Right? I mean, where's the welcoming feast? The crowds chanting our names? They ain't exactly winning us over here!

[ Most people would probably settle for an actual bed, but Mordred dreams a little bigger than that. ]

Dammit, that's it! I'm gonna give this Regent a piece of my mind, and a piece of my fists! [ She jumps back onto her feet... then winces immediately, putting a hand on the nearest slab for support. ] Eh... guess I'll wait for 'em to show their face first.