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"Hopefully not too soon" Luc commented, "Although when he's sober he's not that bad, so I would definatly go for that version."Griff was a laugh when he wasn't stumbling around and slurring. He was also a serial flirt, so Cait would have to beware. She'd soon find out herself anyway.

Lucan smirked and pushed the door closed to reveal the dartboard on the back of it with a picture of his stepmother attached. a few little holes where the darts had pierced through. "Not even that" he smirked, "Im sure she most likely has one of me somewhere." It wouldn't surprise him if Elaine chanted curses about him over her bubbling cauldron. The woman hated him to now end, always had and always would.

He sat himself down again and took a sip of his tea. "Right, I suppose i'd better give you this." he said, reaching for the bowl on the table that had a few objects in. Picking up a key he passed it to her. "Key to the front door, you're gonna need it."

Lucan had almost passed out when he had been told that his stepmother was waiting for him in the solar. It was words that he did not want to hear, let alone hearing them without any knowledge of her visit. He knew why she had come, and unfortunatly it was too late to alert his brother about it. He'd found her standing in the solar looking just as disapproving as the day he'd left for Camelot. She had aged a little, but not enough to become unrecognisable. "Lucan" she gave a stiff nod on seeing him. Her glare now a permanent fixure on her face. Nothing had changed then.
"Elaine" he greeted her politely, "I trust their is a good reason for you to be standing in my solar with that beautiful face of yours." Lucan couldn't help it, he was just as angry that she was here as much as she was herself.

"I have come to see my son, his new wife and grandchildren, you should at least show me some respect - I brought you up after all." She raised her chin slightly, glaring all the more at him. "and what do I find? What am I to tell your father and Uncle when I return."

He ignored her last leer at him and reamained calm. "Well perhaps you should go now and tell them of what a dissapointment you found me as. Im sure father will be happy about that, but my Uncle won't agree." He smiled sweetly, "I take it that you haven't informed Griff that you'd be visiting?" Of course she hadn't. Why should she.

Elaine looked around the room. "This is a very dismal looking room Lucan, you should consider adding more light to make it look a little justifiable." Ok that was it, "Well then, perhaps when you leave it, it shall instantly brighten" he sighed happily, "Now as I asked earlier - I take it that Griff doesn't know you're here." Elaine now sighed, "What that boy has put us through, and now this! It's like he wants to drag your father's name through the mud! Both of you!"

Lucan said nothing for a while, "I'll have to speak with Griff before I can let you see him." he told her, "After all - I don't think he'd be too pleased if..."
She cut him off. "You will take me to see my son now, and you will show me the respect you are supposed to bestow on a lady. Not only am I your stepmother but I am also a lady. You are a Knight, and if I am correct, it is required of you to be as chivelrous as possible." What the..? What did she know of chivalry and being a Knight? It seemed he had no choice in the matter, as a full blown argument would just attract the attention of the servants. Something that he didn't want at this moment. He had no option, but to take her to the de Archer estate.

When the pair finally arrived sometime later, Lucan already had a bad feeling about this. It was just like his father's visit all over again. "Could you please tell my brother that Im here...as is the woman who calls herself his mother." he told the servant, shooting a glare at Elaine and waiting as the servant disappered.

Why Griff had called Luc down to the tavern at such an untimely hour of the evening was beyond him. For a start he hadn't seen his brother for a short time because everything had been so up in the air. He'd just let Griff get on with his life and if he screwed up then it was of his own doing. There was no doubt his father would be writing to him to see

He sat in the corner away from anyone else, said hello to a few locals and kept himself to himself until his brother arrived. He needed a good drink and was more than happy when his ale arrived along with Griffs. If his brother didn't get here soon he'd do the strange thing of drinking it for him.

Finally he saw Griff enter and beckoned him over, smiling gratefully as he approached him. "How are you doing?" he asked as his brother took a seat, "It's been a while since i've seen you." It was, Luc had been busy and Griff? Well to be honest if he knew his brother that well he knew exactly what had been going on, most of it - which he hoped Griff wouldn't go into too much detail about.

He ran his hands down his face. "Im sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you." he apologised, "But I don't need any advice". He walked over to where the wine jug had been placed on the table and poured himself another drink. Luc seemed to be drinking more than Griff was this evening, which was certainly a turn as usually Griff couldn't say no to anything alcoholic.

"I guess everything's just all hit me at once now..." he sighed, "It's actually real, im getting married, I have to provide for another person. Think I can pull that off?" he asked almost pathetically. Would he even survive the wedding without passing out or suddenly have one of his 'woman' traits hit him unexpectedly? What would Cam think? There was no way that he was going to admit to his Uncle that this of all things, was to be the most scariest thing he'd ever encountered.

"If there's one thing I need from you it's this. Support" he told him honestly, "You're the only person I really have to talk about this Griff, so jokes aside - will you do that for me?"

Despite rising at stupid o'clock in the morning to write to his father and uncle about the wedding the day before, Lucan felt wide awake, not knowing whether it was because all the fuss of the wedding had given him extra energy, or the fact that he hadn't really slept that night was the other. Either way he was sat in Allard's study writing about certain matters, before he would have to go off to training for the day. That would annoy Camila when she eventually woke up, he'd left her sleeping upstairs - not wanting to wake her. She looked perfect, and now she was his wife. That was what Lucan now had to see her as. Not his betrothed, not the girl he'd fallen for after being told she was a complete maneater, but his wife.

