Sir Gawain sat in his chambers, staring out the window at the cloudless sky. Things had been slow in recent days, and he was growing tired of training countless hours in the courtyard. Rising to his feet, he stretched and groaned, then walked quickly to his wardrobe. Glancing to the door to make sure he would not be disturbed, he opened the large wooden door, and stepped quickly inside.<br/><br/>Shutting the door behind him, he looked down at the beam of light streaming through the floor, and fumbled for the handle hidden in the floor. "Aha!" he said with a triumphant laugh, "There we go!" He pulled the handle up, opening a secret door in the floorboards. Moving swiftly down the stone steps, he arrived just outside the chapel, disregarding Lady Gallahad, deep in prayer within. Coming to the great hall, he walked to his chair at the round table and plopped down. Putting his feet up on the massive stone structure, he reclined slightly and sighed. "If I must be bored," he said, "I should at least be bored in an area where people are frequently found."