Arthurian Legend RP

"Who would come looking?" he asked, shifting to meet her gaze.

Mythian shrugged "Your mother, or brother, people from the school, anyone"

His jaw clenched a bit at the mention of his family. "True. Hopefully, we won't have to face my family anytime soon."

Mythian nodded and kissed his shoulder "I'm sorry"

Shaking his head, Mordred sighed. "It's not your fault. Just...keep me from becoming a pawn."

Mythian nodded "of course" she said and sighed "what time is it?"

Mordred considered her question for a moment before he finally said, "Late afternoon or early evening. Why?"

Mythian  shrugged and laid back "we still have time to enjoy this"

"Time before what?" he asked, propping himself up to look at her.

"Before we have to go" Mythian replied looking up at Mordred as she pulled some f the sheets tighter around her

Mordred smiled softly before stretching out beside her. "Mmm. Then I should relax while I can before facing your father."

Mythian laughed "you have nothing to worry about with him" she said missing his cheek,

"I don't doubt that," Mordred smirked, kissing her nose playfully. "I doubt my patience in dealing with his silent disapproval."

Mythian laughed then sat up. "Your patience is thin Mordred, and so is mine" she mused

"That's why we get along," he laughed.

Mythian pecked him on the lips "can we get something to eat?"

Putting a hand behind her head, Mordred extended the kiss for a few moments before releasing her. "If that's what you want."

Mythian nodded sitting up ad climbing from the bed,

Mordred followed suit, grabbing his clothes and tossing Mythian her dress. "Was there anything in particular that you wanted?"

Mythian dressed fairly quickly then began working on her head. "I want ... hmm a stew"

"I'll inform the servants," Mordred told her, running a hand through his hair by way of combing it.

Mythian nodded thinking for a moment then began to hum as she brushed her hair.

After a few seconds of listening to her, Mordred headed down to order the food. On the way back to the room, he paused to look out one of the windows. It was early evening and the sun was setting. For just a moment, he played with the shadows before returning to the room.

When Mordred came back, Agravain turned around, Mythian in his grasp and holding a knife to her neck, Mythian stood still against him "mother has called on you again Brother, you've been naughty"

"Agravain," Mordred snarled, everything about him darkening dangerously. "Release her, and I may let you live."

"You won't try anything, because one flick  of y wrist, and I can end this lovely women.... now, ,other calls for you again, sh all we go?" Agravain said with a smirk, speaking to close to mythian's ear.

Mythian stared at Mordred, but said nothing as she waited for Mordred to reply.

For a brief moment, Mordred's eyes flickered red as he debated with himself. His shadows, if went unnoticed, were faster than Agravain could ever be with a knife. However, if his brother did see them than there was a chance Mythian would die before Mordred's attack would work. Cursing under his breath, he glared at his brother. "Release her and I'll go with you. If not..." he allowed the ending of his sentence hanging, hoping Mythian would understand what he'd try.

Agravain considered a moment, stroking his fingers on Mythian arm, he pressed his face against the crook of Her neck before releasing her with a smirk then grinned "so you do care for her" 

Mythian ran around Mordred and stood behind him.

Mordred neither confirmed nor denied his brother's words and simply touched Mythian's hand in reassurance. It was all he could do not to murder Agravain there and then. Forcing himself to focus on Mythian, he whispered, "Go to your father's house after I leave. The ring will mask your presence, at least a little bit."

Agravain walked past them "I'll wait in the carriage" he said leaving

Mythian shook her head "I will not leave yo"