Chapter 5

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"Remember how we couldn't look each other in the eyes for almost a week?" I asked Mordred with a laugh while riding beside him. It had been about an hour since we had left Camelot, and we were making some good ground, being over halfway there already. It wasn't difficult at a fast trot. He laughed as well.

"How could I forget?" he asked. "It was the most boring, adventure-less week of my entire life." I laughed again before quieting down, thinking hard. "Is something wrong?"

"I miss being a child, Mordred," I admitted sadly. "Things were so much simpler." I could feel his eyes on me, but I just looked ahead.

"I don't."

"Why not?" I asked, actually looking at him now. "The Druids were so kind, and we had time to just run around and be children--to be happy and to... have adventures. Remember all of those beautiful flower tiaras you made me every year on my birthday once I turned sixteen?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes," he agreed, reciprocating my expression. "But now we have the ability to make a change for the good. We can make decisions that we couldn't as children, make a difference that couldn't have been made as children. And who says we can't smile and laugh and have adventures now, too? I, for one, am having a wonderful time with my best friend at this very moment."

I couldn't help but stare at him for a while. It amazed me how much he grew up. He was only twenty-three, and somehow he had the wisdom of a man twice his age. I just stared at him for a moment before I shook myself out of my thoughts and looked at him with a glint in my eyes.

"I'll race you to the field. Last one there has to serve everything!"

It was only a second before we took off, laughing and acting like the children we were all over again.

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"Yes!" I shouted, out of breath from the heavy riding. Mordred laughed, out of breath as well as he dismounted his horse. I just watched him before sliding off my horse as well, terribly out of breath with this damn corset.

"I guess that means I'm serving you, milady," he teased whilst tying our horses to the tree. I grabbed the blanket from my horse and Mordred looked at me in confusion. "I thought I was supposed to be serving everything?" he asked.

"Well, I'm going to find the perfect spot."

He laughed as I ran off with the blanket to the small clearing we once ran through together.

I found the perfect spot, right in the middle where we could see the clouds, so I set out the blanket, laying on the soft ground and closing my eyes, breathing deeply. How long has it been since we spent time together like this? It was only a few moments before I heard footsteps coming closer and I sat up slightly, grinning at Mordred while he set the basket down, laying down on the other side of the blanket.

"Alright, milady," he teased. "Do you want to eat now or do you want to wait?" he asked. I thought for a moment before responding.

"Let's eat now and then watch the sky," I told him with a smile.

He grinned, "alright."

I watched him as he unpacked the food. He was still in his Camelot chain mail with his billowing red cape. I couldn't help but smile, just watching him. Not too long ago, he was on the same side as Morgana. And now he's a knight of Camelot. I observed the face I knew so well, and his soft, dark curls. I couldn't stop my heart from skipping a beat when he looked at me with his bright blue eyes

"What?" he asked, laughing a bit, and I just grinned.

"Nothing," I insisted, sitting up. "Just thinking, I suppose," I told him with a smile while he finished setting the food out.

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