[Arthur is still unused to wearing the crowns of the King of Camelot. There were several available aside from the dreadful coronation crown, but not one of them was the least bit comfortable.
He tried the circlet one again, which really shouldn't be any different to the Crown Prince's circlet but for some reason it was.
With an annoyed huff, Arthur yanks the crown from his head and throws it aside.]
"You shouldn't worry so much about the crowns, dear. It's not them that make the king anyway."
[Arthur turns and smiles ruefully at the woman who has appeared in the doorway of his chambers. The family resemblance is startling, the woman having the same delicate features, blond hair and blue eyes.]
"So you say Mother, but as Gorlois never tires of telling me there's a certain expectation by the other kings."
[The woman, Ygraine, Queen of Camelot laughs and shakes her head walking over and patting her son on the cheek.] "You'll do fine."
"Sure and miracles will happen."
[The Queen's faith is not shaken.] "Yes, miracles do happen, my son." [She kisses his cheek.] "Now hurry up, you don't want to be late, what sort of impression will that make?"
[Arthur gives her a knightly salute.] "I'll do you proud, Mother." [And with that he leave his chambers, heading for the Council Chambers, head held high.]
(OOC: This is a mixture of the 'Rewind' Virus and the 'What If' virus. The what if being if his father's life had been taken rather than his mother's as part of the magic deal that led to his birth. The rewind being that he's now 21 having just come of age and been declared king in his own right. Have fun with him!)
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"Oh...hello." [Arthur raises an eyebrow.] "Why would I colour you at all."
"And what are you confused about? The crown? It's hideous, I know."
[ She pauses. Okay, viruses. Right. ]
You know, it's probably just my imagination.
"What's just your imagination?" [You've got him all curious now, Buffy!]
[ Plus, she's pretty sure he'd get mad. ]
"Some sort of future thing, I suppose?" [Arthur decides that's the only explanation.
He shrugs and changes the subject.] "I'm about to make my first speech to the people as their king," [he swallows slightly nervously.] "Mother assures me I'll do fine, but you know how mothers are."
[ So grateful for the subject change. ] Hey, just relax and think of everyone else in their underwear.
"Underwear?" [Not really a medieval concept, Buffy.]
Uh-- just imagine everyone else is naked if you don't know what undies are.
"Naked? Why in God's name would I want to envision such a thing?"
"Do you...I mean...that wouldn't be very...chilvarious of me, would it?"
[Late reply is late!]
[ When she could read minds. :| Mucho disturbing. ]
As long as you don't do anything creepy you'll be fine.
[The phrase might not actually exist in Arthur's time, but he certainly gets the gist of it, chuckling and shaking his head.] "I know what you mean, thank God, Mother understands the importance of training for me...Not to mention for the guards."