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The druid's eyes crinkled into confusion as Merlin spoke, denying the past, denying the truth. He had not, in truth, expected the warlock to be so unrepentant. No matter what Merlin had done, Mordred had always thought of the man as honourable. And now.... well. Perhaps the Knights had been right all along to cast Merlin out after the fall of their King.

Taking a slow breath, Mordred turned, a small light appearing in the middle of the room. "Merlin... come with me." He spoke, his voice heavy with sadness. He stepped towards the light, which flickered a little, before a creaking sound revealed the opening of a door. Beyond that door, Mordred knew, Merlin would find the answers to his questions. But whether or not the warlock would follow was another matter entirely. He was so distrusting of Mordred, so certain of his own part, that Mordred feared he would never accept the path he had laid for himself. He turned his head, to meet Merlin's eyes. "Please, Merlin. I promise you no harm will come to you."

The druid held back a curse to the Gods as he was pulled from his hiding spot by the unknown traveller's guards, and brought before her. Bowing his head in respect, he hoped the gesture would prove worth hsi while, and that she would let him go, eventually. In a soft voice, Mordred spoke. "My Lady, please forgive me for startling you. I am a traveller, on my way to Camelot." he was not exactly being honest, but to speak Morgana's name so close to Camelot was most likely to ask for death, something that Mordred was less than keen to meet just yet.

After a moment, the druid boy slid one foot forward, into a kneel, hoping the gesture would be enough to suade the woman he meant no ill intentions. "I mean you no harm, Lady. I saw your guard and hid, for I know that strangers are not always welcome in these lands. I did not wish to cause distress.

Mordred moved to stand next to the warlock, his gaze full of sympathy and mourning. A gentle hand rested upon Merlin's shoulder, as the druid took in the measure of Merlin's confusion and desperation. With all his heart, the druid wished that what the warlock was asking were possible. But Merlin should know by now, that with history, there was no way to change things. Even magic could not change the past, no matter how one might want to try.

He stepped forward, looking into Merlin's eyes. "I understand your confusion, Merlin. I understand your pain. I wish, more than anything, that there were some way we could change what has passed here, and bring back the King... but you of all people should know that there is no way to tamper with the past. What is done is done."

The druid nodded, with a smile. "Chidhood is a gift we should all treasure; and yet none of us seem to until it is over. I can well understand your feelings," He tried to assure. With a grin, Mordred acknowledged the truth in her words. "I am glad; I think your children might not thank you to leave you with me, I fear I am not quite the best at handling youngsters."

He paused as she spoke of Arthur, his gaze curious and his mind wondering. How much information could he press her for? He still knew so little of the King; so much was myth, and more than that, secrecy.... yet Mordred longed for nothing more than to get to know the man who had honoured him so by first saving his life all those years ago, and then Knighting him. At her comment about Mordred's opionion, however, the smile faltered a little. "I hold prejudice against no man," he said honestly. "If that man or woman or child is honourable and kind to friend and stranger alike, then what should give me, a mere nobody, the right to judge them? My Lady, I feel that we are, all of us, judged by our actions, not our homelands."

"My Lady, I think you are teasing me," Mordred stated, but there was laughter in his words, and he smiled a little, to let her know that he was not serious, that she had not offended him somehow. "But yes, it is more than alright, I thank you." HE paused. "Would you mind if I asked you how long you have known the King?"

I completely agree with you, Cait!!! The Gwen/Morgana thing is so similiar to the Morgana/Morgause thing, with Gwen taking Morgana's place during that whole plotline! LIke you say, the writers dont' bother to tell us why or how this has happened - except in having Elyan die - but they just assume we'll jump on the band wagon, so to speak! I feel sorry for Arthur - is this how it's going to be for him throughout the show? And what happens when - or if - he finds out about Guinevère? I can see the poor guy being devistated. (I felt sorry for that stablehand too!)

I will say, though, it's nice to see Gwen actually doing something this last episode, rather than just floating around... but I'm still not happy with what she's doing!

Sir Leon.... URGH. Like you say, Cait, it really did seem fake, and though I've said it before, to me it felt like they were just using Leon as a handy character who could tell Guinevère this crazy idea of her ruling if Arthur died (I really did not like how Leon wrote Arthur off so quickly!). Emrys was perfect!!!{/i]!.

YES to being annoyed at the lack of Mordred in this series!!! I think I said in other threads, but it seems to me that they are very much only using Mordred when they want him to make some sort of impact - it's very annoying to say the least!! And very odd, considering at the start of his being knighted, Arthur seemed very fond of the boy (even Guienvere remarked on it!), and Mordred is just being pushed aside... I totally agree that it feels like Morgana is running the show though!


And Merlin, completely agreeing with you!!! They have really bonded over the last years - the years that we've seen of them, and the ones we haven't! - you can tell by the way they interact with each other. They are like Morgana and Arthur were in season one and two, but a lot stronger! I'd say they were brothers in every sense of the word bar blood...