Chapter 30: So many questions...
Merlin, for the first time in his life, was lost. It was dark, and cold. "Don't worry princess, you'll be free soon..." He would reapet as the hours past.
He decided to make camp when he could hardly see, it would be too risky to continue in the night. He was still hungry. The rabbits were under the net, Merlin thought held Lyra.
He had been an idiot! Why would two dead animals be in the middle of a clearing in a forest? He could imagine the look on Arthur's face when he finds out what Merlin did.
Merlin couldn't sleep, the thought of Lyra's fate taunted him beyond belief. Arthur would kill him! And so would Lyra, if she ever got the chance to before Arthur.
Gwaine, Sefa and Eira met Arthur, Morgana and Gaius but they were all worried when Merlin and Lyra hadn't met them after a morning of waiting. "We have to go find them." Arthur said, thinking about Lyra.
"We can't go back now. They might be here soon!" Gwaine said. About three minutes after that, they all turned their heads towards a rustling sound in the forest.
"Sire! Gwaine...Everyone!" Merlin's voice echoed through the tree's and Merlin emerged from them.
Everyone else's question was obvious: "Where's Lyra?!"
Merlin went pale. "Well, she...um..."
"Are you going to tell us?" Arthur asked, irritated.
"Yes... She was caught in a trap..."
Arthur, without another word followed Merlin's footprints in the forest and the others followed.
Lyra was looking out of her window, thinking about everything Arthur and she once did together... Before everything changed. Before Mordred ruined it. Ruined everything! She didn't understand why he wanted revenge... Lyra still had that memory stuck in her head.
"Who are you?" She had asked him. Mordred smiled, and advanced on her.
"The more important question is: What am I going to do to you?"
Lyra looked up to meet his cold gaze and her eyes widened dramatically when his eyes flashed gold and her wrists were bound together.
He was about to pick her up, when Arthur's footsteps got louder. "One word and he dies." Mordred whispered in her ear.
She had started shaking when Arthur stepped around the horses. "Now, where-?" When Arthur saw the 'stranger' he drew his sword.
Mordred stepped around Lyra and walked up to Arthur. "You don't remember me do you?" Mordred asked. "You saved my life once, many years ago."
"Mordred." Arthur stated. Mordred smirked.
"Hello, Arthur."
"Why are you here?" Arthur asked. Mordred looked at Lyra, who was still very confused.
"Revenge." Mordred said darkly, looking back at the king.
"What wrong have I done you, Mordred?" Arthur asked.
Mordred scoffed angrily. "You destroyed my home and family."
"Your people kidnapped Morgana." Mordred laughed.
"No, Arthur. She came to us." Mordred said. "We saved her. And your stupid servant led you right to the camp!"
"Merlin? How did he know?" Arthur looked puzzled.
Mordred laughed again. "Merlin has saved your life more times then you could ever imagine!" Mordred smiled, knowing what the King's reaction would be. "He's a sorcerer." Lyra's eyes widened again.
"WHAT!?" Arthur yelled, making Lyra jump and Mordred smile.
"Anyway." Mordred said, getting to the point. "You destroyed my home, and my family. And now, It's my turn to take yours." Mordred gestured to Lyra and Arthur clutched his sword tighter as Mordred walked towards Lyra.
"Don't you dare harm her!" He threatened.
"Harm her?" Mordred repeated, stroking Lyra's hair. "No, Arthur, It's you I want to harm..." Arthur ran forwards his sword aiming for Mordred's chest.
Mordred had shouted something that Lyra and Arthur didn't understand, sending Arthur flying into a tree, where he lay unconscious.
"Arthur!" Lyra ran towards Arthur, only to be caught by Mordred.
"No, no, Princess" Mordred bent down to whisper in her ear. "You're mine now."
And then, they had appeared at the cave...
What Lyra didn't understand was the fact that Arthur was only following his father's orders and didn't want to destroy it. But Uther is dead so now, they should be equals. Arthur even saved Mordred's life!
Maybe Lyra could convince Mordred to stop this madness and let her go, he could keep Camelot, they would all go live in the country. What would it change... If she left, Mordred would still be king... No, he can't be King. Arthur is the rightful King!...
Lyra wanted to know where Mordred would go, every time he locked her in this room. He might even be a good King for all she knew! But the way he treats her, she doubts it.
She would ask him. When he returns from whatever he's doing