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Chapter 2: The picnic part 1

Mordred couldn't sleep that night, he was sitting outside the cave and stared at the distant kingdom through the trees his only light was a blazing fire he had conjured to keep warm, he couldn't care less if it was light or dark. He doesn't need to see to defend himself.

But the reason he could not sleep wasn't about light or dark, but because he couldn't stop thinking about that girl... who was she? he kept asking himself.

He could have sworn he'd seen her eyes somewhere before... had they met?

Mordred became frustrated and without realizing drifted of into a peaceful sleep.

Meanwhile in Camelot, Merlin, Arthur's manservant was preparing a picnic for the King and his love, Lyra. He brought the basket up to their chambers so Arthur could check Merlin hadn't forgotten anything.

"Do I have to go?" He moaned.

Arthur smiled at Lyra then at Merlin, "Of course you do!" He said as if it was the most obvious thing ever. "I don't think the food can carry its self, do you?"

Merlin shock his head and Arthur gently punched him in the arm.

As Arthur left Merlin muttered something along the lines of "...royal prat..."

Lyra followed Arthur and heard Merlin, and she chuckled at how they both teased each other. "Don't worry Merlin, I'll help you carry some things." Lyra whispered to Merlin as Arthur went to change behind the screen.

"Thank you, Lyra." Merlin smiled at her. "If Arthur wasn't a complete cabbage head, he might have some sense to carry his own things, but no!" Merlin smirked, and Lyra did too, she new what he was going to say.

"Don't even think about it." Arthur said from behind Merlin.

"What? I have no idea what you're talking about, my lord..." Merlin said innocently. Arthur rose an eyebrow in disbelief. "Oh! you mean call you a prat...?"

Arthur crossed his arms. "I'll go get the horses ready now, shall I?" He practically ran out of the room.

"MERLIN! Come back here!" Arthur bellowed.

Mordred woke, still in the same position as to when he fell asleep.

He got up quickly and headed to the river near the meadows under the hollow tree...

This was going to be fun, he thought.

When he arrived he saw Arthur's servant placing blankets and cushions on the ground under the hollow tree. He recognized him immediately; Emrys. He narrowed his eyes... He too would pay.

The girl was stroking their horses, no doubt the ones they rode on to get there.

But where was Arthur?

Mordred looked around, but Arthur was no where to be seen.

"Arthur!" the girl shouted as Arthur walked from behind the horses. Mordred smirked, he was looking directly at Arthur now... Oh, how he'll suffer...

"They're beautiful! Thank you!" She said as Arthur handed her two white roses. Mordred rolled his eyes, his smirk faded.

He didn't know why but he felt slightly jealous.

"Lunch is served!" Merlin said happily.

Arthur picked the girl up bridal style to the blankets and cushions where he set her down gently. "I love you Arthur."

Arthur smiled, "I love you more, Lyra."

Mordred's smirk returned.

Lyra...No, It couldn't be her...The lost princess? Mordred was shocked, I must have her...

Next chapter will have action... You have been warned...