Arthurian Legend RP

"True enough." Running a hand through his hair, Mordred sighed. "I don't know anything about ruling a country. Do you honestly think I'm capable?"

"no one ever knows anything, but your people come first" arthur said nodded "you are capable"

Mordred glanced at him, surprised. "You didn't know how to run a country?"

Arthur shook his head "no, I did not"

"But I thought...I mean, you're so good at it," Mordred pointed out, turning to fully meet Arthur's gaze.

Arthur smiled "it certainly took getting used too"

Mordred offered him a hesitant smile. "I'm...I'm willing to learn."

Arthur nodded "would you be willing to exted your stay to learn?"

Mordred hesitated, eyes darting towards Merlin's cottage and then back to Arthur. Wary, he nodded. "Yes."

Arthur smiled "good, good, I will teach you all I know"

"Thank you...Father," Mordred nodded. "That means a lot."

"anything else you would like to ask?" arthur asked Mordred

For a moment, Mordred glanced back at Merlin's cottage, but shook his head. "No."

Arthur stood "well then I have work to be doing"

Mordred bowed. "It was good to talk with you...Father."

"You as well" Arthur said and left

Mordred nodded and watched him leave.

Mythian was laying Ruth in her crib after the baby fell asleep

Arthur went to His war room

Hilly was humming as she was sewing.

Mordred quietly nudged the door open. "She sleeping?" he asked softly, coming up behind Mythian and wrapping an arm around her waist.

Morgana glanced up at him from where she was lounging in a chair and smiled. "How'd it go?"

"What are you working on?" Gawain asked from where he was stretched out on the bed. He was feeling lazy today and had little to no motivation to get up.

Mythian leaned against Mordred smiling "yes, sound asleep"

Arthur raised his eyebrows "better then expected"

Hilly had not even gotten dressed, she grinned at her husband "a baby blanket for when I get pregnant"

Pulling her against him, Mordred kissed her neck. "You alright?"

"Oh? What did he say?" Morgana rose and moved over to him.

"Planning a little early aren't you?" Gawain asked. "Unless you had a vision?"

Mythian closed her eyes and nodded "yes, are you?"

"He's going to take then throne when I retire from it" Arthur said with a smile.

Hilly blushed looking at him "maybe I did"

"Yeah," he smiled. "I'm sorry about earlier."

"That's wonderful," Morgana replied. "That was easier than I thought."

Instantly Gawain was sitting up. "You had one?!"

"You were gone a long time, what happened?" Mythian asked

Arthur shrugged "he just needs kindness_

Hilly shrugged "I did...sort of....I was in the middle of labour, I don't know what the gender is"

"I need to relax a little and later ended up talking with Arthur. He was actually the one who approached me," Mordred replied, still a bit surprised by the experience.

Morgana titled her head. "He also needs to sort things out with Merlin. I saw them arguing earlier and they looked ready to kill each other."

For a moment Gawain couldn't breathe. Then he asked, "When will this happen?"

Mythian back both of them up until Mordred had to sit in a chair, she then placed herself in his lap "is that so? What did you speak about?"

Arthur sighed "that is not an easy task Morgana, both are stubborn"

Hilly shook her head "I don't know, but I looked pretty much the same as I do now, maybe a bit thicker"

"A few things. How you and I met. What you're like. What it was like growing up with Morgana and Morgous. Him training me to be king," Mordred shrugged. "He was really making an effort to reach out to me."

"I didn't think it would be," Morgana mused. "Just a comment. Just be on the alert. I think things will boil over sooner rather than later and Mordred has enough raw power and emotion to cause problems."

Gawain gave a low whistle. "That is sooner rather than later."

Mythian listened then looked shocked. "Did you say he will train you to be king?"

Arthur sighed and ran a hand through his hair "I simply don't see why Merlin acts like this"

Hilly looked up and nodded with a smile "aren't you happy?"

"Yeah," Mordred replied, sighing. "I'm nervous, but he seems determined to have me be the heir. It's hard to turn him down. I mean, he is my father and...I don't want to fail him."

Pursing her lips, Morgana leaned against the table. "Well it can't just be the prophecy. At least I don't think he's that shallow. But honestly I don't know what to make of the man. And I get the feeling I'm not his favorite sorceress." She grinned. "Though he likes me better than Morgous."

"I can't wait," he smiled, rolling off the bed to stand beside her. "You get to be a mother."

Mythian nodded biting her lower lip "will we be staying then?"

"He doesn't care much for you either though" Arthur agreed. "He just worries too much for me"

"And you get to be a father!" Hilly exclaimed excitedly