Kara watched as the knights ate their supper and looked down at the measly meal she was given; a loaf of bread, a pitcher filled with water and a cup.

"She should be grateful", she thought. She had heard stories that Uther had never allowed food to be given to his prisoners in the first place.

He liked to watch them starve.

Kara shuddered and drank a sip from her given cup after poring in the water.

"Well at least, the water was clean" she thought to herself.

She bit into her loaf next and thought it was good that it wasn't cold and rough. It was warm even.

Suddenly, a loud crash was heard. Kara looked up to see that the lavish meals the knights were eating had fallen to the floor.

What on earth-?

That's when it happened.

The knights jumped out of their seats trying to pry off the rodents that were violent gnawing at them with their teeth. The knights were jumping about, trying to shake off the rodents. The both of them would give a cry of pain if the one of the rodents had bit them too hard. The druid girl felt her lips twitch; the desire to laugh was overwhelming. The comical sight before her was a thing to behold and enjoy but it didn't last long.

Out of nowhere; two hands holding a club shot out of the shadows from behind the knights and knocked the two men out swiftly. The two nobles fell to the floor with a thud. They were knocked out cold.

The attacker came out, an amused smirk playing on her full pink lips as she took in her handiwork. She dropped her club to the floor and then turned to look at Kara which made the young girl freeze for a moment.

Other than her lips, Kara could only see the woman's straight nose as she was wearing a hood. The mysterious woman was dressed entirely in black, showing off her curvaceous figure which thus made sense on how easy it was for her to hide in the shadows.

Kara plucked up her courage and finally asked, "Who are you?"

The woman smirked and mumbled a spell under her breath, causing Kara's cell door to unlock and open.

"Your savior" the mysterious woman said as she held out hand.

Ecstatic, Kara quickly got up from the dirty floor, out of her rusted, old cell and into the waiting arms of the other woman.

"I'm so glad I was saved!"

Kara felt herself feel warmer inside when the mysterious woman began to stroke her hair comfortingly, "There, there dear."

"Are you in league with Morgana as well?"

The woman's hand paused mid-stroke and her lips puckered as if she had just sucked a lemon. If Kara had seen this, she would have realized that her savior was no fan of Morgana and had much distaste towards the dark witch.

"No, I am not."

This made the druid girl pull away from the embrace and look at her heroine with a confused expression.

"Then why did you save me?"

The woman smiled then, "Because I was requested to."

With that said, she began to chant words of the Old Religion, startling Kara; not because it was sudden but because it sounded so beautiful and instinctive. It reminded her of the teachings she had been taught when she was a child; to speak the words of the Old Religion beautifully with passion and warmth. That was the aim of the druids but had never been reached to the level of the woman before her…just who is she?

Kara looked around to find herself surrounded by blue light.

"No need to feel afraid Kara."

Kara turned back to face the woman only to gasp, eyes stared back at her, eyes with a sparkling, golden honey color. Kara had never seen anyone's eyes that color before…not even Morgana who was born with her magic.

Then, Kara heard an owl hoot. She looked around her surroundings to find that she was in a familiar place.

Her eyes widened, "We're-"

"On the edge of the forest that's just beyond the border between Camelot's and Cenred's kingdom" the woman finished.

"A teleportation spell!" gasped Kara. "Only-"

"The most powerful could perform? Yes that's what I did."

"But that's such a large distance! You didn't even have a poultice or-!"

"Yes, I only needed my magic to perform the spell" the women answered a little tiredly.

Kara looked at her savior in awe, "Who are you?"

The mysterious woman smirked again and stepped into the moonlight which gave Kara all the light she needed to see the woman's face as she removed her hood.

She was beautiful.

Ringlets of tawny-brown hair veiled her heart shaped face and flowed in waves adorning her peaches and cream skin tone. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were a smoky, gray color; soft-looking, all knowing and luminous. With her straight nose and full lips - she seemed the picture of perfection.

However, Kara expected the woman to be much older than her, mid-twenties even as she sounded so wise, so experienced when she spoke but she looked to be actually nearing the age of twenty.

"Just how old are you?"

The woman smiled, "Now, didn't the druids ever teach you to never ask a woman her age?"

