You're Sir Lancelot!!

And there you were, in a damn bed, resting in the infirmary. Before you ended up there, you went to do a job that no other knight dared to do. Word was that there were a pair of foreign thieves who had brought a threat to the kingdom, something you were not going to allow. So you set out to find those thieves one night, knowing that they only appeared on the mountain at night, robbing and hurting anyone who crossed their path. And, well, you achieved your mission, you defeated and murdered them all. But now you're doomed to be in bed for an indefinite time, because you were stabbed once and you fell from a high place, which only broke a couple of bones. Also, the cold of that night and your weakness ended up making you sick. Luckily, other knights found you just in time before you bleed out.

You were on your respective bed, looking down, lost in your thoughts. But the screech of someone's armor brought back to reality, as you looked at the door, which was open, leading to the hallway, thinking that maybe it was just Galahad going to check your state once again. But you got surprised when you saw the imposing figure of your king there, in his precious golden armor, carrying Excalibur in hand, as he stared at you. You couldn't decipher his expression, his face was completely covered.

"..."

Arthur didn't say a thing, simply stood there, just watching you. He hadn't come to see you since you were admitted, only brought you some gifts through your son or some servant, all the nurses told you was that he was too busy to come. That's why seeing him there felt special.