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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.”
Summer drops a quick curtsey and backs out the door, hurling herself round to lean against the wall with one hand pressed over her heart again. “Oh my gods, Mordred.”
Mordred chuckles, leaning up against the wall, watching her for a moment. “Told you, darling.”
“You /lied/ to him,” she hisses, glancing round. She seizes his hand and tugs him down the corridor without paying much attention to where they’re going, only away.