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Elyan listened intently to the other knights' justification about how rules keep everything in order. He sighed and merely nodded choosing not to say anything. There was really no point of them continuing to argue about it. They just had very different views on this particular subject. It isn't like they're the first people in history to ever disagree over something. They just had to be civilised about it and act like the adults they were supposed to be. He decided the best thing was to just agree to disagree; otherwise they could stand there quarrelling for the rest of the day without Elyan actually learning anything from the experienced knight. That was the reason he was even here after all and by the gods he was not going to have woken up early and come all the way out here to just be chastised by some knight who followed all of the rules.

"Yes, I do." Judging by the raised eyebrow directed at him and the very unamused face, he came to the conclusion that he probably shouldn't have laughed lightly before. It had been another failed attempt at lightening up the situation. It was also probably a sign that this knight was more of the serious kind than the joking kind; something a smarter man would have realised the first time Elyan attempted to joke with the knight unsuccessfully. "Does that surprise you?" Thinking back on the entirety of the conversation a truthful answer would have to be no, it didn't surprise him. "Well I guess in all honesty, not anymore," he replied truthfully.

"Look, we could bicker about this all day or you could continue with why you brought me out here in the first place." He decided to be forward about it; it was after all more direct. He stood there expectantly, awaiting Iwan's response to his forwardness. That wasn't breaking the rules after all, was it? He had intended to make a good impression on this knight; that had been his plan. But apparently it wasn't going well. Hardly any of Elyan's plans ever went well; it was like he was a trouble magnet. He decided there was no use thinking so negatively. After all they still had the day ahead of them; maybe Elyan could change his mind...hopefully.

“Then I shall arrange it when I am recovered from the birth.” Elyan grinned at Caitrin. He was really looking forward to meeting the little one. It was a privilege in itself and he had said as much. It seemed all official now which only increased his excitement. He really couldn't wait. He had a vague image of what the baby might look like in his head, but he was sure the real thing would be so much better. Elyan didn't have a lot of experience with children, and he had to learn fast seeing as his sister was now married. She would probably be with child soon, since Camelot of course needed an heir. But he also knew Gwen always wanted to start a family. Like he had mentioned before, he was certain Gwen's children and Caitrin's children would become close friends.

The thought of becoming an uncle wasn't quite as daunting as he would have previously thought. It actually brought him considerable joy to think of a beautiful niece like her mother, or a strong courageous nephew like his father. He would attempt to spoil the child of course. Attempt, because he was sure the child's parents would take care of that themselves. "Oh I'm sure they'll share the limelight." He chuckled at the thought of his niece or nephew in court. "Even if they are the heir to the throne, your child would have the upper hand with that fiery hair of yours." He raised an eyebrow and laughed. "So I'm pretty sure they'll be on equal playing fields." He was already looking forward to it. What a sight that would be.

Elyan had been enjoying the Lady Caitrin's company immensely. Despite only meeting her today he already felt like they were already friends. It caused a smile to appear on his face. Which is why he would hate to lose her company so soon. However she was pregnant and so probably needed rest, despite her brushing away his apology. “Do you mind if we take some air?” He began shaking his head when she continued. "It's alright; I think I could use a little air as well. It does get quite stifling in these corridors." He smiled at her. There were many other knights on patrol here, so he would not be missed. It wasn't as if the castle would get attacked just because Elyan stepped out for a little while...he hoped. "Would you like to go to the royal gardens?" He knew it to be a very relaxing place, especially for the purpose of just getting some air.

"ouch...now that stung" Elyan chuckled at Merlin. He knew Merlin was manly underneath, just not in the typical sense of the word. To him, Merlin was a more of a lover than a fighter. But who knows he could be wrong about him, he could be a warrior in disguise. The thought amused him. He probably didn't have the muscles for it, the man was too skinny for his own good. But he probably had a lot of strength, maybe not totally physically, but in his heart. Merlin had proved that on many occasions, and Elyan wasn't stupid enough to dismiss it, or underappreciate it. He was more than glad to have Merlin's friendship whether he was a manly knight or a loyal servant.

