It'd been a while since you'd seen Arthur well and truly relaxing. He always seemed to be on the move, that man — always doing some kind of work.

But right now, as you stumbled across him in this glade, he seemed truly at rest. His deer lower half tucked beneath him in a lay, ears lowered and antlers tall like the trees surrounding.

Yes, for once, he seemed like he'd taken that weight off of his shoulders.