Sir Mordred

@mordredtheblackhearted

Born to cause strife....

13 posts

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

darkestxofxnights

Morbius nodded a little bit before sitting back in their chair

“I can multi task, so where do we begin? My power will start getting around and things will start to effect the realm as I gain my strength back. We can take over the fey world, mab can rule here after that the mortals will be easy you can rule them and I’ll have an endless supply of power” morbius said mab raised a brow and glanced over at mordred for a moment before looking back at morbius

“and..what of you” mab asked her morbius grinned darkly

“I’ll rule you and everything else, worlds are about to change starting with this one”

mordredtheblackhearted

“All in all you will find Morbius is most agreeable and generous.” Mordred smiled as he finished his food. “So long as their hunger is satiated and you don’t make a move against them.”

darkestxofxnights

Mab looked to morbius

“my dear you must look so skeptical, I’m a demon not a fey.” Morbius assured her “I am more powerful than you even realize, you admitted you heard stories well they don’t live to expectations. Anything your heart desires I can make come true so long as you pledge your loyalties and don’t defy me” morbius said with a Chuckle

Mab thought to her children, to the relationship she’d had with will before he snapped out of her spell she wanted a family she wanted to rule

“anything?” Mab asked her and morbius grinned

“anything and more.”

mordredtheblackhearted

“How do you think I managed to kill and defeat Arthur? Skill alone was not enough.” Mordred smiled. “To achieve what you want most you must do some rather unconventional things.”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

darkestxofxnights

Morbius nodded a little bit before sitting back in their chair

“I can multi task, so where do we begin? My power will start getting around and things will start to effect the realm as I gain my strength back. We can take over the fey world, mab can rule here after that the mortals will be easy you can rule them and I’ll have an endless supply of power” morbius said mab raised a brow and glanced over at mordred for a moment before looking back at morbius

“and..what of you” mab asked her morbius grinned darkly

“I’ll rule you and everything else, worlds are about to change starting with this one”

mordredtheblackhearted

“All in all you will find Morbius is most agreeable and generous.” Mordred smiled as he finished his food. “So long as their hunger is satiated and you don’t make a move against them.”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

“a foolish shifter who thinks himself a Van Hellsing,” a voice hissed from further in the room sending another chill down Mab’s spine “all this time I’ve been here and this foolish fey has ignored my power lurking behind these walls, Power she so needs.”

Mab scowled at the hissing voice as she strode down the passage every bit the queen she was

“Power I need from a creature trapped in a wall?” Mab asked with a huff

“you would have kept your shakespeare if you had, would have had far less troubles with your Robin Hood or your Lady of the lake.”

Mab hardly noticed how the voice seemed to be drawing her in, guiding her down the passages without any help until she stumbled upon the rocks and spotted the giant purple crystals that lay half buried in the dirt and a black blotchy mass with stars in it moving around inside like ink in water

“Mordred, my faithful friend you should pick your company more carefully.”

mordredtheblackhearted

“Times have changed and allies are far and few between old friend, I take them where I can find them.” Mordred looked to Mab then the darkness. “Hello Morbius. You look good, less corporeal. More darker than usual I think you preffer that.”

Morbius seemed to hiss in their darker form

“I prefer a more versatile form, can’t take one until you release me my friend” morbius said mab raised a brow and looked over to mordred

“morbius? Such as the old folktales of the demon who tried to merge our world with that of the mortals?”

Mab sounded mildly amused until a sharp pain in her head made itself known and all she could hear for a moment was the creatures voice enveloping her in pain

“do not mock me child, I have lived a thousand lives more than you and will live thousands more after you are gone if you are not careful. Choose your words wisely”

And just like that the pain was gone, mab felt her entire form shake as she stared at the creature trapped in the crystal if it could do that from in there….what could it do out here?

