“I’ll have to beg one more favour of you, then, Sir Knight. Could you guide me? I’m going to be terribly in your debt,” Summer gave the tall knight her most appealing look. She hoped she would be able to get some help; otherwise she was going to have to get the loan of a sword and go back out there alone.
Mordred looked down at her and offered a small nod, “Of course. I have to go to the King right now, so, would you like me to request a council with him for you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. It was likely that Arthur would not deny a request that Mordred made of him, anyway.
“Would you, please? Otherwise I’m afraid I’ll just have to try to track down those bandits myself, and I really don’t think that will go well.” She smiled, inviting him to share the joke.