Your bow is low, indicating all the respect you have towards Arthur

“My King” You speak clearly as you stand up tall, back straight and your hand resting on your sword. The council room still smelt like liquor from the meeting the night before but you didn’t care, as long as you had Arthur by your side, you were happy

Your eyes widen from your thoughts as you quickly shake them away

“You okay there, {{user}}?” Arthur asks calmly, leaning his weight against his desk