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred smiled before he drew his sword and jammed it hard into the inscription shattering the bond that kept Morbius in place. “There,” he stood extracting the sword. “Now you are free old friend. Merlin must have worked hard to do this such magic usually costs a life. I wonder how he managed such a thing…”

darkestxofxnights

Morbius black form slinked out of the barrier that had once imprisoned it and slowly morphed until it became the form of a woman with dark hair and a wicked smile

“Feels much better to be able to stretch my legs,” Morbius chuckled running a hand through the hair that she hadn’t felt in a few centuries “The merlin we currently know is a just realized reincarnation, he only just met with Nimue again coming after this one,” Morbius gestured towards Mab “Kidnapped her own children, you barely missed quite the show my dear it was entertaining in a sad and pathetic kind of way.” Morbius said she glanced over at Mab daring the queen to speak against her which she didn’t. Mab just glared at her but also didn’t want to risk the creature attacking her again

mordredtheblackhearted

“Mmm” Mordred said before looking Morbius over, “female day?” He asked making sure about the pronouns. “How are you feeling? Ravenous? Shame that she let her children’s friends go they would have been quite the feast for you.”

darkestxofxnights

“their energy alone was enough to wake me, I almost had that shifter trapped but the fool didn’t watch where he was going and managed to break free.” Morbius said running a hand through her hair before she looked at Mab again

“So Fey queen, care to throw together a feast and discuss our new partnership? If you wish to move forward with your plans for domination you’ll need our help, especially when we go bigger” Morbius said Mab raised a brow and glanced at Mordred she seemed to contemplate but she’d rather not be their enemy so she nodded and lead the way back through the passages. It wasn’t long before Morbius was sat before a table set with all sorts of foods that she devoured after centuries of being trapped she needed any energy she could get, there were even a few servants who laid on the floor in a what could only described as a coma

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred ate from the table being part fey it didn’t matter if he did or not it had no effect to detain him to this realm. “When you have had your fill we shall begin our plotting dear Morbius and see where Queen Mab can fit in to both bolster our ranks and fulfill her needs and desires.”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

“a foolish shifter who thinks himself a Van Hellsing,” a voice hissed from further in the room sending another chill down Mab’s spine “all this time I’ve been here and this foolish fey has ignored my power lurking behind these walls, Power she so needs.”

Mab scowled at the hissing voice as she strode down the passage every bit the queen she was

“Power I need from a creature trapped in a wall?” Mab asked with a huff

“you would have kept your shakespeare if you had, would have had far less troubles with your Robin Hood or your Lady of the lake.”

Mab hardly noticed how the voice seemed to be drawing her in, guiding her down the passages without any help until she stumbled upon the rocks and spotted the giant purple crystals that lay half buried in the dirt and a black blotchy mass with stars in it moving around inside like ink in water

“Mordred, my faithful friend you should pick your company more carefully.”

mordredtheblackhearted

“Times have changed and allies are far and few between old friend, I take them where I can find them.” Mordred looked to Mab then the darkness. “Hello Morbius. You look good, less corporeal. More darker than usual I think you preffer that.”

Morbius seemed to hiss in their darker form

“I prefer a more versatile form, can’t take one until you release me my friend” morbius said mab raised a brow and looked over to mordred

“morbius? Such as the old folktales of the demon who tried to merge our world with that of the mortals?”

Mab sounded mildly amused until a sharp pain in her head made itself known and all she could hear for a moment was the creatures voice enveloping her in pain

“do not mock me child, I have lived a thousand lives more than you and will live thousands more after you are gone if you are not careful. Choose your words wisely”

And just like that the pain was gone, mab felt her entire form shake as she stared at the creature trapped in the crystal if it could do that from in there….what could it do out here?

