Arturia nodded. Though only a vague start, it was a solid foundation. "I will commit Britain once a way has been found, but it must be found first. Until then, we must continue to be on guard against this corruption."

Perhaps there was; though she was true royalty by blood, Morgan had not had the years of training to lead a kingdom. By contrast, it had been drilled into the young queen since birth that even the simple stance of a monarch must exude proper regal bearing, project an image of strength for the people to look up to.

It was the way that only a queen could carry herself, the bearing of a person who understood that she was always on display.