... Never so directly, no. He probably thought that our victories would speak for themselves, that people would understand his reasoning. And why wouldn't they?
[ Why wouldn't they? she repeats in her head. Mordred pauses, thinking things over for a moment; drumming her fingers idly as if to burn off nervous energy. ]
"The king does not understand the hearts of men." [ She says suddenly. ] That's what that bastard Tristan said when he left the Round Table. It wasn't just him, either — the idiots who sided with me claimed the same thing. They never even realized the person they were following now wasn't human to begin with. How freakin' funny is that? [ Her voice is utterly humourless. ]
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[ Why wouldn't they? she repeats in her head. Mordred pauses, thinking things over for a moment; drumming her fingers idly as if to burn off nervous energy. ]
"The king does not understand the hearts of men." [ She says suddenly. ] That's what that bastard Tristan said when he left the Round Table. It wasn't just him, either — the idiots who sided with me claimed the same thing. They never even realized the person they were following now wasn't human to begin with. How freakin' funny is that? [ Her voice is utterly humourless. ]