“Don’t be, this’ll be lots of fun for us, not everyday one goes exploring.”
“You know, you’ve never told me about your home. I’d like to hear about it someday if you’re up for telling.” He smiled as they rode. “Everyone seems to say they learn something here. I wonder what they do end up learning. We’re happy to have you here.”
“I don’t mind talking about it. It’s not as though I ran away. But with my twin married, and Edward — well, it was just better that I went away. And, too, there’s nowhere better to observe the workings of a great castle than Camelot.” Summer slid the reins through her hands, contemplatively. “The way you train your knights, too — Edward can’t leave Dobria, but I can bring him this knowledge and make us stronger against Odin.”
Arthur listened in as Summer spoke about her home. “Why Camelot though? We’re far from your home as it is. Not that I’m not happy you’re here, you’ve brought a fresh air here that has changed the darkness that’s been surrounding us as of late. I’m glad that how the knights are trained will be of help against Odin.”
Summer coloured, ducking her head. “It’s very kind of you to say so, my lord. Camelot because — well, for one, because there is you. There aren’t very many young heirs or young lords just now, so of course I should come to where the folk of my age and rank are gathering, and that is here, around you.” Ducking under an outstretched limb, she went on, “Also Camelot, for good or ill, is a leader to the lands around. To know the temper of Camelot is to know which way many of the other kingdoms will incline. It’s not just the knights’ training I hope to take home, but friendship here. I think I haven’t done so badly there.” She grinned at him.