Arthur

[willysilver]

Willy hated being summoned by his mother. It meant a trip into the realm of the fae. He didn't mind the land but he disliked dealing with the questions and the looks from his kin. Still, so long as he was here he would enjoy himself. There were delicacies he could only get at hime, dances he could only enjoy here. Books, trinkets, music

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[rexque_futurus]

"You do," Arthur said. It'd been a long journey from the entrance point he'd found, but even the fae seemed to know he was no longer the scared boy he'd been the last trip he made here. The sword alone was enough magic at his hip to make it clear that this was a legend in the flesh and he was not to be bothered.

He offered his hand to Willy in greeting, and paid no attention to the soft whispers of surprise that Arthur was actually deigning to speak to one of them, to perhaps form alliances.

"Good to see you."

[willysilver]

"You seem well," he replied with a smile. It was the best way to sum it up. The last meeting the boy had been not quite himself. Struggling. Now he seemed to have found peace and perhaps some understanding.

"And what is it I may do for you?" he asked, giving Arthur's hands a squeeze before letting go.

[rexque_futurus]

Arthur took a breath and settled far more seriously. "Is there a place where we may talk without being overheard?"

While he didn't doubt that those in Avalon knew vaguely of what he planned to bring down on them, he still wasn't taking chances.

[willysilver]

"Although I do not live here, my mother keeps my chambers for me in the palace. We can go there," he said, giving a slow nod to the large building. "Come along. We can pass by the kitchen and get something to drink."