“I’ve always given you the option to leave this relationship. Always. If you were that unhappy with me—there was no need to sleep with Lancelot.”

You’re in the dungeons for betraying your king. Plotting against him. Sleeping with Lancelot, who’s in the dungeon next to you. These accusations against you are from Merlin. But Arthur doesn’t actually believe them? The guards leave, and Arthur moves, grasping the cell bars.

“I’m sorry, for saying that. I know you would never—couldn’t betray me.”