Chapter 62: A beast on a leash

Eventually, a knock was heard at the door, but Sir Lamorak called out. 

"Not yet!" And silence filled the room. Artie finally felt embarrassed at her behaviour. She sniffed, feeling like she'd done something she shouldn't have. 

"I…I shouldn't have taken that out on you." Artie whispered, and Sir Lamorak sighed. 

"Then who were you going to take that out on? Sir Percy? Lady Morgan? Or Sir Kay and Sir Geraint?" Artie flinched. His tone wasn't accusing this time. His arm squeezed her. "It's alright, Artie. I am not opposed to you being like this. In fact, I find it comforting that you would do so around me." He told her. Artie flinched again. 

"I don't like…being like this around others." She wasn't comfortable opening up like this. If it was a joke? Artie was unstoppable. She could turn her whole life into a joke and be fine, but moments like this? She repressed and repressed until it didn't hurt as much when she didn't bring it up.