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred smiled before he drew his sword and jammed it hard into the inscription shattering the bond that kept Morbius in place. “There,” he stood extracting the sword. “Now you are free old friend. Merlin must have worked hard to do this such magic usually costs a life. I wonder how he managed such a thing…”

darkestxofxnights

Morbius black form slinked out of the barrier that had once imprisoned it and slowly morphed until it became the form of a woman with dark hair and a wicked smile

“Feels much better to be able to stretch my legs,” Morbius chuckled running a hand through the hair that she hadn’t felt in a few centuries “The merlin we currently know is a just realized reincarnation, he only just met with Nimue again coming after this one,” Morbius gestured towards Mab “Kidnapped her own children, you barely missed quite the show my dear it was entertaining in a sad and pathetic kind of way.” Morbius said she glanced over at Mab daring the queen to speak against her which she didn’t. Mab just glared at her but also didn’t want to risk the creature attacking her again

mordredtheblackhearted

“Mmm” Mordred said before looking Morbius over, “female day?” He asked making sure about the pronouns. “How are you feeling? Ravenous? Shame that she let her children’s friends go they would have been quite the feast for you.”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

“a foolish shifter who thinks himself a Van Hellsing,” a voice hissed from further in the room sending another chill down Mab’s spine “all this time I’ve been here and this foolish fey has ignored my power lurking behind these walls, Power she so needs.”

Mab scowled at the hissing voice as she strode down the passage every bit the queen she was

“Power I need from a creature trapped in a wall?” Mab asked with a huff

“you would have kept your shakespeare if you had, would have had far less troubles with your Robin Hood or your Lady of the lake.”

Mab hardly noticed how the voice seemed to be drawing her in, guiding her down the passages without any help until she stumbled upon the rocks and spotted the giant purple crystals that lay half buried in the dirt and a black blotchy mass with stars in it moving around inside like ink in water

“Mordred, my faithful friend you should pick your company more carefully.”

mordredtheblackhearted

“Times have changed and allies are far and few between old friend, I take them where I can find them.” Mordred looked to Mab then the darkness. “Hello Morbius. You look good, less corporeal. More darker than usual I think you preffer that.”

Morbius seemed to hiss in their darker form

“I prefer a more versatile form, can’t take one until you release me my friend” morbius said mab raised a brow and looked over to mordred

“morbius? Such as the old folktales of the demon who tried to merge our world with that of the mortals?”

Mab sounded mildly amused until a sharp pain in her head made itself known and all she could hear for a moment was the creatures voice enveloping her in pain

“do not mock me child, I have lived a thousand lives more than you and will live thousands more after you are gone if you are not careful. Choose your words wisely”

And just like that the pain was gone, mab felt her entire form shake as she stared at the creature trapped in the crystal if it could do that from in there….what could it do out here?

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred smiled before he drew his sword and jammed it hard into the inscription shattering the bond that kept Morbius in place. “There,” he stood extracting the sword. “Now you are free old friend. Merlin must have worked hard to do this such magic usually costs a life. I wonder how he managed such a thing...”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

“a foolish shifter who thinks himself a Van Hellsing,” a voice hissed from further in the room sending another chill down Mab’s spine “all this time I’ve been here and this foolish fey has ignored my power lurking behind these walls, Power she so needs.”

Mab scowled at the hissing voice as she strode down the passage every bit the queen she was

“Power I need from a creature trapped in a wall?” Mab asked with a huff

“you would have kept your shakespeare if you had, would have had far less troubles with your Robin Hood or your Lady of the lake.”

Mab hardly noticed how the voice seemed to be drawing her in, guiding her down the passages without any help until she stumbled upon the rocks and spotted the giant purple crystals that lay half buried in the dirt and a black blotchy mass with stars in it moving around inside like ink in water

“Mordred, my faithful friend you should pick your company more carefully.”

mordredtheblackhearted

“Times have changed and allies are far and few between old friend, I take them where I can find them.” Mordred looked to Mab then the darkness. “Hello Morbius. You look good, less corporeal. More darker than usual I think you preffer that.”

The Musketeers (2014 – 2016) Lucien Grimaud in 3.01 “Spoils of War”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

Mab rolled her eyes

“easier said than done, thought I had banished your lady of the lake to the mortal world but apparently she’s returned and is rallying people against me again. No doubt that means she’ll rally against you as well” mab said bitterly a servant refilled her glass and she took another long drink

mordredtheblackhearted

“Mmm perhaps but I know my Ace that is up my sleeve and I won’t find too many troubles. “Now then how well do you know this castle?” He stood and motioned for her to follow him.

