Pain. Pain. Oh and what a surprise more pain. Gwaines eyes shot open pulling him back from the comforting darkness. Though his vision was blurry he still managed to make out that he was in a dungeon cell. The first thing that made it very clear was his wrist were bond behind his back, the second was the way the only light coming into the dark cell was from the gaps in the bars of the door. Now either it was a really bad tavern or it was a dungeon. He placed the back of his head onto the cold bare wall with a small hiss of pain. He wasn't exactly sure where he was hurt, as his entire body felt like a dull wall of pain. Judging by the blood steadily flowing from his leg the knight assumed that was it. Sir Gwaine was a knight of Camelot, the bravest knights in the five kingdoms, well that's what everyone said. Though he didn't look much like a Knight of Camelot at the moment, his red cloak with the golden dragon crest had been ripped of rather unceremoniously. Apart from his chainmail he didn't look knightly at all! His hair was a mess, his trousers stained red and a cut spread along his cheek bone. However peace wasn't kept for long as Gwaines thoughts were rudely inturruped. The knight fidgeted as two guards entered followed by a tall man with reasonly long dark brown hair. Cenred. Gwaine had hoped not to meet the guy again since his immortal army had taken hold of Camelot with the help of Morgana. The witch had teamed up with the king that Arthur and the knights believed to be dead.
"Ahh, Sir Gwaine the bravest of all the knights but not a noble. Personly I don't know what Prince Arthur was thinking making all you commoners knights." Cenred stepped forward placing a hand on Gwaine's cheek slowly moving across the cut on the bone. Gwaine flinched away at the touch "I don't know about bravest but most handsome, that suits me more I think." Gwaine released a smile while snapping his head out of Cenreds fingers. This the king didnt like, as he quickly grabbed the knights hair tugging his head back with a snarl."I can change that for you." He snarled his face inches from Gwaines."But I think I will leave you with a question. What is the best way to get into Camelot? Oh and before you are to quick to refuse, we will make you tell us, either you tell us or we make you scream it to us instead." seeming pleased with himself, he and his guards left, leaving a extremely angry Gwaine behind.
This was princess's fault. That noble prat had thought it to be a good idea to make him take a letter to a neighbouring village, alone as punishment for embarrassing his royal Highness in front of some Lords who were visiting.