Morning

You wake up to a very irritated Gwaine shaking you.

"Time to wake up sleeping beauty." he says. You sit up, rubbing your eyes, trying to get your bearings. Everyone else is already awake, packed up and ready to go.

"We're all waiting on you?" Merlin says from his horse.

"Why the fuck did nobody think to wake me up before now." you say angrily gathering your things together.

"We thought you might need the beauty rest." Percival said.

"Yeah? Well if you don't watch it I'll show you beauty rest," you ball your fist, but King Arthur comes behind you, wrapping an arm safely around you.

"No need for **** this early in the morning, let's just get ready to go." he says and you feel the anger subside as you pack your things. Thankfully, outside of some wet clothes that you had dry next to the fire last night, you don't have much to pack and are ready to go fairly quickly.

"No breakfast," you ask.

"Can't, no time." Lancelot says, mounting his horse, "Have to eat on the road."

{if King Arthur < 10} {else}"There is some dried meat on the left side of your saddle," King Arthur whispers in your ear. You smile and mount your horse.{endif}

The procession rides out much as it did the following day.