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“Lady
Guinevere, I feared your stay with us may be over.” The Mother Superior looked
at the lady. The other shuddered at the revelation of her name and the soon
departure.
“Your
heart and soul remain at unease even here. We have offered you meditation and
prayers but we cannot quell what there is inside you.” Mother Superior then
told her. “Your knight not far from us here made inquiries of you.”
“I
do apologize, Mother Superior. I will take my leave here and will not disturb
the peace here.” Guinevere stood and then bowed to the Mother Superior.
“Before
you, let me tell you that Arthur is back. He is alive and reclaim on Camelot
which was rightfully his.”
“Reclaim?
I don’t understand.” Guinevere was then given the brief on the situation at
Camelot. She was stunned by the outcome and offered to leave immediately. She
left a request to the Mother Superior.
“Lancelot
must not know of my departure. I will take the other exit and be on my way.”
Guinevere's wish was agreed and she rode towards Meleagant’s villa near the
wall on the return of her horse.
Just
as then Arthur reached the wall and was greeted by the Centurion. He was given
shelter and then they discussed what had happened.
“Mordred
sat on your throne with Morgan Le Fay as his adviser. There is one other,
Morgause Le Fay too.” Marius told Arthur. They were accompanied by Merlin and
Belvedere.
“Witches
they are.” Merlin cut in. “I must warn the Ladies in the Lake.”
“Hold
your action, druid. Let me hear more.” Arthur looked at Marius. “Who rides with
Mordred?”
The
names were read and the alliance with the other Lords and Chiefs.
“So,
the Elders are also with Mordred. What of Lord Bors?” Arthur asked.
“Lord
Bors is with Percival and Galahad on the quest to retrieve the Grail, Arthur.”
Merlin reminded the other.
“Yes….
Yes. He was sent. What of…” Arthur felt the reluctance to say the name.
“We
have no news of Lancelot,” Marius said. “However, we have the Optio here.”
“Lamorak
is here? He is unwell. How did you travel here?” Arthur asked.
“The
Legion taught us many skills, and even in sickness, we can fight when needed.
The Optio is a good legionnaire to hold in the rank.” Marius smiled. “He can’t
walk but he can still wield the sword.”
It
was a celebration for the Legionnaires’ leaders but not so for Jaseth when he
met Lancelot.
“How
did you find me, Green Knight?” Lancelot stood at the doorway to the hut. “I
have not been out.”
“My
name is Jaseth.” The knight had removed his helmet. “I came to meet you to
return to Camelot.”
“Why
should I? Arthur is not my King anymore.” Lancelot said.
“Arthur
is not at Camelot. He is said to have died and Mordred took over but now the
news that Arthur is alive. He went to Normandy to battle King Lot and had
returned victorious.”
“Good
on him then, and I am not returning to him. He can still be King…” Lancelot was
cut off by Jaseth.
“You
did not hear me well? Arthur is no more King. Mordred has taken over Camelot.
Arthur had returned to battle Mordred.”
“Then
I shall join Mordred as his knight,” Lancelot told Jaseth. “I will not serve
Arthur anymore.”
“If
you do that, you have to battle me now.” Jaseth dismounted. “We will fight on
foot. Sword to sword or it can be a sword to a halberd.”
Lancelot
stepped back into the hut and retrieved his sword. He had not carried Arondight
for some time and then the familiar feeling came back to his arms. He stepped
outside and faced the other knight. Jaseth offered him the shield while he held
the halberd.
“I
will fight you without the shield,” Lancelot said. He charged at Jaseth and the
other sidestepped on the attack. Lancelot turned and swung the sword which
Jaseth retreated to avoid.
“You
are out of practice, Lancelot.” Jaseth mocked the knight when Lancelot resumed
his attack. His moves were not clumsy but he was out of practice. Jaseth
blocked the sword with the halberd and then took on the attack. Lancelot was
retreating on the long reach of the halberd and then he stumbled to fall on his
hunches.
