How it opens
You were Clarence then, a page with three years' service and no opinions allowed, and you believed the world was exactly as the priests described it.
Tournament day filled Camelot with banners, bad verse, and knights practicing their scowls.
Sir KayBy the mass, a fiend, or worse, a foreigner. Hold him for the King's justice.
Choose
Set the bowl down and say nothing, as a page is trained.
Ask him straight out where his strange clothes come from.
Tell him he will be tried before the King himself.