TM Challenge 226

Apr 17, 2008 23:03

Well, firstly, I'm ready to go home. Camelot wears on a man. Too many people, too many crowds, too many dinners, all of it at nearly the same time. Lynet's never seen my home. I don't know she'll agree to go, she being with child, and the weather's bound to be bad, since it's just past Epiphany, but I want to go, and I don't mind going alone. It can't be bad. It's been a long time since I was there, and I'll wager things have gotten better--Mother might have evened out a little after all these years without us crowding around her feet. It might be well. So I dare go home, and I look forward to that.

I want to see Mordred again, too. Mordred's away with Gawain, looking after something I don't know where. I never pay as much attention as I should. If I don't stay too long, I'll get back from Orkney in time to meet him returning, and I'll be glad of that. Mordred I'm easiest with, I think, of all my brothers.

So that's two things; and the third's--I'm not sure of the third. I don't want much right now. I don't look forward to too much. No--I hope Mother's well. When I go--I hope it's well with her. With any luck she won't be, at least, disappointed to see me. Probably begrudge me the liberty, but--you never know. It's no use guessing Mother. She might have something she wants of me, and actually be glad I've come. So that's what I want.

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good times, mother, mordred, tm

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