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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.”
With a slight struggle, Winter rises to her feet. “I am tired,” she announces. “No, I can very well make my own way to bed, I shall leave you two /alone/ here.”
Her twin stares after the dark-haired departing form for a second, then seems to shrink in on herself. “Do you wish me to stay here?” she asks in a small voice. “Whatever Edward may think, you are a fine and worthy knight.” More words tumble out. “He’s no right to send you away, not like this. I need you here with me.” Her voice goes even smaller as she asks again, “Do you wish me to stay here?”
”Of course I don’t wish for you to stay here,” he tells her, pulling himself up from the seat. “I want you with me, but there is nothing I can do if your family wish it.”
“They don’t want me,” she whispers. “They just want an obedient girl doll they can dress up and manipulate and control, and that isn’t me. Sometimes I think I never knew who I really was until I met you. And now you don’t want me either.”