"But Merlin, we are supposed to be checking the whole border, not a patch of land."
"Arthur, just trust me."
"You realize we will have to go back anyway."
"I already checked this morning. It's clear."
Arthur took in a deep breath. "I do trust you in your word, but if I find one thing that shows that someone has been here-"
"You wouldn't find anything, I promise."
Arthur gritted his teeth and turned his horse towards the path where Merlin had indicated. Merlin quickly glanced over his shoulder. As much as he felt uncomfortable doing it, he already made up his mind: he was going to keep Mordred's girl away from Arthur.