She wasn't hurt when Oliver bumped into her and dismissed his apology with a smile. At least the knights, focused on their training, hadn't noticed. Not that it would have surprised them. They were used to adoration. It was one of the reasons why Arthur had been so big headed in the days before Merlin had arrived in Camelot. The prince - the king, now - had changed for the better.

"Impressive, aren't they?" she agreed, "They're the reason that Camelot remains so secure, even after Uther's death. There are no other warriors in Albion like the knights of Camelot. Though ..."

She paused, before deciding that she could confide in Oliver.

"There are times when I do wish that they allowed ordinary people to join. Not just people of noble blood."