Burns Too Bright, Lives Too Fast

If the taxes hadn't brought the mood down in Camelot, then the former Crown Prince's overpowering brood certainly did. Not that Uther noticed any of this: he had ordered a banquet for the evening, to celebrate the Lady Catrina's new title, and he was generally in a splendid mood.

Arthur was caught staring moodily through windows rather a lot.

As for Merlin, well... he had someone to visit.

The prince may have been prone to a more brooding disposition as of late, he still chose to perform his moods outside, in the sun, which meant no one was particularly worried. Arthur had found himself a place by the stairs now, where he watched the people moving about their day in peace.

Father would be due for a ride with his new guest, soon. He wasn't looking forward to it, even if father had let him recuse himself from it rather easily.

He sighed, and kicked a foot back against the rock, and watched the carts passing through.

[[ up for epic sp, as I'll ping back when I get home tomorrow, and for anyone currently in Camelot. ]]