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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.”
“Important to you, maybe, not to anyone else, ever.” Summer sneaks her hand into his, needing the comfort.
He smiles, lifting her hand up to his lips, kissing it gently. “They will think it important, tell him you have family issues but Dover isn’t exactly the safest of places and you request an escort.”
His words spark another foolish worry in her mind. She doesn’t even know why she’s fretting over this so much, except that nagging feeling in the back of her mind that won’t let her alone. “What if it’s not you? I don’t want to go with some other knight escorting me.”