"Certainly not me." She jests, while handing over her son, carefully, despite his size.
"I can't imagine anyone resisting him either. Think of the ladies from afar coming to compete for him." Granted, ladies initially came to Camelot to try such things with Amhar, long before she was married, but quickly learned they would get nowhere.
Arthur Pendragon - Post a comment
High King of Albion