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Mordred had found sleep easily in the cave but only dreamed of being back at home with his wife. Mordred, my dear, why do you find it your duty to still follow Uther. For you know as good as I do, in the heart of powerful men can be found greed and self-doubt. The last words his wife had said to him haunted his sleep, but the matter that she said them in sent a chill down the back of a rock. For Mordred's wife was concerned only for herself and for her husband. I will follow my leader till death claims me or the city is safe again. I go for the protectoin of you and my parents. Rolling over he hit his head on a small rock and woke from the sudden feel of pain. "Ouch!", he whispered as he wiped the blood away from the frest cut. "Why did I have to do that? Now I'm gonna have a headache out of this world and nothing will get rid of it. The cold snow will only make the throbbing worse."I am such an idiot!
He stood up and walked outside, the others were already preparing to leave the area. Deep down inside his heart Mordred yearned to be at home beside the fire. But he knew at this moment it was impossible. He would continue on this expedition to whatever death he may find or the final sign of confidence he has needed. Courage is my friend and above all fear is the only true enemy besides the cold and orcs we chase. May the others find courage in whatever means they must. For Uther's lack of doubt is the driving force behind my eager mind.
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