I was born here in the Orkney Isles, in the lands of my mother's husband King Lot, though my sojourn there was brief given the small matter of the attempted infanticide. (x)
My brother, Sir Gawain of Orkney's hair, with my brother, Sir Gawain of Orkney somewhere beneath it. This is a very rare image of this stage of my brother's life; most likenesses of him from this...rather unfortunate period of his life were burned. But, of course, what sort of brother would I be if I didn't find some way to save at least one for posterity? I think the next time I'm around the spawn, it might drop out of my saddlebag conveniently. (x)
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