William laughed at his own cleverness as he continued on into the castle. After passing through a few chambers, he stood in the great hall of Camelot. Before him lay the Round Table, and at its head sat King Arthur.
Oh, for Christ's sake... I thought I told that fool not to admit anyone!
William bowed before the King as he said:
My lord, I am William. I have journeyed far to your marvelous court in hopes of joining you and your knights at the Round Table.
My dear boy, currently, I am not hiring. Kindly get the hell out.
But your majesty, it is my dream to serve you.
Son, no one wants to serve me anymore, not after what happened this past year. Deadly rabbits, bridges of death... It was horrible.
My lord, I will remain faithful. I know well what dangers await.
At this, Sir Lancelot burst into the hall.
Sir, the people are starting to gripe again.
Damn it, Lancelot. If this is about that bloody dragon again...
It is, my lord. Would you like me to take care of it?
No, I've a better idea. This young man here... Jonathan, was it?
William.
Whatever. Anyway, son, if you wish to prove yourself worthy of my knights, go slay that dragon. It's in a cave somewhere, I don't know where.
Um... Sure thing, your majesty.
Go then, and may God be with you.
William left the hall and mounted his steed. Taking one last look at the castle, he sped off into the night.
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