he thought, as he arrived in the salle, Dinah had best be grateful. And it was all tactics. His gut still twinged with the sting of clear betrayal, but his sense of morality was as confused on this subject as anything else ever was, and so he ignored it.

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[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Would not mind!" she grinned at him. "Blind Seer probably come too," she added.

[bitchprince]

"It's always good to have back up," he said, dryly. Although a pet wolf would come in handy. Perhaps he needed a hunting dog. "If all else fails, he can always drag my manservant out of trouble."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Would think, with such a name, he should be good at hunting," Firekeeper commented.

[bitchprince]

"You would. And you'd be horribly mistaken."

Which had never stopped him from dragging Merlin out on any hunts.