‘Tis a great tale, Arthur’s rise to the throne. My great powers of deception allowed this renowned and powerful king to come into existence. I do not hold any regret over our deception, the death of the Duke of Tintagel was an inevitability. For Lady Igraine to bear the fated King Arthur, he was a necessary and unfortunate casualty. It also did not help his cause that he had created an enemy of King Uther Pendragon. His wife, Lady Igraine appeared to hold no ill will against us. She also seemed rather relaxed that King Uther Pendragon had slept with her during our elaborate ruse. It is also quite odd that Lady Igraine was so carefree about young Arthur being delivered to me. Fate would have it be regardless, however.
Arthur’s rise to king was destined to be at the hands of his mythical sword. His noble blood had been kept secret in order to craft him into the celebrated king that he will forever be known as. His humble reaction to being deemed king displayed the necessity in his childhood outside of the nobility. As I had predicted, fate would have Arthur unite all of England and Scotland. His reign as king would forever be remembered and tales would be told of his noble kingdom.