“Well enough, I’ve found a few peculiar passages but many seem to be blocked off.” Mab said frowning at him as she started to follow him cautiously already thinking that if she needed to the stem of her wine glass would make a trusty weapon should he decide that he didn’t want her here any more

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred chuckled, “blocked for a reason, seems in my death Merlin felt he had one last mission.” Mordred lead her through the halls and passed many of the well used passages. As they made their way it was undeniable that the castle felt darker in this part, colder even. “Now where do they have you old friend?” He saw the crack and looked at Mab. “Found him.” He smiled and reached into the crack intoning a few words the walls began to crack further then shattered revealing a passage. He saw the dried blood. “Someone has been here before.”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

Mab rolled her eyes

“easier said than done, thought I had banished your lady of the lake to the mortal world but apparently she’s returned and is rallying people against me again. No doubt that means she’ll rally against you as well” mab said bitterly a servant refilled her glass and she took another long drink

mordredtheblackhearted

“Mmm perhaps but I know my Ace that is up my sleeve and I won’t find too many troubles. “Now then how well do you know this castle?” He stood and motioned for her to follow him.

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

Mab looked up to the peculiar stranger with a frown in her bruised face

“who are you? Who dated enter my castle without my knowledge?”

The moment the words were spoken mab could feel an icy chill go down her spine and could practically feel a third presence that was simply amused by her

mordredtheblackhearted

“Your castle?” He chuckled, “Your castle?” He tossed the dagger away, why is it yours because you found it?” He asked sweeping passed her before sitting on the throne. “Wine.” He commanded. “For the Queen of course and myself. A doctor to see to her.” He picked up a grape and ate it. “This castle was built some centuries ago and I think you will find that some places bear the arms of my house. There are many names I bear but the one most commonly spoken is Mordred.”

Mab folded her arms and raised a brow

“this castle is mine because I restored it, rebuilt this place with my own hands and have helped withered away the magic seals to bring it back to it’s glory. Mordred or not this is my home” she said stubbornly

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred scoffed, “as things built originally by mortals do. You may continue to call this place your home but as you may come to see, it isn’t really yours or mine.” He smirked.

Mab tried not to be offended but she did accept the wine when a servant brought it to her drinking down more than half in one go and then what was left in the other

“so then what brings mordred back here then? Thought you wanted to be a king among men?”

mordredtheblackhearted

“Oh that hasn’t stopped but I figured it was high time to see on an old friend of mine,” he took the wine from a servant. “What brings the Fairies Midwife here to rule as Queen of the fallen Fae? I thought you had Titania’s ear and Oberyn’s as well.”

Mab scoffed

“not for centuries, I know the truth of titania’s child and when no one listened that I was meant to be queen by their own laws I took matters into my own hands, nearly walked the pretty princess off a cliff and got sent here.” Mab told him she remembered the crumbling state the castle had been in when she arrived here, crumbling and decaying until she worked through the magic barriers to rebuild it

“much has happened in your absence, including merlin rising again, damn traitor. If he’s back I’m sure your arthur is not far behind”

mordredtheblackhearted

“Mmm,” he chuckled. “Merlin is traitorous to anyone who isn’t Arthur or his circle of loyal sycophants. As for Arthur well the once and future King will find his future rather short when I am done with it.”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

Mab looked up to the peculiar stranger with a frown in her bruised face

“who are you? Who dated enter my castle without my knowledge?”

The moment the words were spoken mab could feel an icy chill go down her spine and could practically feel a third presence that was simply amused by her

mordredtheblackhearted

“Your castle?” He chuckled, “Your castle?” He tossed the dagger away, why is it yours because you found it?” He asked sweeping passed her before sitting on the throne. “Wine.” He commanded. “For the Queen of course and myself. A doctor to see to her.” He picked up a grape and ate it. “This castle was built some centuries ago and I think you will find that some places bear the arms of my house. There are many names I bear but the one most commonly spoken is Mordred.”

