Chapter 36: The 'Anything'

Morgana waited with Sefa, Eira and Gaius. "They should be here by now." Sefa said. "It's all my fault." She was close to tears.

"Sefa, it's not your fault." Gaius assured her. "You saved Eira from a lot of pain."

Eira nodded. "I put four of my friends in danger though!" She cried.

"No you didn't." Morgana said. "Mordred would have found us anyway. People with magic, like me and Merlin and Mordred can sense magic. He only wanted to scare you. Both of you!" She gestured to Eira.

Eira smiled a little. "Tomorrow, if they don't come back tonight, we'll go to Camelot." Gaius said.

They all slept peacefully, all apart from Morgana. She was thinking what Mordred would do if he ever saw her again. He would hurt her, possibly kill her... Or even both. For the rest of the night she would dream of her death.

Lyra was still crying when Mordred returned. "Pull yourself together." He said as he sat down on one of the dinning chairs.

She ignored him and continued sobbing. "Why wont you just banish him?!"

"He'd return. And besides with him gone, we can live in peace." Mordred said calmly.

Lyra was shaking, now crying a little more quietly. "He wont, please! I'll do anything!"

Mordred scoffed. "Like what? You keep saying that Lyra. But will you do the 'anything' I tell you to do?" He asked.

"I-I promise."

"Fine. Tell me why you were in the dungeons." Lyra closed her eyes momentarily.

She sighed. "I'm waiting." Mordred said.

"I-I..."

Mordred sneered. "I didn't think you'd be able to. Arthur will hang."

"No! Please... I'll... I'll tell you..." She said, making Mordred smirk.

"Go on then." he urged.

"I was... Helping Merlin." Lyra stared at her hands the whole time.

Mordred rose and eyebrow. "Do what?"

Lyra glanced at him. "Es-escape..." She breathed.

"You're lying." Mordred said. "He got out with magic and he teleported you the the forest."

Lyra closed her eyes again. "Why. Were. You. There?" He demanded getting up and sitting beside her.

"You cast a spell on me... I needed Merlin to get rid of it." She said quietly

"Good. But as you lied to me the first time Arthur and his friends will die tomorrow at dawn. Now get some rest. You'll need it for tomorrows entertainment." Mordred got under the sheets and pulled Lyra under them too.

"I'm not going!" She protested.

Mordred laughed. "I made you a promise. You will watch Arthur die, like it or not."

"I thought you'd changed." Lyra whispered, her head on his bare chest.

"Oh, I have, Lyra." He said, stroking her hair.

She lifted herself of him. "You were kind to me."

"Until Arthur came to get you out." He said coldly.

Lyra shock her head. "I wasn't going to leave with them. I told them that I promised you I wouldn't leave the castle." She told him.

Mordred smiled. "I heard you."

"You were spying on us!?"

He laughed. "Yes I was. Now go to sleep, like I said: Tomorrows entertainment can't go unrested."

Lyra cried the entire night, and Mordred could hear her every now and again but did nothing to help her.