Throw of the Dice [[Mordred]]

[merlinus]

With a feeling of almost certain dread in his stomach, Merlin marched towards the rooms wherein Mordred was probably sleeping. The man had been made a Knight - a copious mistake in Merlin's eyes, but one that he could not recitify. What he could do, at least, was perhaps warn the man about using magic; even mentioning magic; within the Castle. Though Mordred had already shown some amount of ability to keep confidence, he was not to be trusted, and the young servant was still fairly shaken by the vision he had been granted by the stones.

Taking a slow breath, feeling a bit incredulous that he was even doing this, the young man rapped upon Mordred's door, hoping to gain an answer.

Timeline: Set after Mordred becomes a Knight
Location: Mordred's chambers

[Mordred]

Mordred was feeling fantastic. At long last, he felt welcomed and appreciated, and did not have to live in fear of being discovered! He had taken off his heavy chain mail, but was still wearing the rest of a Camelot knight's attire; maroon shirt usually worn underneath the chain mail, flexible trousers, smart boots, even the long red cape with the Pendragon insignia. He had been happily swishing this cloak around, imagining the adventures he would have as a protector of Camelot, when he heard the knock as the door to his chambers. Curious as to who it could be and in a very good mood indeed, he hastily removed his cape, draped it over a chair and rushed to open the door.

"Merlin!" he beamed, somewhat surprised and a little honoured the warlock would visit him. Everyone else in the castle might just think him a servant of no importance or even a good friend, but no-one else Mordred knew of aside from Gaius would recognise him as the greatest sorcerer who ever lived. "Come on in, take a seat if you want! What brings you here?" he asked, gesturing to one of the few seats arranged around his small table should Merlin want to sit down. The last few times he had met this man had not exactly been in the happiest of circumstances as he had captured him and Arthur, but since then Mordred had stabbed Morgana and hoped that would prove to Merlin there was no need to suspect him. The young knight looked at Merlin, or Emrys, with some admiration, wanting their friendship to grow. There was some dislike and distrust for Merlin, of course, from his actions in trying to harm him in the past, but he hoped they could move on.