So? We have ridden since the snows of winter covered this land, through the kingdom of Mercia, through... Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here? Burn her anyway! My liege! I would be honored. The Britons. Please! He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp. Yes.