Artie was the one who opened the door of the office to let them in.
One, because she wanted to personally check on Sir Mordred, and two, because she was a control freak. And the ladies needed to clean up all the fabric spread around the room.
"Ah, Sir Mordred, it's safe-" Artie felt the words dry up in her mouth as her eyes widened.
The other people on the other side of the door did the same. Sir Percy even gasped.
She had joked, but she didn't really think that the three men were going to be on the other side of the door. In fact, quite a crowd was waiting outside of her door, especially given the current circumstances.
Sir Percy, Sir Lancelot, Sir Kay, Sir Geraint, Sir Lamorak, and Sir Mordred. That was far too many people to just be looking for her.
Artie met Sir Percy's gaze first, and his eyes were wide, shocked, and his cheeks were flushed.
