Arthur's POV:
I'm sure that Mordred and Angel would miss Ealdor, but it was good that they were coming to Camelot. I'd never admit it, but I was excited that Angel was coming to Camelot. She was attractive, that was for certain. But there was something about her, something that made me want to get to know her better, to actually be her friend. The only other person who made me feel like this was Merlin, not that I'd ever admit that to him. She certainly had an air of mystery that surrounded her, one that made her fascinating. Sometimes she got a look in her eyes, a look that spoke of fear and worry. It made me wonder what she was thinking, what was possibly wrong that made her look like that. No one should look like that, especially someone as young as her. Merlin was riding ahead of me, his eyes scanning the forest.
"So, Angel, what was your sister like?" I inquired.
"What? Who told you about Elizabeth?" Angel gasped, her voice full of pain.
"I asked Merlin about you." I replied.
"I should've known." Angel whispered.
"You really love her, don't you?" I asked.
"I do. But it's so hard. She left me. Older sisters are supposed to protect their younger sisters, and she abandoned me." Angel quietly said.
"She shouldn't have done that to you. I'm sorry she did." I agreed, looking over at her.
"Some day, I hope I'll see her again." Angel said.
"I'm sure you will, Angel. Merlin said you wouldn't talk about her to anyone." I answered, confusion furrowing my brow.
"I don't know why, but for some reason I trust you. You're nicer then most people I've met." Angel said, glancing over at me. She was biting her lower lip, a slight blush on her sun-tanned cheeks.
"You're really nice too, Angel." I flirted back. Angel's blush became more prominent, and she looked down at the ground. When she looked back up, she flashed me the most brilliant smile, her eyes shining with happiness. I was dazzled by her and blushed madly, which was a first. She laughed quietly, a beautiful sound. I could barely believe that I was falling so quickly for her, and it didn't even feel like when I was with other girls. We rode for a few hours, and then it started to grow dark.
"We should stop soon, shouldn't we?" Angel whispered.
"Yes, we should. Merlin, we're going to stop here." I said, glancing around.
"Alright, Arthur." Merlin said, starting to dismount. Angel had already dismounted and was standing next to Merlin's horse, holding Mordred. Merlin got off his horse and then held his arms out for Mordred. Angel handed him back to Merlin, then came over to me, a slightly troubled look on her face.
"What's wrong, Angel?" I inquired.
"Nothing is wrong, Sire." Angel whispered.
"Are you sure about that?" I said, knowing that she was not telling the truth.
"Well…Merlin's spending a lot of time with Mordred." Angel replied.
"Yes, he is. What's the problem?" I asked.
"I'm just worried, that's all." Angel answered, flashing me a smile.
"About Merlin or about Mordred?" I asked.
"Both. Mordred is the only real family I have left, and Merlin's been my friend ever since I was a little girl. I couldn't bear it if anything happened to them." Angel explained.
"They'll be fine. I'll keep an eye on them, I promise. Now stop worrying, stress isn't good for you." I replied.
"Thank you, Arthur." Angel said earnestly, smiling at me. I again felt the fluttering in my chest, and a slight blush, which was ridiculous. Prince Arthur of Camelot wasn't supposed to blush, but apparently I wasn't immune to blushing.
"It's not that big a deal." I replied.
"I think its going to storm." Angel answered, looking up at the sky. I looked too, and the sky was a deep black. As we looked, lightning flashed brightly. Mordred whimpered, and Angel quickly went and wrapped her arms around him.
"Shhh, it's alright Mordred, I won't ever let anything hurt you." Angel whispered, holding him close. Angel turned her back on me, and walked forwards in the woods. She kept walking, and I followed her. In front of us was a cabin that looked brand new, and a place to stable our horses.
"Did you know this was here?" I inquired.
"No, I didn't. I thought I saw a structure through the trees, but had no idea this was here." Angel replied, biting her lower lip.
"Merlin, come here!" I called. Merlin came, leading all three of our horses. I winced slightly, then went over and took my horse and Angel's from him.
"What is this doing here?" Merlin asked, looking straight at Angel.
"I thought I saw something through the trees and I walked forward, and this is what I saw." Angel answered, looking slightly guilty. I put the horses in the stable, and then went to the door of the cottage. I knocked, and when there was no answer, I pushed open the door. I saw a living room, and three doors leading into separate rooms. Angel followed me in, and then went into one of the rooms.
"Angel, wait." I said, following her.
"What is it, Sire?" Angel asked.
"There's a bed?" I said, shocked.
"Yes. Do you think the other rooms have beds in them, too?" Angel inquired.
"Maybe." I replied, looking at Mordred. Angel glanced down at him, and saw he was fast asleep. She went over to the bed, pulled the covers down, and gently laid Mordred down, and covered him up. Angel smiled at him, and then we walked out of the room. I opened the door to the other room, and saw the same thing. Angel had gone on to the third room, and opened the door. I assume she saw the same thing as we had seen in the first room. Angel went out to the front door, and told Merlin to come in. He came in warily, and then brightened when he saw that all was normal.
"Will we be staying here for the night, Arthur?" Merlin inquired.
"Yes, we will be." I answered.
"Angel, let's go gather wood. Arthur, you'll be fine watching Mordred, right?" Merlin said.
"Yeah, we'll be fine." I responded, and watched Angel and Merlin walk out.
