Arthur looked like he was about to choke; a wave of nausea passed over him, but he valiantly ignored it. "You've always welcomed my counsel in the past," he said, struggling to grasp it. Surely, they'd fought like this before, but--

"You stood against me for all the people to see," Uther snapped.

"...I'm... sorry," Arthur said, slowly. "Any future grievances I have will be spoken of in private."