"Artoria, you don't get it, this girl, Mordred, she's a thorn, don't you like your castle? Put us in the same room and I swear we'll bring everything to the g." Ha Joon voiced out, kneeling on the bed while his arms gestured.

Artoria sighed, and th she walked towards the bed and sat close to him.

"I know Mordred can be ...an issue, but she has be with me for more than 60 years, I don't-"

"Eh?".

"What is it?" Artoria noticed the expression on Ha Joon's face.

"You're 60?" he asked.

"Is that a problem?" Artoria gave him a deadpanish expression.

"No no, of course not, it's just, uhmm,.." Ha Joon looked to the side.

'What the hell? 60? I could have sworn she said I arrived 8 years after she turned 3? Didn't she? Shi, and I can't go mtioning that now or she'll know I was spying on her and Merlin wh they were bathing!!!'.

"Are you alright? Don't tell me you're still having aches." Artoria moved closer.

"Sigh, I'm fine, go on with the story you wanted to tell me." Ha Joon looked to the g with a sad face.

"Right. I believe I once mtioned I was the only one worthy ough to pull Excalibur from the rock." She began, reaching for the wet clothes on the table and rubbing it a Ha Joon's body.

"Yeah, I remember that."

"My father was disappointed at the fact his one and only child was a female, it didn't help that my mother died during my birth. He couldn't bring himself to marry another woman, so he blindly raised me to be his successor."

She continued...

And with that, he was gone.

Once he left, Artoria was still froz in a spot, her face glowing red.

Slowly, she moved her hand towards her mouth before falling to the bed.

That was the first time she had se Ha Joon like that.

'How did he know?' Artoria whispered to herself, grabbing the bed sheet while she shook her legs like a teage girl.

She could still hear Ha Joon's words echoing inside her ear, and the more it did, the more it felt like her heart was going to leap out of her chest.

All in all, she knew one thing for certain, Ha Joon and made a promise to hers, ev though it sounded almost impossible, her delusions and feelings for him got the better of her.

...

{Special room, Round table meeting}

One step after the other, Morded drew closer to the giant door at the d of the hall. Her blade behind her back, and her hair, swaying back and forth.

She stood in front of it for a while, and with a deep breath, she grabbed the knob and pushed it op.

Looking in as the bright light began to dim, she could see them; all of the strongest knights in Camelot, seated on the table.

...

A/N

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