My first drabble, written on September 29th.
When Macbeth opened the door, he was surprised to find Arthur Pendragon standing there. "Arthur? Is there something you need?"
Arthur shrugged. "Well, in a way. Can I come in?"
"Of course." He led him into the living room. "Can I get you something?"
Arthur shook his head wordlessly. Noticing Macbeth's questioning gaze, he said softly "I needed to get away from the others and all that…modern things. I just… need someone who understands that this is new for me." He looked up hesitantly. "Do you mind?"
Macbeth slowly wrapped his arm around him. "You will always be welcome here."
Reviews are always appreciated.