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(( I think i watched game of thrones then wrote up this rp))
Nicklous sat back in his chair in a rage and took a sip from the mug of ale before replacing it on the table. He looked down at his feet waiting for everyone to stop staring at him then saw he had spilled some ale on his clothing, he wore nothing royal just typical hunting gear that you would see on someone in the local village apart from the fact the sword at his side had the royal mark on it . Gwaine had gone back to the other knight and Nicklouse was thankful for that as he was not in the mood for his drunken, exitable behaviour. After a while of sitting he finally saw that people had gone back to there drinks even his father who continued to talk amongst the members of the court.
Nicklous sat back in his chair in a rage and took a sip from the mug of ale before replacing it on the table. He looked down at his feet waiting for everyone to stop staring at him then saw he had spilled some ale on his clothing, he wore nothing royal just typical hunting gear that you would see on someone in the local village apart from the fact the sword at his side had the royal mark on it . Gwaine had gone back to the other knight and Nicklouse was thankful for that as he was not in the mood for his drunken, exitable behaviour. After a while of sitting he finally saw that people had gone back to there drinks even his father who continued to talk amongst the members of the court.