That quickly, Sir Lamorak paled of all colour again.
"Uh, well, I do remember quite a bit of that night, so I am not afraid." He stated, and Artie narrowed her eyes at him. She leaned forward, staring at him.
"Oh? Do you remember all of it? How about when you got on your knees and sobbed, begging me to forgive you?" His cheeks flushed with colour, and Sir Kay and Sir Geraint stared at him. So did everyone else.
"I-I do remember that." He muttered, and Artie smirked.
"How about when you were telling me I could punish you however I wanted to? That I could banish you from the Kingdom." Sir Percy was slack jawed next to Artie, while Sir Lamorak covered his face with his hand.
"Do we really need to let the others know this?" He asked softly, practically pleading with her. Artie's smirk was playful as she stared at him.
