Crimson cloaks and courtesies. || Julia and Mordred.
"Well at least i can dress myself." She said back. She rolled her eyes a little then laid her head on her horse. "Ughhhhhhh"
Mordred chuckled silently to himself, Arthur rolling his eyes at Julia’s comment and the group fell silent.
"Oh but I get nothing for that! Come on it's funny and it's true!" She seemed a tad but offend no one laughed. "Wow." She giggled "it was funny watching him try to dress though."















