Kneeling, the prince cradled Morgana's head in his arms.
"I should ram you through right where you stand."he spat.
"Arthur, just hear me out." he heard him say, vaguely registering that his tone was layered with forced calm.
"Hear you out? You're nothing but a liar! And a murderer!"
He simply looked at him, an unquestionable pain in his eyes.
"Do you deny that you have made attempts on her life in the past?"
"No." he said, his voice tired.
Anger filled him, and Arthur charged.
Someone yelled out in pain and Arthur felt himself flying backwards. Just before he hit a tree, he jolted to a halt and was lowered gently to his feet.
In his dizziness he fell to his knees.
When Arthur looked up again he was gone.