"I've just got more sense than to annoy my father to the point of punishment." Arthur said. Although he had been punished by his father over the years, he had never ended up in the stocks. He was very glad about that, it didn't exactly look fun. "I'm actually perfectly content with being feared, although I don't think it would stop people from throwing fruit at me."
Arthur grinned, the first proper smile since he had arrived in Cardiff. "You obviously just have a face that people like throwing things at."