Kara blushed slightly, embarrassed.

"Nevermind, we need to keep moving."

The woman raised her fingers to her lips and whistled loudly. There was a rustle of bushes when a large horse with a chestnut-brown coat and black mane came out. It galloped toward them and stopped in front his master and Kara watched as the mysterious woman stroke him before climbing onto his back.

"Come"

Kara followed her suit and climbed on. But just before the mysterious woman before her could use the horse's reins, Kara's arm shot out and stopped her.

"Problem?"

"I don't know your name…even though you know mine."

The woman smiled and answered, "It's Layla"

With that said, the woman slapped the reins forcing the horse to gallop fast into the night, not giving Kara another chance to speak.

The next morning; after Arthur had heard the news of Kara's escape and the knight's report, he called Mordred to his chambers.

"Did you have anything to do with her escape Mordred?" Arthur interrogated as he sat at his desk whilst Mordred stood before him.

"No milord. I didn't."

Arthur scoffed, "You're the only one who knows her here Mordred. In fact, you had even pleaded with me to let her go. How can it not be you?"

"It couldn't have been me milord because I was at the tavern last night."

Arthur blinked once then twice and another time before finally speaking, "You? At the tavern?"

"I understood that you weren't going to change your mind so I was hoping maybe drinking ale with the other knights would make me feel better."

"I see…" Arthur murmured.

"I was even hoping for a hangover so I at least I didn't have to see-"

Arthur cut him off at that, "I get it"

Mordred nodded.

"So which of the knights were you with?"

"Gwaine, Percival and Leon. There were the other knights there as well but I haven't really remembered all their names yet" Mordred finished with a slight sheepish look on his face.

Arthur nodded, "I see…well in that case-"

"So you didn't have anyone rescue Kara then?"

Arthur looked up to see his wife looking at Mordred skeptically.

"I didn't your Highness."

Gwen frowned at hsi answer and began walking towards him, "I'm sorry Mordred but I really don't think you would be the type to leave your lover in her cell to await execution the following morning."

Mordred forced himself to keep a neutral expression, "I've known Kara since I was young and she's very dear to me but she had killed people. The Kara I knew could never do that. She's changed and she had made it clear to me that she was not going to change her mind."

Gwen's expression softened immediately, "I see…"

"Mordred"

Mordred turned back to look at his king, "Yes?"

Arthur leaned forward in his chair and looked up at Mordred, "So you really have no idea where Kara would have gone?"

"No. I honestly don't."

Arthur had looked into his eyes then but Mordred was confident that he had spoken the truth. He really did have no idea where Merlin's wife had taken his lover. Merlin probably did though.

"In that case, you're free to go."

Mordred nodded and with a bow to Arthur and Gwen; he left.

As Mordred was making his way back to his chambers, he felt someone pull him into a corridor. Mordred was about to throw a punch at his attacker but his fist was caught.

"Well aren't you jumpy?"

Mordred's eyes widened in recognition, "Merlin!"

Merlin grinned and released Mordred's hand.

"Good job back there with Arthur and Gwen. Don't you just love the loopholes and half-truths? Makes you feel less guilty eh?"

Mordred frowned but before he could anything, Merlin interrupted him.

"Anyway, my wife had reported to me that Kara is safe and out of Camelot."

Mordred breathed a sigh of relief, "When can I see her?"

"You're going to have to wait a week first, until this whole mess dies down. I'll take you to Kara then."

Mordred frowned again but Merlin held up his hand in a reassuring gesture, "Don't worry, my family will take good care of Kara."

"Family?"

Merlin grinned, "Yup, my mum, my wife and my son."

Mordred's eyes widened, "You have a-?!"

"Shush!" Merlin covered Mordred's mouth with his hand and used the other to put a finger to his lips in a silencing gesture.

Merlin removed his hand after checking the coast was clear and Mordred asked immediately, "Just how old is your son?"

"He had turned two just a few moths ago actually."

Same age as Sir Leon's daughter…

Before Mordred could say anything more, Gwaine's laughter was heard and when he turned back to look at Merlin to warn him to leave before he was seen, he was already gone.

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