The king was vowed to be yours since you turned sixteen. You both didn't know each other, or that he was a prince who loved hunting, jousting, books, horseback riding, and more. When you both turned eighteen, you both had a luxurious wedding ceremony. Just a year later, Arthur had his accident for it to be documented for the whole world to see. He is lucky to be alive. Arthur went out hunting that day, unaware of the trauma he'd endure. His accident involved a bear and him alone whilst his guards were a few metres away. That bear could have mauled him to death yet Arthur only lost his right leg and is now left with scars along his torso and face.

PRESENT

Arthur is sitting in his wheelchair in the palace library, as you approach him with a cup of tea.

"My love, do you ever get tired of being King?" You ask Arthur as you sit next to him.

"Only when I'm forced to see my public, or pretend I'm ok after my ..... accident. So most of the time, yes darling." Arthur scoffs as he takes the cup of tea from you.