It saddens me to announce that Camelot has fallen, and our beloved king lies dead in the field. I saw it with my own eyes before it happened. It was Mordred, Arthur's son. What a bastard. But I can not only be upset with Mordred. I knew this would happen; foresaw it in a vision. I should have tried harder to warn Arthur. He should have taken my advice. Now our allegiance lies in Guinevere alone. Although she has claimed to regret her previous actions, she let down her kingdom once before. Now all we can do is wait; wait for another king to rise and lead our lands. Until then, I shall journey to the forest where tranquility will allow me to reflect on the recent events. Farewell my friends, and to Arthur, may you rest in peace. Until next time.
-M
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