“You
are indeed out of practice.” Jaseth laughed. Lancelot stood up holding
Arondight to support him. He felt himself out of breath and the sword heavy on
his arms.
“I
will suggest a parlay on the duel. We can rest and resumed later.” Jaseth
smiled. “I am also in need of some food and drinks.”
The
news of the sighting on Guinevere soon reached the ears of Octavia Meleagant.
He took to his horse to find her. He intercepted Guinevere at the forest.
“Guinevere,
we were concerned about you. Where did you go?” Octavia asked.
“Tell
me, who sits at Camelot now?” Guinevere made her question directly to the
other.
“Mordred.”
Octavia later told her the whole tale. “I joined in because I was concerned about
you. If I was there, I would know of your whereabouts and even protect you
there.”
“I
have to see Mordred. He will listen to me.” Guinevere turned her horse towards
Camelot but Octavia stopped her.
“Mordred
may not. He hardly knows you.”
“He
will I if I am to tell him that Arthur is not dead but back here on the land.”
The
news of Arthur stirred up many allies to visit him at the wall at Falkirk. It
was east of
Carriden near Bo'ness on the Forth and to the west is Old Kilpatrick on the Clyde. It was where Marius had established his base to
patrol the wall.
The fort held a small
area with several buildings, made of stone and clay. There was the commander's house, the barracks, the headquarters, the bathhouse, and a granary. It was protected by
the eighteen
feet turf ramparts and
surrounded by defensive ditches.
The
news of Arthur’s return had sparked on the wall, and many had arrived with compliments
and gifts to see for themselves the so-named King.
“Was
he not a Roman leader before?” Arthur heard the comment and replied to them.
“I
stand before you still as Arthur. I hold Excalibur in my oath to reunite the
land.” Arthur looked to Marius. “The Ninth Cohort will be our ally too.”
It
was agreed beforehand between Arthur and Marius that he will spare the
Auxiliaries of over a hundred strong to Arthur.
“You
will have them and you will pay them as well as feed them. I have no use for
them.” Marius told Arthur. With that Arthur's strength grew and he had
Belvedere to train them.
It
was not good news to Mordred when he was told of that by his spies.
“Damn
the Legion. How can they accept back Arthur when he turned his back on them?”
Mordred was seated at the round table with his mother at his side.
“Do
not fear, Mordred. However huge the army the Arthur could muster up, we will
have the same strength to battle him.” Morgan said. She then looked at
Morgause. “Am I not right, Sister?”
“Yes,
my dear sister,” Morgause replied. She looked at the portal in the forest where
she could visit the six soldiers that she had held command over. They were dead
men but raise by her.
“Immortuos
soldiers, do as per command.” The six undead soldiers took to their task.
Morgause looked at Morgan. “I have raised a hundred of them. Dead soldiers of
the past and their souls are still here. They will heed my command from the
appointed six soldiers, and when needed use to battle our enemies.”
“They
shall then.” Morgan smiled. “Assign them the task of deposing the Sisters of
the Lake.”
“Yes,
it will be our task.” It was then the servants called on the arrival of Lord
Bors.
“I
returned from Sarras.” Lord Bors looked at the King when he stepped into the
castle. “Is it true that Arthur is dead?”
“I
fear it is.’ Mordred replied. “And welcome back, Sir Bors. Did you bring back
the Grail?”
“No,
I did not.” Lord Bors. “I have failed. So did Percival and Galahad. They
remained at Sarras.”
“What
lies you speak, knight?” It was Morgan who cut in. “I can read your mind. You
may not have the Grail but you held the sword that named Balin in your hands.”
“I
do not have it anymore.” Lord Bors reached for his sword. He was then thrown
back by the spell cast by Morgan. He struck the wall and fell.
“He
does not have it and I can’t find it. It’s well hidden from my sight.” Morgan
told Mordred. “Imprison him for now while I searched the sword.”
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