Here's something that even the modern person can relate to. But I thought it would be fun to give our heroic Prince of Camelot a new facet to his personality, to remove his fearless persona just a bit... Enjoy, review, and suggest! It's all good! :)
Chapter 19
Arthur blinked at his wife in shock when he realized what she had just asked of him. "Wait—Fly? A-as in board one of those-those flying machines?" She nodded matter-of-factly, her arms settled over her growing stomach. "Why? Doesn't Danny usually come to California to be with everyone? We could open the portal and-"
-"It's our turn to travel," Kelly interjected softly. "That's exactly the way we've done it for the past six years,ever since Danny got his job . And I'm not opposed to a four-hour flight across the country. Alex will be six, and the baby will be a few months old." She reached for her husband's hands, taking them into her own. She watched her husband with wide, anxious hazel eyes. "Think of all the sights you can see; Manhattan, Time Square on New Year's Eve, Staten Island..." She bit her lip, hoping her attempt at visualization was working, and she did see something bounce around behind that man's stubborn gaze. "Come on, it'd be fun! It would be an amazing Christmas," she cajoled. "I need to see my family at that time of year, and just imagine all your firsts..!" Tightening her hold on his hands, she whispered, "Our firsts..."
Arthur ran a hand through his dirty blond hair and he paused, completely apprehensive. "It's not the leaving Camelot that bothers me," he admitted, clearly battling inner demons. "I.." He grimaced as shame flooded his face a deep red. "I-I could handle the driving. I can even handle Alex riding a bicycle...but flying...." Arthur shook his head as dread filled his core. He strode to look out the window of his chambers. Fighting for the proper words, he stuttered, "I-I find the idea of-of flying to be...frightening."