All the knights had skill, and Elyan was honoured to be a part of the knighthood of Camelot; the most noble knights he had ever encountered. "Perhaps I need to work on my swordcraft a little more" Elyan laughed. "The maybe i'll be more manly" He grinned at Merlin. "Oh I'm sure you're manly enough already, my friend." He said punching him lightly on the arm playfully. "I mean you're Arthur's manservant, you probably have to have a heck of a lot of strength," he said laughing, teasing Arthur once more. It seemed he was quite good at that, though maybe not quite so good in front of Arthur himself.

Elyan was beginning to look on the bright side of what had happened; thanks to Merlin of course. "You could learn from it?" Elyan listened intently as Merlin continued. He chuckled slightly when he mentioned how it might help him in the military sense. He'd certainly never step foot in any place that looked even the least bit suspicious. One look at a weird looking piece of cloth tied to a tree and he'd be running for the hills, not to mention he'd probably never drink straight out of a well again. "I think that it will make you stronger than before - not that you could get any stronger" He chuckled. "I'll take that as a compliment." As Merlin continued, Elyan smiled at his words. "My thoughts exactly, although it had better be a darn good reason," he said laughing. "Well, we can't change the past anyway," so there was no reason to dwell on it. "No matter how much we want to."

“Well I doubt I could pull off your hair colour either, I think I would look utterly ridiculous.” He chuckled at that and tried to picture her with black hair. He scrunched up his nose slightly. Nah! Red hair suited her just fine; he couldn't imagine her in any other colour now. He continued to smile when she spoke of her husband. He'd have to meet the man one day. Elyan knew the child would be precious whether he or she looked like his or her mother or father. But Elyan did have a specific red-headed image in his mind and he secretly hoped that the child shared its mothers hair colour. He wouldn't blurt that out again, though he doubted Caitrin would protest. “You will have to meet my child once they are born; I insist.” He grinned at her. "Oh that is a certainty; it would truly be my privilege and honour to meet the young Aubert child." After all of this talk of the baby, he was too already excited!

Although Elyan didn't have a lot of experience in court, he was fairly sure that now, Camelot's would be magnificent. On his travels, the courts of the kingdom's he'd journey to wouldn't be at the forefront of his mind. But from what he'd seen, he didn't doubt Camelot's was up with the best courts in all the kingdoms. Now, he thought with a smile, it would be even better with the ginger addition that would soon be coming. He couldn't help but smile warmly at her enthusiasm on raising her child here. “It shall be an experience of sorts.” He chuckled. "That's one way of putting it," he began. "But I'm sure all of your children, especially this little one," he motioned to her stomach, "will steal all the attentions of the court."

At her word of telling Elyan when she experienced that wonderful sensation only a mother could really experience, he smiled. He hoped so. “My child is remarkable, I’m sure.” He laughed at her jest and went along with it. "Ah yes, of course. Nothing short of absolutely extraordinary," he said with joking over enthusiasm. Yes, at least now he was not going insane seeing things, he chuckled. “The child seems to have settled though, so maybe I will follow soon after.” He was glad to hear that her child was no longer bothering her, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad to hear that she might be leaving soon. "I hope I am not intruding if you need to sleep, I'd hate to think that I have made you stay up when you wish to go to bed." He would of course be the ever gallant gentleman.

Elyan nodded and gave a small smile at Sebastian's thanks and smiled at his words. Yes they barely knew each other but Elyan was confident that the prince was indeed a good man. He hoped maybe they could build a friendship. One could never have to many friends after all. "Indeed, mistalk of a Royal is something that happens often," Elyan listened intently as Sebastian spoke on about what a shame it was that people would rather power than happiness and how Arthur stuck through despite that. "So should you, for your efforts to rid your own kingdom of, how did you put it? snakes in the grass." He smiled warmly at Sebastian. Arthur was not the only righteous sovereign in these lands, but so was this prince, Elyan hadn't failed to know. He rather liked the metaphor too because it was so true. He made a note of it in his head.

