At Morgan's residence, just as everyone was happily gathered around a meal, a rhythmic knock sounded from outside. Kay conscientiously rose to answer the door.
However, the instant he opened it, Kay froze at the sight of the figure outside, clad in silver-white knight's armor and wearing a tiny golden crown of Britain.
"A-Artoria?"
Kay immediately came to his senses, hurriedly stopped himself and changed his form of address. Straightening up, he gave a solemn salute, intentionally or otherwise blocking the half-open door behind him and the sight of the courtyard. His lowered gaze drifted uneasily.
"Ahem, pardon me, My King. What brings you here?"
The Lion King paused with a frown. Then her brow relaxed, and she spoke after a moment of deliberation.
"I have some questions regarding this morning's proposal to abolish the Right of First Night that I would like to consult Royal Sister about. Yes, that's right. That is why..."
Kay stared at the Lion King's perfectly serious expression, his mind going blank as he muttered inwardly.
Why did that sound so familiar?
Then Kay abruptly snapped back to himself, the muscles in his face twitching.
Wait, wasn't that the excuse I used to run away?
Before Kay could react, however, the Lion King had already pushed open the door with one hand and walked in on her own.
At the sight of this unexpected visitor, everyone gathered around the hot pot froze, and an eerie silence descended upon the courtyard.
Clatter...
As Samael's fork "accidentally" slipped from his hand and landed on the table, Morgan finally reacted. Her brows drew together as she asked coolly.
"Why are you here instead of staying in the palace?"
"There are some state affairs I would like to hear Royal Sister's thoughts on."
The Lion King's reply was smoother