Chapter 29: An idiot with bad intentions

Lady Morgan stood with her arms crossed, staring at the new King as she stood wrapped in one of the knight's arms. She appeared pale, and sickly, because she was, and it made Lady Morgan frown. 

"Sire, I understand that you want to be like the others, but breeches, Artie? Why do you need to wear men's clothes?" Lady Morgan asked of the new King, who turned towards her with a smile. Artie had expected someone to question her, and wasn't shocked that it was Lady Morgan. She had done every badass thing possible while still remaining every inch of a lady. Unfortunately for her, Artie was just built differently. 

"I am not someone who enjoys wearing dresses, Lady Morgan. I often wore what I call pants, or breeches. I even wore shorter breeches and the occasional skirt. But those were cut short, giving me freedom of movement. I like the freedom that comes with wearing my pants." Artie told her with a grin. That only made Lady Morgan frown more.