It's true. He'd be so much less fun if he wasn't making us constantly want to rip out our hair. [SAID FONDLY DESPITE HIMSELF. CHRIST, ARAMIS.]
[Shakes his head, though, sobering up since...] ... He's sleeping with a king. [....... jaw clenching up a little as he, once again, suppresses the tiny bit of jealousy he feels whenever he has to bring this up FFS.] King Arthur, to be specific.