I can hear them, we are surrounded. All I can think is that these men are going to die to protect me, I have failed my quest, and Camelot will fall. The last thing Cattya remembered hearing was that fateful phrase, "Attack!"
Two Weeks Before
"Your highness, I can help you get all that you wish," proclaimed the black garbed beauty before King Orin and the Royal Court. The whispering among the Court got louder as the King leaned over to Princess Cattya.
"What do you think my dear? Do we trust this crazy fool, do we allow her to make us a better army to protect out lands?"
"Father, My Lord, I doubt she wants to make our army better for us. Look closely, this is no normal person My Lord," Cattya whispered back to the King. Orin looked at the woman before him and a memory surfaced in the back of his mind, of a young girl in Camelot, but she was so different from the shadow of a girl in front of him.
"I know who you are, Morgana Pendragon, and your SORCERY is not welcomed in my land. I do NOT need your help to get what I want!" Orin replied violently.
"As you wish, your highness." Morgana bowed and left the chambers in a hurry. She slowly walked down the corridor and laughed to herself manically, "but you will do as I wish, whether you like it or not!"
Later That Night
The King's servant, a rather cowardly young man named Jeevus, hoped that Lady Morgana would really give him all that he wished for betraying his King. He watched the King devour his supper, he had made him his favorite meal so that he would eat it unquestioningly, little did the King know it was laced with a very powerful sleeping draft.
Jeevus watched as the King's chewing slowed and he passed out in his food. He just stood there looking at the King, realizing the severity of what he has just done when he heard two raps on the door.