Feb. 16th, 2012

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When the mayor of Lorlisfax Bridge sent Amy the letter about Hubert and what happened, Mal didn't think much of it. He had bigger fish to fry at the time. Named Blanche.

Blanche. Ugh.

But Amy was not dissuaded! After Blanche and Perseus were taken to God only knows where in the castle, Mal followed Am--the Queen to a sitting room, and the first order of business is heavy on Mal's mind and stomach, so Amy orders up a full tea service with all sorts of delicious biscuits and fruit alongside.

Mal was in the middle of trying to describe Ace's blue glowy grapes and how complimentary to scones they are when Amy picks up the butter knife and starts to stare more at it than him. "What're you ponderin'?"

"Do you want the full ceremony, or something quieter?"

Um? "What ceremony?"

"The knighting, of course. Though I should warn you, the full ceremony is a very full ceremony. Throne room, kneeling, lots of fussy language to memorize, and Perry and I would probably have to wear ermine."

"What? No, that's not necessary - I barely did anythin', Amy, you know that."

"Mal," Amy chides, "One of the best things about being Queen is that my opinion about the value of a man's actions is pretty highly regarded. And this trip was certainly not what you signed on for. Let me do this."

"Here's good," Mal smiles finally. "Captain Sir Malcolm Reynolds." Over tea and laughter, Amy bestows a knighthood on Mal's shoulders with the blunt knife, and they get back to eating.

Wait until Amy gives him his medal.


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