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.”
She hesitates, then, “Can I go with you?” Maybe it is time she stops trying to pretend there’s no one but her and him in the castle at Camelot.
Or maybe it’s just her worry, pushing her to make sure there’s somewhere to come /back/ to.
”Of course, it would be better if you were there.”
Summer takes his hand, nerves spiking. She swallows down sudden nausea. “Why is that?”
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.”
She turns around, pulling his head down for a kiss. “Much too good to me.”
He smiles, pulling away and kissing her cheek. “I’ll go talk to Arthur.”
She hesitates, then, “Can I go with you?” Maybe it is time she stops trying to pretend there’s no one but her and him in the castle at Camelot.
Or maybe it’s just her worry, pushing her to make sure there’s somewhere to come /back/ to.
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 leans back into his arms, relaxing a little. “I don’t mean to put my problems on you.”
Mordred leans down and kisses her shoulder. “It’s fine, darling, I understand.”
She turns around, pulling his head down for a kiss. “Much too good to me.”
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.”
She pushes her hair out of her face, chewing on her lip. “I think — I think it’s my twin,” she says, quietly. “I think maybe I shouldn’t wait very long. I’m sorry. She lapses into the language of her homeland. “Rwy’n flin, mae hyn yn mynd i fod ofnadwy.”
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.”
“I know you didn’t say that.” Summer’s frustrated. She’d thought maybe if she didn’t think about it, distracted herself taking care of Mordred — and that wasn’t working. “Something isn’t right, and I don’t know what it is.”
“Then we should indeed go.”
She pushes her hair out of her face, chewing on her lip. “I think — I think it’s my twin,” she says, quietly. “I think maybe I shouldn’t wait very long. I’m sorry. She lapses into the language of her homeland. “Rwy’n flin, mae hyn yn mynd i fod ofnadwy.”
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.”
“I — I don’t. But I think maybe I should. I have this feeling … I can’t shake it. It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
Mordred rose from the bed, walking over to the window and standing beside her. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t,” he tells her “I just don’t want to put you in a position of compromise.”
“I know you didn’t say that.” Summer’s frustrated. She’d thought maybe if she didn’t think about it, distracted herself taking care of Mordred — and that wasn’t working. “Something isn’t right, and I don’t know what it is.”
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 gets up and wanders to the window. “Do you think,” she says, not looking at him at all, “you could get leave to escort me home?”
The knight twirls the grape around in his fingers, glancing up at her. “I can, but- I thought you said you didn’t want to go home.”
“I — I don’t. But I think maybe I should. I have this feeling … I can’t shake it. It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
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.”
“My point precisely. What’s to do today?” She tosses a grape at him.
”Patrolling, training, the usual.”
Summer gets up and wanders to the window. “Do you think,” she says, not looking at him at all, “you could get leave to escort me home?”
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.”
“Making sure you eat.” Summer grins and bites down on the egg. “Being a knight is such hard work. I have to take care of you. After all, I can hardly count on you to do it yourself.”
He chews silently on his grape, rolling his eyes. “I do look after myself, I just forget food exists most of the time because I’m busy.”
“My point precisely. What’s to do today?” She tosses a grape at him.
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.”
“Oh, I will.” Summer picks up an egg, eyeing it and then him before offering it to him. “But I am not the one who spends her days swinging round a sword.”
Mordred shakes his head, opting for a grape instead of an egg. “What has me and a sword got to do with this conversation?”
“Making sure you eat.” Summer grins and bites down on the egg. “Being a knight is such hard work. I have to take care of you. After all, I can hardly count on you to do it yourself.”