This chapter came to me while I was eating shepherds pie, I have no idea why, but I hope you enjoy anyways!
Chapter 5: Zane
It had been three days when Mordred kidnapped Lyra and Lyra was getting more and more quiet.
Mordred assumed it was because she missed Arthur, but he missed her pleading.
"You can talk you know." He stated as he sharpened his dagger.
Lyra couldn't take her watery eyes of it, knowing it was being sharpened to kill the man she loved. She ignored the statement.
Mordred rolled his eyes, but it was then when he had a plan.
He stood up and sat beside her. "If I remove the chains, will you speak?" Lyra stared at him in disbelief, and didn't utter a word.
"Unspanne þás mægþ!" he said, and the chains broke, Lyra gasped.
She stood up and started to run out of the cave, but Mordred was quicker and grabbed her ankle, making her fall. "Not so fast!" he warned.
"I haven't told you my plan yet." he hissed. Lyra could feel the skin around her ankle bruising as Mordred pulled her towards him.
"Wh-what do you want!?" She cried. "Leave me alone! Please!"
Mordred pulled her down and started to stroke her hair again.
Ah! There it was: the pleading. Mordred smirked.
"I want you to go back to Camelot and bring him here." He said calmly as Lyra struggled against his grip.
"No," She tried even harder to get away from him but this angered Mordred and he backhanded her across the face, and she stopped immediately.
"Come here," He held out his arm, and wrapped it around her, Lyra leaned into his chest sobbing. "shh..." Mordred said, hugging her.
"MERLIN!" Arthur called.
"Coming!" replied Merlin.
Arthur had been in a bad mood ever since Lyra had been stolen. "Merlin, lets go."
They were still searching for Lyra. "Sire, do you really think this is a good idea?" Arthur glared at him. "I mean, think about it, Mordred is only using Lyra to get to you!"
Arthur sighed, "I know Merlin, but I can't just leave her... With him..." Merlin understood.
They rode for hours until Merlin heard a sound in the trees.
"Arthur." Merlin whispered. "There's something in the trees."
"Show yourself!" Arthur called.
And to the their surprise, Lyra almost tripped out on to the path, an old man at her side. "Arthur?!" Lyra said joyfully.
Arthur jumped of his horse and ran to his love embracing her and kissing her passionately, but Merlin was looking at the old man.
"Who are you?"
"I am Zane." replied the old man.
Merlin frowned slightly, he could feel magic... Something wasn't right. "Why are you here?"
Zane smiled at Merlin, he could see that Merlin did not trust him. "We bumped into each other hours ago in the forest, and I asked her why she was running. She told me that she was trying to run away from someone. She told me also, that she was trying to reach Camelot. So I helped her as she was heading the wrong direction."
He glanced at Arthur. "And who might you be?" Zane asked, looking at the Camelot crest on Arthur's red cape.
"My name is Arthur Penndragon." He said, "King of Camelot."
Zane bowed at Arthur. "Your majesty! What an honor this is!"
"Well, Zane," Arthur said, still holding Lyra, "You have aided your king, and there for have proven your self worthy."
"My lord?"
"You can be Lyra's servant." Lyra's eyes widened. Mordred knew Arthur would say that.
"Come here," He held out his arm, and wrapped it around her, Lyra leaned into his chest sobbing. "shh..." Mordred said, hugging her.
"Miht dagan, beþecce me. Adeadaþ þisne gast min freondum ond min feondum!" When Lyra looked up, she saw an old man holding her.
She gasped. "We are going together," Old Mordred said. "Like that you wont betray me."
"But-!" Lyra sobbed.
Mordred smirked down at her. "No buts. You will do as I say. Do you understand?" Lyra nodded slightly. "Good. And remember, princess... You belong to me, now."
...
Lyra and Old Mordred walked towards Camelot until they heard voices.
Old Mordred put his hand on Lyra's mouth so she wouldn't call for help. "My name is Zane and I helped you. Understand?"
Lyra nodded, "Good girl." he cooed.
They heard someone sigh, "I know Merlin, but I can't just leave her..." Lyra's heart sank.
Mordred smirked, "I knew they'd come looking for you." He took her arm tightly in his hand and they followed them.
"Arthur." Merlin whispered, hours later. "There's something in the trees."
"Show yourself!" Arthur called. Lyra looked at Mordred and shock her head fearfully. He pushed her out on to the path and he followed.
"Arthur?!" Lyra said trying to sound happy, Mordred noticed and smirked at her. Arthur jumped of his horse and ran to her embracing her and kissing her passionately, Mordred looked at Merlin, who was looking right back at him.
"Who are you?"
"I am Zane." Mordred replied. "I saw this girl running through the forest and decided it fair to help her." he added.
Merlin frowned slightly, he could feel magic... Something wasn't right. "Why are you here?"
Old Mordred smiled at Merlin, he could see that Merlin did not trust him. "We bumped into each other hours ago in the forest, and I asked her why she was running. She told me that she was trying to run away from someone. She told me also, that she was trying to reach Camelot. So I helped her as she was heading the wrong direction."
He glanced at Arthur. "And who might you be?" Mordred asked, looking at the Camelot crest on Arthur's red cape.
"My name is Arthur Penndragon." He said, "King of Camelot." Mordred pretended to look shocked and bowed at Arthur.
"Your majesty! What an honor this is!" He said. Lyra annoyed at how good an actor Mordred was.
"Well, Zane," Arthur said, still holding Lyra, "You have aided your king, and there for have proven your self worthy."
Mordred knew exactly where this was going but asked. "My lord?"
"You can be Lyra's servant."
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