Red jacket, blue ribbon, and all that

by annienomious

Father and Son Duo decided to make up for the time they had lost. (Snippets of Arturia's and Mordred's daily life following the events from 'For what to come')

2. Age

"Father."

"Yes?"

"At what age did you pull the sword out from the stone?"

To the question, Arturia stopped at whatever she was doing. For after centuries, she found herself in a room alone with her son, making conversation after conversation. Once she dug up the memory from her mind, she answered, "Fifteen. Why?"

Mordred went to hug the pillow on the futon. "Was it hard?" she asked. "Being a king at that age?"

Arturia smiled softly. "Merlin and Big Brother Kay assisted me around during my first days. Sir Bedivere and Sir Gawain came not long after the coronation too, so I was helped a lot."

Understood, Mordred nodded. "And at what age do Mother…ya' know?"

"Around ten years following the battle against Vortigern."

The Knight of Treachery hummed as she rocked back and forth, thinking quickly. "Then you must be thirty something when you had me," she said in a low voice. "But how did you-"

"Caliburn and Avalon," Arturia shrugged.

"What's your real age then?"

"I'm technically forty or so."