Welcome to chapter 8!
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As he turned his eyes widen in shock 'it's Grandpa of course he would be alive at this time' thought Lance hearing so many stories about his Grandpa from his parents.
Realising he wasn't a Prince just a lowly civilian the 16 year old quickly bowed to the King as Uther came and stopped in front of him.
Uther gave the boy a small smile when he bowed. "Raise your head boy" he said making Lance stand up, he saw a small smile on Uthers lips. 'I probably remind him of Dad' thought Lance.
"Did you need something my King" Asks Lance, 'he's very polite' thought the King. He then walked over to a bench and sat on it. "Come sit with me" he said.
Lances eyes widen at what he said. "Yes Sir" and he sat next to the King, trying to not look as nervous as he felt.
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Third person pov...
Lance and the King sat together of the bench, Lance wiped his forehead with a towel he brought out with him. He leant his Sword up against the bench next to him.
He waited for Uther to speak. "Who taught you to wield a blade?" Asked the King making Lance look at him. The boy answered nervously but put on a brave face.
"My father did sir, he taught me when I was a child Sir" he said smiling softly as he remembers his Dad's training.
"Really, what did you father do son?" Lance was lost for words 'I can't say 'oh my dad is your 23 year old son' can I'
"H-He was a knight of Camelot Sir, but he died years ago" said Lance coming up with a good lie. "I'm sorry to hear that he would be proud of you" said Uther putting a comforting hand on Lance's shoulder. "Thank you your majesty" said Lance smiling at the man.
Uther then had a thought. 'No I shouldn't allow it but I am curious' Uther then stood up from the bench and stood in front of Lance.
"My boy as your Father was a Knight of Camelot I will give you a chance to prove yourself to me, I will let you join the Mêlée and fight with the other knights and my son and if you come Second plae atheist then you will begin training to be a knight of Camelot but if you should loose then you will become a servant and never wield a sword again. Understood" said Uther a smirk on his face.
His words made Lance surprised "really you'll do that for me Your Majesty" said Lance becoming more excited than Nervous. Uther saw this and become even more interested "of course my boy now will you take this Offer" with that Uther held out his hand to the boy and Lance shook his hand.
"I will make you Proud sir" he said, "what is your name boy before I forget" Asked Uther. Lance smiled at the man "I'm Lance Pen sir" he said quickly coming up with a surname.
Before the 16 year old ran off to find Arthur and Merlin. From behind him Uther gave a small smile 'Lance Pen huh' he thought to himself before walking back to the Castle.
Lance pov...
"Oh my god! I cannot believe that happened" I shout/ whisper, I get to compete in the Mêlée I can't wait to tell Dad and Papa. I continue running through the Castle making sure to dodge the maid's walking around.
But as I go around a corner I run into someone making them fall over. I groan and rub head where I ran into the person. "Ow that hurt" I mutter to myself before I get picked up by my Collar.
But I don't get put down but the person keeps hold of my shirt. "It's only a brat" said a males voice 'oh shit' I then look up and see a man well dressed obviously a Knight here for the Mêlée.
"Well what do you have to say for yourself Boy" growled out the Knight while his Servant smirks at me. "Um sorry" I squeak out. The knight brings me closer to his face.
He is not happy at all that I bumped into him. "That did not sound genuine" said the servant. "Yes I think so too, maybe you ought to say it again Boy" he siad saying Boy like it was an insult.
"But I just did!"I complain, the Knights face turns red with anger 'I probably shouldn't have done that' I think to myself before the Knight goes to punch me but is stopped by a voice.
"Sir Oswald! Please don't harm him" Yelled Dad running over to us sword in hand ready to protect me. "Arthur!" I exclaim happy to see him.
The Knight then dropped me onto the floor he glared at me before turning and walking away with his Servant. From the floor I breath a sigh of relief.
"Hey Lance you okay?"Asked Dad
"I am now thank you" I say before standing on my wobbly legs,Arthur let's me hold into him. "Let's get you to Gaius" he said before walking me to Gaius' Chambers.
"Oh yeah Arthur, the King is letting me compete in the Mêlée!" I tell the Prince making him look at me surprised so I begin to explain what happened.
"Well that's amazing news Lance, you'll have to train with me and the Knights at some point" he said grinning at me as we walk to Gaius.
To be continued...
Wooo! So Lance gets to compete in the Mêlée!
Hope yoy liked thus Chapter!
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