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DINADAN :
Sorry about this, Mordred.
The place's not so jolly right now.
But Estrangore is pretty, isn’t it?
MORDRED :
Yes…
Even if I'd hate to impose…
DINADAN :
Don’t you worry, I’m glad you're here. Your usual expression suits the mood better than mine.
MORDRED :
[ sighs]
DINADAN :
What, that’s it? A vaguely annoyed sigh?
Got something else on your mind?
MORDRED :
I went to see my father’s final resting place a handful of times when I was in Lothian, so I’m just wondering
what it feels like to visit a loved one's grave.
DINADAN :
I’m surprised you’d go to see the grave of someone you’ve never met.
MORDRED :
It’s a matter of respect.
DINADAN :
Not respect for the dearly departed, though, is it?
MORDRED :
…Maybe.
It must be different for you, though, since you knew your father.
DINADAN :
…
…Yeah.
…It’s complicated.
I don’t know if it’s coming back here or seeing my brother in this state that did it, but
I mostly feel bad that I wasn’t here for him.
The last few days must’ve been really tough on him.
I can understand why he’d resent me.
BRUNOR :
If you’re done chatting, we’ve got an investigation to conduct.
Go saddle your mare.
DINADAN :
What, don’t you want to get back inside and have a peaceful talk with your evidence?
BRUNOR :
The quicker we get to the scene, the sooner you can get back to Arthur’s side.
Isn’t that what you want?
DINADAN :
Hey, that's not fair…
[ brunor storms off in a huff ]
DINADAN :
I swear, he’s actually the sweetest.
[ mordred is concerned. ]
C’mon, it’ll be fine, you’ll see!
GALAHAD :
You look pleased, Percy!
PERCIVAL :
[ radiant ]
Oh, yes! It feels like I haven’t left Camelot in forever.
Seeing the forest, the valleys again, without a big, noisy crowd around...
It's really peaceful!
GALAHAD :
That’s true, you are from the countryside!
Big crowds must be pretty uncommon there.
…Speaking of which,
what happened at the banquet⎯is that normal?
PERCIVAL :
…Yeah, I’ve always been like this.
It’s just been happening more often since I got to Camelot. When there’s too much noise at once, I don’t know what to focus on anymore, and I think…
…that my brain overheats?
GALAHAD :
Good thing Mordred was there, right?
He knew what to do right away.
PERCIVAL :
Yeah, he did.
I kind of ruined our reunion, too.
I was happy to see you,
and you looked so pretty in that dress.
GALAHAD :
Oh, you charmer!
It was too big for me, Sir Bors gifted it to me at the last minute.
PERCIVAL :
By the way, I meant to ask you⎯
TRISTAN :
Finally!
This landscape, these granites…
Cornwall, here we come!
Just a few more hours and we’ll be in Tintagel and⎯
BORS :
Oh, but we should head for the lake first.
If the Lady of the Lake is there, she’ll give us a warm welcome.
TRISTAN :
…Yes, Bors…
That… would be…
great…
( Ugh. )
BORS :
Isn’t it more practical than going straight to Tintagel?
TRISTAN :
(morose)
… Yes…
PERCIVAL :
( It’s true that seeing Sir Tristan so enthusiastic makes me glad.
He’s so eager to see Iseult again, and praised her to high heavens the whole way here.
PERCIVAL :
So the Lady of the Lake lives here? Underwater?
BORS :
Oh, you don’t seem surprised.
PERCIVAL :
My mother told me about lake-dwelling fay.
In Welsh, they’re called gwragedd annwn.
My mother said they look just like human women,
and go after men to marry them and steal their children.
BORS :
I cannot speak for other lake-dwelling fay,
but Viviane truly did save us when she took us in. She’s always been good and kind to us.
Let me call on her.
…
…Looks like she isn't home. She's usually around at this time of the year, though…
PERCIVAL :
( The fog looks like it’s growing…thicker? )
TRISTAN :
I see something on the water. There, it's getting closer.
Looks like a horse…?
BORS :
Viviane has one.
Mother?
Is that you?
DINADAN :
Hey, Brunor.
Where are we going?
Fifi’s starting to get tired.
BRUNOR :
Where I found the body. There’ll probably be some clues to support my claim there.
DINADAN :
What happened, exactly? And why are you accusing Bors?
BRUNOR :
Dad left with a squire early in the morning to go hunting.
A few hours later, the squire returned at full gallop.
He was in shock, covered in blood.
He died in the stable boy's arms.
I got there as fast as I could,
and found our father lying in a pool of his own blood,
on the verge of death.
He managed to tell me he’d been attacked by a child of Gaunes.
DINADAN :
Is that your evidence?
BRUNOR :
No.
I found this, stuck in the ground beside him.
That's the crest of Benwick and Gaunes, right there on the pommel.
Given the tensions between our father and all those French lords after he was knighted,
I wouldn’t be surprised to learn they sent an assassin after him.
DINADAN :
Ban and Bors the Elder are dead, you know.
BRUNOR :
I know.
DINADAN :
So in their absence, you’re accusing Bors the Younger?
BRUNOR :
Exactly.
You should know all about generational grievances,
especially given the squire you’re dragging around.
No offense, kid.
But your family’s not the only one involved in stupid quarrels.
DINADAN :
You’re exaggerating, Brunor, we’re not really on bad terms.
Actually,
I know this dagger.
It belonged to Bors’ brother, Lionel.
Lionel was buried with all his weapons
here in Estrangore, near Manchester.
Maybe we should go check that out instead.
BRUNOR :
Check what out?
You think someone robbed his grave and took his weapons?
Why would anyone do that?
DINADAN :
I have no idea, but it’s either that, or⎯
BRUNOR :
No.
DINADAN :
What?
BRUNOR :
Lionel didn’t come back to life.
DINADAN :
I didn’t say anything!
BRUNOR :
But you were thinking it.
DINADAN :
It’s just⎯I’ve seen some weird things lately.
And honestly, it’s not any dumber than accusing Bors.
BRUNOR :
How so?
DINADAN :
Because either Lionel came back from the dead…
or Dad, the Good Knight Without Fear, slayer of the warrior giant Nabon, et cetera…
…was killed by a knight who hasn’t held a sword in three years.
You see, Bors
hasn’t been able to pick up his sword
since the day he killed his brother Lionel.
ROUND TABLE TRIVIA
Britain’s fauna has a few oddities among its ranks : magical creatures.
They come from the Otherworld, are very rare, and often dangerous and/or man-eaters.
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