lanselos_du_lac

He smiles a little, "We did not go far -- just far enough to feel we were away from court. We were only hunting small game, fowl, the sort of thing that doesn't take a hunting party and few hounds. We rode out, and once we were out of the castle town it was like a weight came off of Arthur. He has a way of... there is a light in him. It can be seen at court, now and again, but when he is allowed to be someone simple, to be only himself, it's as if a bright lamp has been unshuttered. We hunted, we laughed, we drank-- when he was here, that day, it was much the same. We could speak freely with one another, and he could be glad and... cease, in a way, to be king for a time. We took some small pheasants, had a very nice campfire meal. We spoke of things that did not matter, or we made jokes about things that did. There are very few people I have felt I could speak freely with, without worry of misstepping or being misunderstood. Before I came here, it was most often only Arthur or Bors."