A shadow crosses Mark's face at that, but he doesn't look away. He can do the math: Arthur said he'd only been King for nearly a year, which means it was less than a year ago that his Father died.

"... Usually," he admits, and his tone manages to make it clear that he feels a little chagrined for having brought the subject up that way.

"I'm sorry," he adds, brow knitting with sincere sympathy. "That can't have been easy." Could it? He had no idea what Arthur's relationship with his father actually was like, and it seemed a poor idea to rely on legends to fill in the gap.