Morgana can do one of two things, acknowledge the tears, or something far easier, tease and challenge him.
It is what is easiest. "When I introduce you to my companions, you may not laugh. Do you understand me, Arthur? Yes, the are brothers, and yes, those really are their names," she whispers to him.
She looks toward the two men, "Rhys? Preece? Meet your King."
Preece and Rhys both bow.
"Rhys is on the right," Morgana whispers.
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