Displaced Prince

Paris drove the Zorx slowly along the street, following the directions Dave had given him. It had been years since he had seen John, but was looking forward to renewing his acquaintance. During filming, John had taken Paris under his wing when he had been plucked from his lowly status as an extra and given the chance to play Theodred. Not that he had really had to do anything. No lines and a lot of lying around groaning, but it had been unlike anything he had done before, and he had been grateful for John’s help and guidance. And he had enjoyed John’s company.

He spotted the house Dave had described, and pulled onto the driveway. He turned off the engine, and got off the bike, pulling his helmet off, and unfastening his jacket. He stopped, looking in one of the small mirrors, and ruffled his hair. There was always the possibility Sam would be around and, well ...

Dave had told him to check the boatshed round the back, so he headed off down the walkway in search of John.