"Slow down hun, no need to haste" Igraine stared at her son with disgust and pride as he raced to complete his breakfast. "Sorry mom, must haste I'm eager to beat Goli" Arthur muffled with his mouth still filled with bread. "Yes yes your training sessions, but still slow down or you might not live to get there" Igraine smiled and kissed her son on his cheeks.
It had only been the three of them for sometime now and she had done her best at been both a father and mother to her sons. Since the death of her husband she promised herself to groom her boys to be just like him.
"Hey there young soldier" Goli entered the kitchen greeted his mother with a kiss and sat around the table. "I'm ready to beat you Goli" "I'm sure you are little brother, all in good time ." He smiled as he received his breakfast from his mother.
Gorlois served as a soldier for the kings army, he was one of the best. Great in strategy and weaponry that he was called upon in every battle. This meant he now spent less time at home, but every time he is he teaches Arthur what he has himself learnt.
"Shall we start after breakfast?" Arthur asked staring hopefully at his brother. " A little while after, if that's o.k. with mother." Their mother nodded " But remember you have some errands after" she said exiting the kitchen " and please be careful not to harm each other" she added and left for work.
Igraine worked as housemaid at the castle, she enjoyed her job as it kept her close to royally, she felt at home there almost as much as in the village.