Lucan was just contemplating slamming his forehead against the desk out of disbelief when a servant appeared at the door. "Sorry for interrupting my lord, but I wondered if you wanted something to eat?" he asked. Lucan shook his head. "No thankyou Thomas, but thankyou for asking all the same." Thomas nodded and left Lucan to his own devices. It was now the Knight sat back in his chair and looked out of the window at the ever growing sun that was rising across the sky. He wished he had Griff here right now, some encouragement that he would not make the world's worst husband would be nice. Then again Griff's words of encouragement usually came in the form of a drink, along with some inappropriate 'advice'. Mind you, he wouldn't have been able to get through the day before without him.

Sealing the letter, he called Thomas back in and gave it to him. He knew that Allard would be the one to write back on behalf of his father - the words 'heir' would now dominate most of the content written in reply, no pressure at all... Lucan would indeed love a son, but already his father was doubting him and his future role within the estate - Lucan knew he wasn't getting any younger, and that time was ticking - tick tock...

He almost wished he hadn't been the first born, knowing the sacrifices he'd have to make just to ensure that his family name still lived on. That could all stop with him and Camila. What if they were unable to have children? Corenous would be even more disappointed in him then. He ran his hands down his face and rested his head back against the chair, closing his eyes. He should be contemplating getting ready soon, but a few more minutes to himself wouldn't do any harm. He was certainly going to need them.

There were many words to sum Elaine Aubert up, but most of them were certainly not to be said out loud. "There are children present so I can't repeat some of the words to describe what she is like" he smirked knowingly, "but in a nutshell, she's the wicked stepmother." Yup - that summed Elaine up just fine. "The feelings were share between us are mutual." So Griff didn't say a lot about her either - Luc wasn't surprised. "Griff isn't exactly close to her" he stated, "and no, she can't control your lives anyway" he agreed when Cait said that Elaine couldn't do anything. Elaine would never have control over him and Griff, no matter how much she wanted it and tried.

“Perhaps Arthur will take after your example as a knight.”Lucan smiled warmly at this, "Sir Arthur Aubert - I quite like that." he nodded in approval, "and I would be more than glad to help him succeed, should he ever want to take that path." Should Lucan ever have a son himself, that would certainly be something he would be teaching him.

Now Cait was asking about his 'betrothal' that thankfully hadn't been. "Before I came here, I was to be betrothed to a girl called Maria Howard, thankfully I managed to escape from that before anything else could proceed further - needless to say, my father wasn't too happy about it." he explained. He and Griff always joked about that disaterous betrothal - probably because she was not exactly the best choice of wife that Corenous could have chosen for him - even Griff had agreed on that.

She had turned on everyone. Yes - and the more he thought of that the more it made him angry. He stood up slowly in his cell and then with some fury, kicked the straw on the floor. With both hands pressed against the cell wall, he leant against them with his forehead pressed against the cold stone. "If we ever come out of this alive, I'll kill her - her and all of her men that she hides behind." he growled.

He turned his head slightly to look at Caitrin. "It's not luck." he stated, "It's love, just like what you hold for my brother." Oh yes, it was obvious even in a dimly lit cell that Caitrin still carried a torch for Griff, yet where he was, was a mystery to both of them. "You can tell me otherwise all you like, but I can see it." Lucan shot a weak smile at her.

A small laugh escaped him, and was replaced with the pain in his ribs, "and here was me thinking you preferred her to me...I suppose I should feel honoured." he replied turning around and now leaning back against the wall.

There was silence for a few moments before Luc decided to break it. "I know...that you don't think highly of me, even I don't think highly of me - but i'm not all bad..." he told her softly, "and no matter what you may think, I don't hate you - even though it may seem like I did, I never have." he paused, "So you can hate me all you want, but I just thought now might be the best time to run that by you - y'know...before my head ends up on that block." he said with some kind of chuckle added, as though he were having a private joke with himself.

Lucan smiled as Griff commented about how well he looked. In all truth Lucan hadn't felt this much alive in years, it was Camila though - all down to Camila and her ways. Everything right down to her smile made him happy. He merely nodded and looked to both Griff and Caitrin. "And how are you both?" he asked. Cait most likely wouldn't answer and Griff would come out with something along the lines of 'surviving'.

“Is Camila here already?”

Lucan nodded at this, "Just arrived some minutes ago actually, she's in the solar with Allard." He was glad that he had his Uncle's approval of Camila - he'd been dreading to think that this would all go wrong, but if Allard approved then what did he have to lose? Yes there was still the subject of his father and Elaine (well he really didn't care about Elaine but his father? Yes he did.) but none of that mattered right now. He had everyone who he cared about right there, even Caitrin - and he couldn't be any happier.

"Right..." he turned back to his brother and Cait, "Shall we go through? Camila and Allard are waiting."

He chuckled at Arthur's words. By the amount of papers, it certainly looked as though it would indeed take a year for Arthur to get through them. "There is a thing called a 'break' though sire, you should take one before you keel over from a papercut." he smirked. Arthur knew that he was joking but he seriously did need a break. Lucan had barely seen him lately and he looked a little pre-occupied.

Lucan took the seat that Arthur was now offering and made himself comfortable, even though at this time he felt so much more fidigty. He guessed that this was because he was nervous about what Arthur would say to all of this."Now, what is it that has brought you here?"

"Well..." he began and shifted slightly, "I...er...Well..." How the hell had he even proposed?! If he couldn't tell Arthur that he was getting married then the wedding would certainly be pathetic. "Im getting married." he shrugged, as though it was no big deal. "I thought it would be wise to tell you, after all you'd certainly raise questions if I turn up at court one day with my wife." He chuckled slightly, imagining the look on Arthur's face if he actually did that.