Chapter 19: A meeting in the Darkling woods
Mordred waited for Morgana. He had been waiting some time now, and he was becoming impatient. He was about to leave when he heard a rustle in the trees. "Morgana?"
"Mordred, my old friend." Morgana greeted.
"What is it Morgana? Why have you summoned me here?" He asked her.
Morgana smiled. "I have news for you." She took out a parchment from her dress and handed it to him. It was a letter. "It seems she in Camelot doesn't want you as their king."
Mordred opened the letter and read it.
Morgana,
Mordred has taken the throne and Arthur is dead.
The Princess Lyra is going to be forced to marry Mordred.
And we need your help. I know you want Arthur dead, but I thought that if he wasn't king,
You might help your friends... If you still think of us that way.
I believe in you Morgana, you are not evil, you only wanted magic to be accepted.
Your old maid,
Guinevere
"Mordred. Who is Princess Lyra?" Morgana asked, changing the subject.
Mordred smirked darkly. "My bride to be. She was Arthur's love. Now she belongs to me."
"My friend, you are doing well." Morgana said.
"Indeed."
"But you are not royal." Morgana added.
"If I marry Lyra, that will not matter." Mordred told her.
"I am the rightful queen of Camelot!" Morgana hissed.
"Come back to Camelot with me, I have a plan.
Sorry for the short chapter, but I hope you enjoyed.