Lawrence was a busy King and didn't really have much use for pomp and ceremony, but it was part of his job, and Monica kept reminding him that it was traditional for the King to pose for a special portrait every ten years to mark the anniversary of his ascending the throne. So he didn't really have much choice. The Queen, who loved her husband dearly, dreamt of a magnificent portrait of him all decked out in his full royal regalia. So it had been arranged....
As luck would have it, Narin, who was the King's private secretary, also happened to be a very skilled artist, and he agreed to paint the portrait. Which pleased Lawrence no end, because he could still discuss business with Narin, instead of wasting his whole day standing there posing for a painting in silence with some flaky artist.
Narin was all set up in the great hall, ready to begin. "I understand that you'd like your horse in the painting as well Sire..."
"...so he's waiting in full armour, and I'll fetch him as soon as you are ready."
"Great. Shall we get started then?"
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