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Mordred grunts, his eyes fluttering open after a few seconds and he smiles. “Good morning” he mutters, moving into a sitting position “you didn’t have to.”
She laces her fingers with his, hurrying to keep up with his long stride. “Do you think he’ll know? About us? He might … forbid you from seeing me.”
“He won’t do that, believe me, he knows the feeling of such a thing. I don’t believe he will know.”
“But he’s the king! Who could possibly forbid him from anyone he likes?”