A Feast of Lies
The evening was drawing near in Camelot. The feast that was meant to finalize the treaty was set for tonight, the preparations already laid with the kitchen staff. Perhaps finally the war could be put behind them and things could return to normal in Camelot. Uther smiled as he gazed out the window across his kingdom. He felt content at the success the treaty would bring. Camelot had a new ally in the fight against magic and the kingdom could prosper. Now all he had to do was inform the people of the arrangements.
He turned towards the door, "Guards!" he called. The doors creaked open and one of the guards stepped in, "Send in the messenger boy." he ordered. He waited patiently until the young messenger boy tumbled into the room. "Go find Arthur and bring him to me." he commanded. He wasn't sure where Arthur was at the moment and he wanted to ensure that he came immediately.