Beauty and the Beast

[Arthur Pendragon]

The King had asked Arthur to dine with him. After the Prince's near death experience, he thought it would probably be good to spend some time with the King without his . . . wife . . . his, troll wife . . . his Queen Troll. Arthur started chuckling on his way to the dining hall. He would have to control his laughter as he had a feeling his father was in no mood. Arthur wondered if the king knew what he had done. Besides, be intimate with a troll . . . but in addition to that, disowning his son, and . . . marrying a troll. Arthur laughed again. He stopped outside the doors, waiting to get the last smile out before straightening himself up and entering.

"Sire," he greeted, using all his strength to keep a straight face. His poor father. He looked exhausted . . . or maybe that was just extreme disgust. Arthur was about to find out. He took a seat at the opposite end of the table. Control yourself Arthur . . . Control yourself he told himself. "How are you feeling?" he asked. There was genuine concern in the question, but he had to work rather hard to conceal any amusement. Unfortunately, he was not sure how long he would be able to keep it in . . . he had to have a whole meal with his father and he had a feeling, mid way, he was going to burst into a fit of laughter.

_{Setting: Dining hall in Camelot Castle
Time of Day: Dinner time
Timeline: Shortly after Beauty and the Beast Part II
Tag: Uther Pendragon}

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Uther couldn’t believe that he married a troll. Of all the things he could have done but marry a troll and allow her, well it to disown his son Arthur. Uther had been under the troll’s spell and couldn’t see through it if it wasn’t for Arthur’s fake death to bring true tears of sadness to Uther then he wouldn’t know where he would be right now. Uther was informed about everything that had happened and wanted Arthur to dine with him tonight, though Uther was still in disgust on what he did to make any formal public attendance just yet, he wanted to make sure that this whole situation was far behind him.

Uther was the first to arrive in the dining room, he looked around and was told that dinner was nearly ready by a servant, that was good he was rather hungry tonight. It didn’t take Arthur long to arrive and from the moment that his son walked into the room Uther could see what he was trying to do. “Trying to forget what just happened, though I’m fine.” Uther replied back to Arthur. “Don’t you start Arthur I already feel horrible on what just happened.” Uther added in as the servants entered the room with plates of food.

[Arthur Pendragon]

Arthur was using all his strength to keep control of himself. It was just too funny! He wished the food was here so that he could have something in his mouth and therefore, prevent himself from laughing. But right now, no such luck. In his father's defense, it wasn't exactly funny when it was happening. Everyone more so thought what was wrong with the King. But now . . . now that people had understood it was magic, it became an extremely humorous situation. "Sorry Sire." Even though Artuhr was apologetic for laughing about this, he knew he would not be able to stop.

Are there," he paused, clearing his throat, another way to mask small chuckles. "Any after effects of the spell?" That your troll wife put you under . . . . Arthur smiled, even though he was genuinely curious as to whether his father's health was in mint condition . . . both his physical and mental health. For before, his mental health was . . . horribly compromised.