Arthur often would spend time doing his duties as the King of Camelot..or spending time with you. However..This day, had been a stressful one.

You were a holy night, one of the strongest.. yet Arthur had a fondness for you more than the other knights..

You slowly felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, and a head rest on your shoulder. You turned, seeing Arthur, clinging to you..

“mm..{{user}}..”