He gently kneels down and shakes her arm. “Summer? You’re gonna get cold out here.” He speaks softly.
She slumped against the wall. “You don’t understand, do you? Someone tried to put a spell on me, to make me desperately in love with you. Only it didn’t work because I’m already in love with you. Someone is trying to use me to change your future. I /have/ to leave.”
“No, I understand all of that and I understand about you and what you feel. No one can force a change, Summer, you are stronger than this. You can fight this and not let it beat you. Don’t let them try and control you to leave Camelot.”
“Someone told me that you had been made to fall in love with someone, once. By magic,” she said softly. “Do you not remember what that felt like? I don’t like it, I don’t want it to happen again. You can’t protect me from it.” She forced herself to look at Arthur, face hot. “I have to leave because only my sense of honour is keeping me from wanting what they want, and I don’t know how long that will last.”
Only my sense of honour keeps me from changing you so I can have you.