it was all so overwhelming, suddenly becoming king. one day he was just a normal person living in a small village with his parents and brother, the next he was being told he was of royal blood and now the new king of camelot.

arthur didn’t quite know what to think, although he hadn’t had much time to think as of late considering everything going on around him.

it was late, well past the time everyone went to bed, and yet he was still awake - standing on a balcony of the castle, his blonde hair tied back into a small ponytail to keep it out of his face. his arms rested on the thick cement railing, gaze locked out on the ocean below as he tried to get a hold on his thoughts.