I apologize for that, my lady.
But it will subside before the wedding, I'm almost certain. After all, the tournament of celebration should distract from all of the drama one can hope.
He presented his in return, linking his arm around hers ever so gently.
“News of the wedding spread so faraway?” He allowed an impressed expression to lift from his features. “Will be a splendid one indeed. Was it a complicated travel here?”
— Far away, farther than any of your maps here dare to cover— she grins softly, offering an arm gently as an invitation for a walk around this new scenario she’d found herself in.
Don’t get Kahlan wrong, she’d been there a handful of times, yet never had the creature taken+
The retraction of his person was noted, causing his hand to fall carefully to the side. Yet there still claimed to be a slight smile over his features. “Knight or not, you still have a sentimental presence here.”
"Yesterday," Mordred said softly, taking a small step away from the touch.
"Because I don't need to announce myself, Sir Galahad. I'm not a knight anymore."
“It is not.” He confirmed, declaring a rather proud smile despite it not being his wedding. However, it was Camelot cheering for such a beautiful union so why not be proud.
“Which Kingdom do you hail from then?”
Seemingly so, like all of us, I presume, my dearest— she softly grins— although many more shall arrive in the coming days. It’s not that often that we are able to see a royal wedding
The knight bowed his head with a kind smile broadening across his features. His own sage hued eyes offering delicacy over her preference.
“Of course, Kahlan. Are you here for the union of the King and his future Queen?”