"Father, I need to address the public they can't revolt against the crown its treason!" Uther coughs and quickly holds his breath before turning to Gaius for assistance.
"I think what your father means, sire, is that going now will only fuel the smell… I mean the strength of the resistance."
"Gaius is absolutely, right." Uther agreed causing the rest of the council to nod and mutter their support. "I will end the revolt, myself. You are dismissed, Arthur."
Arthur was about to dissent but at his father's tone and glare he swiftly bowed and excused himself from the court.