a/n Sorry about the mega long wait. So hopefully, this will appease you...


Pesky Children

It wasn't that he meant to be annoying or irritating or both. It just seemed he couldn't help it. Every time he was in the middle of the council, or writing papers it seemed his son was causing havoc.

It wasn't that he was naughty or that he was bored. He just enjoyed creating a fuss, especially if it meant his father had to come down and tell him off. Whilst this boisterous behaviour was encouraged during his training sessions (with a wooden sword) his behaviour towards the staff and the guards and his disregard for the fittings in the castle was simply unacceptable.

So the King stormed out in a fury, his son had let every single of their horses out which had caused a great stampede through the busy courtyard. One potter had broken a leg and a servant had narrowly missed being trampled.

It just wasn't acceptable.

He found him just where he expected, on the field behind the training area crouching in a bush. He yanked him to his feet.

"What is going on with you? I can't leave you for two hours without you trying to kill our citizens." The boy winced. "Answer me boy."

"Felt like it," the boy shrugged.

"That's not a good answer, tell me now."

He looked away purposely avoiding his fathers eyes. "Father, it's not important. It was a foolish act, I'm really sorry."

"As you should be, but I want to know why you committed such a foolish act," he paused, "please Arthur."

"You're never around and I don't have a mother and Morgana only visits in the summer..."

"You did this because you were bored?"

Arthur flushed and a sense of shame washed over Uther as he looked down at his young son. Arthur had no one to talk to when Uther was busy, which lately had been constantly since Olaf had decided to visit.

Uther fidgeted before pulling his son closer to him. " I'm not busy this afternoon, once the horses are rounded up, how about we go for a ride. We haven't been in a while and it's about time you learned to canter."

"Thank you" Arthur passed a hand over his face, rubbing at his eyes and nose.


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