“Would you, please? Otherwise I’m afraid I’ll just have to try to track down those bandits myself, and I really don’t think that will go well.” She smiled, inviting him to share the joke.
”With the way things have been going for you lately, I would have to agree,” Mordred answered, letting slip a light chuckle as he lead her through the large doors into the castle itself.
”I doubt the King will speak with you tonight, but he might give you a place to stay,” Mordred explained.
Summer slanted a glance at Mordred. “If I cannot see him tonight, how would that be possible? I’m not demanding an audience now, mind you, I only rather thought I would beg a room at the inn.”