At his quiet statement Elyan nodded his head. "Epscially when they might help shape the peace of my own country." He smiled at Sebastian's words. "Wise choice my friend." Some may speak ill of Arthur with the hope that he will fall, but that would never happen. "Already you prove your wisdom to Arthur and eventually your people." If this alliance didn't prove to the prince's people of Sebastian's good will, Elyan didn't know what would. "I only wish to be as wise as yourself one day." They were probably roughly the same age, but Sebastian was a responsible and wise adult as far as Elyan could see, probably because of the responsibilities the prince had on his shoulders. Elyan felt different, like he was still growing, he wasn't particularly wise yet. He'd be grateful if he became half as wise and responsible as the prince.

Elyan smiled back at Sebastian when he thanked him. "I am happy to have met you, Elyan." He grinned at the prince for his kind words. "I'm most honoured to have met you," he gave a softer smile. "It's not every day a prince comes through that door but even rarer that such a noble man comes here either." The fact that he was a prince was not the point, it was his nobility. Not his noble blood, but rather his noble heart. "If it's not too forward, are there any plans of a coronation?" He said in reference to Sebastian. He had been told his father had died, so naturally if Sebastian was heir then he would rise to the role. He hoped his curiosity hadn't been too bold.

At Gwaine's wink Elyan couldn't help but roll his eyes. “Anyway, it could be fun. You’ll never know until you’ve tried.” His eyebrows rose. "Fun?" He chuckled lightly. "I don't think fun's the word I would use." More like potentially humiliating. Gwaine's last words made him think however. Maybe he was right? He'd never say that out loud of course but Elyan wasn't the type to turn down trying new things. Not that charming women was necessarily a new thing, but in this tavern with Gwaine ever present to surely mock him the next day...yes it might as well be a new thing. He decided he wouldn't voice his thoughts. Maybe he could just bide his time and naturally talk to a barmaid or two eventually, after he'd settled in to the tavern a bit.

“I daresay I cannot refuse you, Sir Elyan.” Elyan chuckled at the use of a title that Gwaine also used. "Then the challenge is on." He said with sarcastic conviction. This would certainly be rather embarrassing if he ended up losing while gambling with the other knight. Well then he'd just better not lose. "Good luck in advance." He said with a smirk on his lips. A smirk he knew Gwaine couldn't see because Elyan was behind him, but the point still stood. He knew he probably shouldn't taunt Gwaine but the opportunity was too tempting. He'd regret it later if he did indeed end up losing...but that was later, this is now. There was no point dwelling on the possible large amount of mockery he could endure.

At Gwaine's words Elyan looked back down at his drink, deciding not to reply, and took a swig, drinking a little more than he probably should have in one gulp. “Are you up for a game of cards then Elyan? Unless you would prefer to charm women instead.” He caught Gwaine's tone of voice and narrowed his eyes at him. "Cards," he emphasised the word, "would be perfectly alright." He was pretty good at card games at least. "So Gwaine, how much are you willing to bet in this game of ours?" Granted they didn't have any cards yet, but someone around here was bound to have some and they'd get to that formality later. "Or we could play without money, if that's what you'd prefer." He took another swig from his ale and raised his eyebrow in challenge. It seemed this drink might just be getting to his head.

Elyan couldn't exactly say it was bad that the knight followed the rules so thoroughly. But he couldn't help but wonder how that must have affected his social life, or how it might have completely destroyed it. But then again maybe he was completely wrong, maybe Sir Iwan had an excellent and extremely active social life and Elyan just didn't know about it. He knew none of the other knights were like this but maybe it was a good thing to have at least one knight who really followed every regulation. The rules are there for a reason and Elyan was not going to judge a knight for following them...even if he followed them to a tee. They were just different, that's all...very very different. Elyan had never liked rules, ever since he was a child, he'd gone with the thought that rules were only there to be broken. Obviously, Sir Iwan had been brought up with very different ideas in his head.

