After Arthur Pendragon defeated Vortigern, he reclaimed his rightful throne as the true king. He knights his friends and is now in charge of the kingdom. More than a year has passed and everyone seems to be focused on why the King still hasn't found...
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Daisy looked at herself in the full-length mirror in her room. Emma, one of the ladies who helped raise Arthur when he was little, assisted her with tightening the back of the dress. "There you go. It looks perfect on you. It's so great that we wear the same size. I'll find more dresses for you. The green suits you very well. It makes your blonde hair stand out." She praised Daisy.
"I would prefer not to stand out." Daisy said.
The comment caught Emma's attention. "Why not? You're young, you're beautiful, and it seems Arthur's already smitten with you."
"He's what?" Daisy turned around to face Emma.
"It's obvious. Last night after dinner, I noticed he had so much excitement and happiness in his eyes. I've never seen this type of a reaction when he's around the women who have showed up at the castle." Emma recalled.
"You mean other women like me have randomly showed up here?" Daisy asked.
"No. When there are feasts and people are invited. The women obviously do their best to throw themselves at him, but he simply brushes them away." Emma replied.
"I'm not going to stay here for long term. In fact I'm planning on leaving soon. I will go and tell him myself." Daisy said.
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(AN: Listen to this song until the end of the chapter.)
Daisy walked down the staircase until she reached the floor of the main hall. The hall is mostly empty except for the servants walking back and forth once in a while. She walked past the arch of the wall and stepped into the next room. It happened to be the room where the Round Table is located. The room seemed to be empty but when she took a step to the left, she noticed there is one person in the room.
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King Arthur lifted a rag and cleaned the table in the section where wine had spilled from last night. His head hung down as he looked at the area that he's cleaning. Daisy couldn't help but notice how concentrated he seemed to be in completing such a basic chore. She's surprised he didn't make one of the maids clean up the mess.
