For Lamorak

[fingersofleaf]

Percy is busy in the garden, turning over the hard frosted soil in what will hopefully be the cold frame, with a little work. His limp is better than it was before, and he's happily grubby.

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[sonofpellinore]

He is shaken and a little shaking. His sword is clean and sheathed, but there's still some blood and a minor wound or two. And he doesn't know quite where else to go. So he is here.

[fingersofleaf]

Percy catches sight of him quickly and lets the shovel fall, going to him. "Lamorak! What's wrong? What happened?"

[sonofpellinore]

"I did not mean it, brother. He was half-crazed. I..." He shakes his head.

[fingersofleaf]

"Hey, now, what happened?" putting hands on his shoulders.