We buried Lena with her father, Egbert. They laid there peacefully as we covered them with cloth and gave them back to Mother Earth. Their tombstones were simple and we made sure their names were deeply engraved into the stone so that they would be remembered for centuries. We wept through it all. We cried until there was nothing left in our eyes.
Our journey back to Camelot was uneventful. We found our armor untouched on the dirt road. It was filthy with dust, but we paid no heed to it as we placed them back on. The adrenaline had worn off; we felt suicidal. Yet, Mordred's admiration for King Arthur held us back.
After one days of slow traveling, without sleep and rest, we arrived at Camelot. No one greeted our return besides the gatekeepers. We preferred it to be this way; there was no energy left inside us to converse with others.
However, the sight of Morgan in the shadows of the castle caught our attention. Mordred did not know the reason for her appearance, but I did. The major event of our lives had arrived at the worst time. It happened much sooner than I had imagined, probably a side-effect of my influence. Morgan told us of our heritage and it sparked a deep yearning of affecting from our proclaimed father within my other self. I was also anticipating the meeting with King Arthur.
Coincidently, we both held a similar end goal. It was crazy, but it must be done to allow Lena and Egbert to die in peace. We must break the King's ideals and desire for perfection. I had changed many things for the Mordred of this world. Perhaps it was enough to change the interaction into our favor. We needed change and comfort, especially after the tragedy that had befell our life.
Swiftly, our body moved to call the king for a private conversation. There, I experienced Mordred's excitement...and her hatred.
We revealed our secret.
"You won't recognize me as your son? You won't see your faults?!"
We were rejected.
"That is your answer, King of Knights?"
We...We...
"I was happy just being by your side. Yet you never turned around to face me."
We...I...We/I...I.
"King! Then I will!"
I raged.
"I will destroy everything you represent!"
I will forever-
"ARTHUR!"
-hate you.
