Mordred entered the old man's room, she was alone this time Saber had her duties as king to perform so she couldn't be with her this time.
As she entered the old man's room she noticed that he was drinking a hot cup of sweet milk, however, he wasn't alone a group of women were with him.
"Good you're here, quickly sit down," he said to her and Mordred reluctantly walked up to the table and sat down all the while remembering everything he had said she had to do the day before
"Impressive," he said as he looked at her, as the women surrounded Mordred
"What's going on?" Mordred asked the group of women
"Don't worry dear we've seen worse" one of the women said as the woman attached blond hair to Mordred's own
"Don't talk, we need to get your makeup ready" another woman said as she powdered Mordred's face and applied red paint to Mordred's lips.
Another woman placed long white-gloved to Mordred's hands before she walked away and placed a mirror in front of Mordred.
Mordred looked at her reflection, and couldn't bring herself to blink
Her hair was slightly lighter than her father's, her green eyes had changed color to look as if they were a light gold that shined with unnatural power that made her stare into them.
While her dress was one of the new ones the dressmaker had delivered to her room the day before, it somehow made her appearance seem much more feminine.
She was used to seeing herself as another man, another knight, but ...but this was different.
Her oil colored dress that had white designs on her skirt, long sleeves, and blouse, seemed to mix with her pale skin and black skirt.
"How?" Mordred asked the man
"How what?" the man asked Mordred
"How do I look like that?" Mordred asked the man before she began to feel her blood boil as she heard the women in the room begin to giggle
"I told you, you need to take better care of yourself. That's how you've always looked"
"Now enough silly questions, I have taken the liberty of having something delivered here, to make things easier for you," the old man said as he placed a sword that had a red sheath and red handle in front of Mordred
"If Mor, the woman will clash with Mordred the knight. Then I have no choice but to Mor'dred the knight that just happens to be a lady" the old man said as he walked out of the room
Mordred followed him and she remembered to walk like he had said to her the day before.
"Our next lesson will be temptation," the old man said as he walked towards the kitchen, he knocked on the kitchens door and continued walking until he entered the dining room
The old man signaled for Mordred to sit at the table and she did as he asked.
Soon servants brought all kinds of different foods that had all sorts of smells that heightened Mordred's senses.
"You will be happy to hear, that one of the guards made this food"
"By the way, he is a man. I'm only saying that because somehow you believe that being a knight and doing certain things are separate, they are not"
"Now my dear, can you eat all of this food and stop yourself from trying to find out who the cook is," the old man said to Mordred
For a moment Mordred hesitated, but in the end, she didn't care, she used her hands and picked up a turkey leg, she ate a slice of pie, and enjoyed the warm honey milk.
There were all sorts of dishes she had never seen before, but it didn't matter she ate them all.
"Your table manners are fine, but your true test begins now"
"Princess, in this life you will find that you want to desperately know something even if it's not for you to know"
"Its well within your right to order me to tell you who the cook is, I will tell you, but will you be satisfied with that," the old man said as he pointed at the open kitchen door
In her throne room, Saber watched Mordred struggled to look away, and reluctantly do so in the end.
"She is your daughter," Merlin said as he watched Mordred going thru training
"..."
"...I want you to make a pen and paper that I can use to communicate with myself," Saber said to Merlin and the wizard gave her what she wanted with a simple snap of his fingers