Our heroes make it to King Arthur's castle with the help of Hawk's mom. All of King Arthur's loyal subjects are accounted for within the castle walls. King and Diane still have yet to arrive at the castle. Merlin promptly begins treating the king with the assistance of a young boy, Gowther, and Elizabeth. Feeling restless, Ban and Meliodas decide to try and get answers from the villagers.

"So, where should we start first, captain?"

"I'll bet these people are awful thirsty after a near death experience," Meliodas suggested sarcastically.

"Alright! Get drunk and get in good with the locals!" Ban shouted joyfully.

As they walked the streets of the market hordes of people whispered among themselves. It was clear that Meliodas and Ban were outsiders but there was more hype out of this crowd than there usually was elsewhere.

"Captain, these people seem awful sketchy."

"It's probably because of the way you dress," a small voice echoed between the two of them.

Ban's eyes widened as he spun around. His heart pounded at the thought of hearing Elaine's sweet voice. His shoulders relaxed as he realized that the voice he heard did not belong to the goddess of the fountain. Standing before him was a petite little girl with a basket of bread. She smiled sweetly as she offered Meliodas and Ban a baguette.

"Thanks," Meliodas accepted happily.

"What's wrong with the way I dress, little girl?" Ban asked playfully as he patted the girl on the head.

"You two stick out like a—GIANT!"

The little girl screamed as she pointed toward the entry gate of the castle square. Diane's head peeked inside as the villagers scrambled for shelter. The little girl fainted onto Ban's feet. He abruptly scooped her up into his arms as Meliodas approached Diane.

"Hey Diane. Where ya been?"

"Oh, captain! It's awful! King is passed out cold!" Diane whimpered as she revealed King's limp body inside her back pack.

"Where the hell are his clothes?!" Ban shouted.

"Um, they were stolen," Diane sighed as she twirled her hair between her fingers.

"Who would want to steal King's clothes?" Ban scoffed.

Meliodas noticed all the villagers watching from prospective corners and exchanging glances.

"Why don't we take this inside at the Boar Hat? Ban, let's get some food ready for King and your little friend. We can start serving when we know King is alright," Meliodas suggested.

"What can I do, captain?" Diane asked sweetly.

"Start by telling me what happened."

Back at the castle, Elizabeth assists Merlin in nursing Arthur Pendragon back to health. Gowther hovers over her as she washes fresh bandages in an herbal bath that Merlin conjured up. Elizabeth rested her hands in the water for a long time before she realized that she was daydreaming.

"Is something troubling you, Princess?" Gowther asked.

"Oh, me? I was just remembering the story you told us earlier—about the two knights of Camelot. Is there more to it, sir Gowther?"

"Well, there is but most of it is just legend. The people of Camelot all have very different opinions about how the kingdom came to be as it is today," Gowther mentioned.

"Oh, I was just wondering, if the knights were both battling each other constantly, how did they decide who would be king?" Elizabeth asked as she placed a soaked bandage across King Arthur's forehead.

The King stirred in his sleep in response to Elizabeth's touch. The princess narrowed her eyes on the sleeping King as thoughts filled her head about the kingdom of Liones. As the third princess in line she knew she would probably never have to worry about the hierarchy of such things.

"I just can't imagine starting a kingdom with nothing to build off of. I mean, don't get me wrong being the head of the throne has never crossed my mind but what would it be like to have to fight for it? Whoever the first king was must have been very strong and powerful," Elizabeth concluded.

Gowther took a special interest in Princess Elizabeth's conclusion. He thought on it for a moment as he stared at the drapery in the room. His eyes landed on a tapestry decorated in purple and gold. Tassels lined the edges of an image of a golden bird with both wings raised upward in flight. He moved closer to it, seemingly to inspect it when in reality he was preparing for a sudden attack.

Gowther bent over at the knees as King's sacred treasure, chastiefol, soared into the room. Elizabeth shrieked as the weapon fixed itself inches above Gowther's head into the wall. The tapestry ripped and fell onto the floor.

"Sir Gowther! Are you alright?"

"ELIZABETH! Get out of there!" Meliodas shouted from outside of the castle window.

"Sir Meliodas? What's—"

Elizabeth was cut off as Ban tackled her to the ground. The chastiefol scrapped along his spine ripping bits of flesh from Ban's back. Ban's cells immediately regenerated as he scooped the Princess up and prepared to toss her out of the window.

"Ban! Wait!" Meliodas shouted as the chastiefol configured into its deadly state, multiply.

Elizabeth whimpered as she clung to Ban's neck. Hundreds of small daggers aimed at the two of them from all angles. Meliodas shouted angrily as he sprinted into the castle, "I'm coming Elizabeth!"

"Well, well, well, I didn't think I'd ever see the likes of you again, Ban the undead," a melodious voice purred.

Ban arched an eyebrow at a woman hovering next to King Arthur's bedside. He then began laughing so hard at the sight of her wearing King's clothes that he dropped Elizabeth on her bottom. His wailing laughter echoed in the chamber as Meliodas finally caught up. The woman was so angered by Ban's amusement that she abruptly began yelling at him.

"Holy shit, Wren, you look ridiculous," Ban howled.

"Is this any way to treat your childhood friend?! What the hell is the matter with you? I ought to smack the immortal right off your smug face!"

"Friend? Since when did we ever become friends, you old hen," Ban chuckled.

"Elizabeth, you're alright?" Meliodas asked sharply.

"Um, yes, I am fine," Elizabeth answered briskly.

"Good, now close your eyes. I'm gonna teach this bird a lesson," Meliodas smirked as he lunged toward Wren.

Caught off guard and distracted by Ban, Meliodas managed to tackle the young woman to the ground. He pinned her down and pointed to the bowl of water and herbs that Elizabeth was working with. Gowther stood perplexed at what had just unfolded so rapidly that he almost forgot about being attacked. He looked, bewildered, at the chastiefol and then again to Meliodas who was pleading for the bowl of water.

"Oh, I see," Gowther finally drew a conclusion and passed the bowl of water to Meliodas.

"Open wide," Meliodas chuckled as he poured the contents of the bowl onto Wren.

"Be careful, captain, she might lay an egg!" Ban snickered.

"You dick! I almost had it!" Wren shouted from underneath soaked crimson tendrils of hair.

Elizabeth watched as the chastiefol dropped to the floor with a metallic clink. Ban attempted to gather his composure as Meliodas slithered his way back to Elizabeth's side. Gowther stood at King Arthur's bedside staring at Wren, who still lay on the floor covered in herbal medicine.

"Do I even want to know what happened here?" Merlin's voice rang out from the doorway.

"She started it," Ban pointed at Wren who glared at him as she twisted medicine out of her hair.

"I beg your pardon, but who is she? And why is she dressed like sir King?" Elizabeth asked in bewilderment.

Ban lost his composure again and the laughter ensued. Wren's frustration peaked as she tackled Ban and began relentlessly beating on his face. Meliodas gleefully cheered for Ban, "Keep your chin down! Wouldn't want her to give you cooties!"

"Oh no! Anything but that!" Ban laughed hysterically as his broken bones regenerated.

"That is the phoenix Wren, Merlin's younger sibling," Gowther finally answered.

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