"Maybe that's why you haven't seen me since old Ardy left the throne, Sir Morgan. I imagine this room's been a bit quieter since then... Me being gone, and the assassination attempts slowing down I guess." He affected a frown and shrugged looking around. That was something he hadn't really thought about in the interim. It had been two kings since he'd been in this court, given that their reigns had been cut tragically short. At the foot of the throne he stopped, a comfortable conversational distance from Thomas. He returned the knight's smile, pleased with himself that things had gone so well so far. "So... how is the Keilaud life treating you these days? Is Sir Arnulf still running things around here? I remember he was among the most graceful about throwing me out. That's all water under the bridge, especially when the crown seems intent on putting wine in my cup, if only for a few days." It was an unexpectedly emotional reunion. He felt his speech slowing as he went and drifted further into reminiscence.