"Eventually?" Elyan didn't fail to hear the slight disdain and confusion in his voice when he questioned Elyan's answer. Quite frankly he wasn't very sure what there was to be confused about. "That's rather...definite." Ah. It seemed Elyan probably should have worded his previous answer better, but at the time he hadn't thought much of his wording. But was it not definite? No knight was perfect, well apparently apart from Sir Iwan. But for mere mortals and especially Elyan, a rule, at least a little unimportant one was bound to be broken. It was almost impossible to believe that this knight had never broken a rule. He must have...at least once, by accident maybe. He made a note to ask the knight after they'd gotten to know each other a little better, maybe when the knight actually began to like, or at least tolerate him.

When Elyan continued to try and lighten the mood, he knew as the words had come out of his mouth that this man was not the type to laugh when it came to breaking rules. The smile that had been on Elyan's face completely fell, when a smile failed to appear on Sir Iwan's. At his very firm and confidant answer Elyan's eyebrows raised. "Rules are to be adhered to, otherwise there would be chaos." Elyan snorted. "Oh come on, even you must have broken at least one tiny little rule at some point since you were knighted." He had planned to wait before saying something like that, but it had just blurted out. "Nobody's perfect," he added.

Elyan continued to chuckle with Merlin while they teased Arthur without his knowledge. He knew he should probably feel a little guilty but it was all in good fun. Despite everything, Elyan still saw Arthur as a brother of some sorts, or a friend. So, was it so bad to joke about him mercilessly behind his back? Nah, it's alright. "I'm quite sure us teasing him isn't really going to help," he said grinning. "But is that really going to stop us? Nah." He patted Merlin on the shoulder in jest and continued to laugh. It seemed laughing at the expense of the man you almost killed did wonders in making you feel better. The ridiculous thought amused him.

He frowned at Merlin's silent response, and wondered if maybe he shouldn't have voiced his thoughts. "I hope you do not think any less of me for what I have said." After everything Merlin was doing for him, just being there as a good friend; he'd hate to jeopardise it with a few words. "I do of course wish every single day since she left, that she would come right back, safe and sound." He wished everything between his sister and the king would go back to normal, but sometimes things, especially love weren't always fair. He did not, however, want to take back his words if he could. He spoke the truth and honestly felt a lot better after saying it out loud. He just hoped Merlin did not think him a horrid brother because of it.

He instantly felt relieved at hearing Merlin's response. He never usually thought much about what others might think or say about him, it never really bothered him. But after the possession he'd hate the other knights, his fellow brothers in arms, to think him weak. Or after his attempt on the kings life, they could've thought of him as disloyal to the crown and the kingdom. That was most definitely not true. If Elyan knew one sure thing about himself, it was his loyalty to Camelot and Arthur. "I must say, that is a relief to hear," he said letting out a small sigh. His face broke into a warm smile at hearing one of the other knights, Sir Lucan had asked about him. They weren't particularly close, but he appreciated it greatly. "I will be sure to give him my thanks for his concern." It was the least he could do. "Oh and thank you for not talking too much about what happened, it makes me feel much more comfortable," he admitted. He knew Merlin wasn't the type to gossip and talk, but he felt the need to thank him nonetheless. "Although I'm sure there must be a few rumours and bits of gossip around the castle," he said with a sombre face.

AWWW! ARTHUR! You're too kind and awesome! Sorry for adding to your list Hehe! You are not horrible! Take your time! Seriously, I really don't mind how long it takes You can be as slow as you like Oooh by the way I was thinking maybe one of the layouts could be Elyan as a blacksmith and another of him as a knight? I dunno, I'm not very good at this kind of thing so you can just do what you like really ;D *HUGS BACK*