Camelot, Saturday

[bitchprince]

The guards of Camelot were up well and early tonight. This, as became immediately apparent to the villagers, would not be one of the peaceful days.

"Search the stables!" Arthur bellowed, stomping across the roads within the city walls as if he owned the place, which technically, it did. "You, check the kitchens. And you, go see about the guards above the South Gate!"

Homes were rifled through, shops were poked at, people were questioned. And all barely after the first rooster had crowed, at that. Whatever was happening, it was obviously big.

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Re: Audience Chambers, Later That Morning

[bitchprince]

"Nowhere to be found," Arthur agreed, very, very lightly. "Such a pity. He must be halfway to the borders of the kingdom by now."

Hopefully.

Then he added, "Not that kind of Seal, for God's sakes, Francine."

Re: Audience Chambers, Later That Morning

[thatsamilkshake]

"Well, it's not likes it would make any more sense for him to steal any other kind of seal." Said not at all grumpily. Or worriedly. At all.

Re: Audience Chambers, Later That Morning

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Think of it like stealing her driver's license, Francie," Katchoo suggested. Which wasn't entirely accurate, but close enough, right?

Re: Audience Chambers, Later That Morning

[bitchprince]

"Yes, exactly like that, except a thousand times more expensive," Arthur said.

He'd gone for dry, but... Francine-mocking was a little ingrained by now.

Re: Audience Chambers, Later That Morning

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"And not replaceable by standing in line for ten hours at the DMV."

Excruciating as that was.