Mab folded her arms and raised a brow

“this castle is mine because I restored it, rebuilt this place with my own hands and have helped withered away the magic seals to bring it back to it’s glory. Mordred or not this is my home” she said stubbornly

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred scoffed, “as things built originally by mortals do. You may continue to call this place your home but as you may come to see, it isn’t really yours or mine.” He smirked.

Mab tried not to be offended but she did accept the wine when a servant brought it to her drinking down more than half in one go and then what was left in the other

“so then what brings mordred back here then? Thought you wanted to be a king among men?”

mordredtheblackhearted

“Oh that hasn’t stopped but I figured it was high time to see on an old friend of mine,” he took the wine from a servant. “What brings the Fairies Midwife here to rule as Queen of the fallen Fae? I thought you had Titania’s ear and Oberyn’s as well.”

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

Mab looked up to the peculiar stranger with a frown in her bruised face

“who are you? Who dated enter my castle without my knowledge?”

The moment the words were spoken mab could feel an icy chill go down her spine and could practically feel a third presence that was simply amused by her

mordredtheblackhearted

“Your castle?” He chuckled, “Your castle?” He tossed the dagger away, why is it yours because you found it?” He asked sweeping passed her before sitting on the throne. “Wine.” He commanded. “For the Queen of course and myself. A doctor to see to her.” He picked up a grape and ate it. “This castle was built some centuries ago and I think you will find that some places bear the arms of my house. There are many names I bear but the one most commonly spoken is Mordred.”

Mab folded her arms and raised a brow

“this castle is mine because I restored it, rebuilt this place with my own hands and have helped withered away the magic seals to bring it back to it’s glory. Mordred or not this is my home” she said stubbornly

mordredtheblackhearted

Mordred scoffed, “as things built originally by mortals do. You may continue to call this place your home but as you may come to see, it isn’t really yours or mine.” He smirked.

Princess saves themselves (open)

Ben glared down the tower that he was still trapped in after so long, Mab kept trying everything to get him to join him and keep up her happy family aesthetic. Ben felt like everything he’d tried just about everything to get down and frankly he was hoping that now he had a pretty decent, albeit basic idea of how to get down.

Ben had been hoarding the sheets that had been given to him every day, claiming that no one brought him any before and insisting it was fine. He’d found a wonderful way to stash them, one of the tiles on his floor was loose and he’d spent the first week or two of him being there hollowing it out to be a storage compartment…well actually at first it had been a tunnel before he realized that he was at the top of a tower and that likely wasn’t a great idea. Now it was full of sheets which he was tying off to reinforce it to hopefully hold his weight otherewise he was in for a long fall and now Ben was sure he had almost enough to at least get down to the top of the next castle spire, from there he could find a window or something to climb into right? He hoped?

Ben tied the end to the bedpost and made sure it was secure before he began lowering his homemade rope out the window carefully and saying a silent prayer to whatever god decided to listen that he made it out of this alright. Ben took a deep breath and slid out onto the windowsill glancing down at the long drop before him and he shut his eyes for a moment gathering his courage before he started his descent down his rope below him

Mab looked up to the peculiar stranger with a frown in her bruised face

“who are you? Who dated enter my castle without my knowledge?”

The moment the words were spoken mab could feel an icy chill go down her spine and could practically feel a third presence that was simply amused by her

mordredtheblackhearted

“Your castle?” He chuckled, “Your castle?” He tossed the dagger away, why is it yours because you found it?” He asked sweeping passed her before sitting on the throne. “Wine.” He commanded. “For the Queen of course and myself. A doctor to see to her.” He picked up a grape and ate it. “This castle was built some centuries ago and I think you will find that some places bear the arms of my house. There are many names I bear but the one most commonly spoken is Mordred.”

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