Shadowhunters Camp, 1509
Merlin approached Arthur with a respectful nod, saying, "We are ready to go, your majesty."
"Are our friends the Shadowhunters ready to travel with us?" He inquired, his tone filled with anticipation.
Just then, Tessa walked up and announced, "I and my group are ready to go, your majesty." Relieved that everyone was ready for the journey ahead.
Arthur smiled and replied, "Well, shall we continue our journey to Dumbrock?"
The group gathered their belongings, excitement buzzing in the air as they set off together into the unknown. Their adventure promised challenges and camaraderie, forging bonds that would last a lifetime.
"Are you ready to go, Rhaenys?" Arthur inquired, his tone filled with anticipation.
Rhaenys nodded, her eyes sparkling with determination. "Absolutely, I've been waiting for this moment," she said, adjusting her pack and stepping forward, eager to embrace the adventure that lay ahead.
Everyone got on their horses and began their journey towards the Kingdom of Dumbrock.
Ashara Royal Estate
Queen Bengi entered the study, her presence commanding yet gentle.
She glanced at King Yakup, who was deeply engrossed in his work on paperwork. "What are you working on, my dear?" she asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
King Yakup looked up, momentarily distracted, and smiled. "Just some documents regarding our upcoming expedition," he replied, eager to share his plans.
Bengi's eyes sparkled with interest as she leaned closer to the table. "It sounds thrilling! I hope it brings us closer to our goals," she encouraged, her enthusiasm infectious.
The two shared a moment of connection amid the seriousness of their duties. Their partnership, built on mutual respect and shared dreams, made every challenge seem surmountable.
"What brings you into my study, my love?" King Yakup asks with a curious tone.
Queen Bengi smiled warmly at King Yakup, sensing his curiosity. "Mahfiruze has something important to share with you," she said gently.
The king raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the mention of their daughter. "Oh? What is it that our dear Mahfiruze wishes to discuss?" He inquired, leaning back in his chair.
Queen Bengi then says, "It involves her husband, King Arthur. May she come into the study and explain everything to you herself."
King Yakup nodded, his interest piqued further. "Of course, let her in," he replied, his mind racing with possibilities about what was going on with Mahfiruze and her husband, Arthur.
Moments later, the door creaked open, and Mahfiruze stepped inside, her expression a mix of determination and concern. "Father," she began, her voice steady yet laced with urgency, "there's something that I need to tell you."
King Yakup leaned forward, sensing the weight of her words. "What is it, my daughter?" he asked, his heart pounding as he prepared for the revelation that could change everything.
Mahfiruze took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "It's about my husband, Arthur," she said, her eyes locking onto her father's.
King Yakup's brow furrowed in concern, his instincts warning him that this news could be troubling. "What is going on with him?" he inquired, his voice tinged with worry.
"There's a big secret that I need to tell you," Mahfiruze replied, her tone serious. "It's something that could affect our entire family."
The tension in the room grew thicker as King Yakup prepared himself for the truth, whatever it might be.
Locking onto her father's gaze, Mahfiruze took a deep breath. "Arthur has a daughter," she said, her tone serious.
King Yakup's expression shifted from concern to shock, the weight of her words sinking in. "A daughter? How can that be? He never mentioned anything about her," he stammered, struggling to process the revelation that could change everything they thought they knew about their family.
"Arthur didn't know about his daughter's existence until a few days ago, Father," Mahfiruze said sincerely.
The revelation left King Yakup grappling with the implications of such a secret. It was a truth that could reshape their lives forever.
King Yakup then says, "How did Arthur not know he had a daughter out there?"
Mahfiruze hesitated, searching for the right words. "We kept the circumstances surrounding her birth hidden, even from him," Mahfiruze explained, her voice filled with sympathy for the king's confusion.
King Yakup then says, "How long have you known?"
"I've known about his daughter's existence for fifteen years, Father," Mahfiruze said sincerely.
"Wait, you've known for fifteen years? How's that even possible?" Yakup asks his daughter with a shocked tone.
Mahfiruze took a deep breath, her heart racing as she prepared to reveal the truth. "I was entrusted with the secret by his daughter's birth mother," she confessed, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of sadness and determination.
"Who is the mother?" King Yakup inquired, his curiosity growing. Mahfiruze hesitated, weighing the gravity of her words.
Mahfiruze hesitated, weighing the gravity of her words. Finally, she said, "The mother of King Arthur's daughter is Nimue Broch Torah."
King Yakup's expression shifted from curiosity to disbelief as he struggled to process the implications of her revelation. "Nimue? But she disappeared a long time ago," he murmured, the weight of history bearing down on him.
The revelation was like a stone thrown into calm waters, creating ripples of uncertainty. Mahfiruze then said, "That's correct, Father. She went to a different dimension after the birth of her daughter. She was trying to get her daughter away from her true destiny."
King Yakup stared at Mahfiruze, his mind racing with questions. "What destiny is that, my daughter?" he asked, a mix of worry and curiosity in his tone.
Mahfiruze took a deep breath, her eyes reflecting the weight of the truth she was about to share. "The destiny that awaits her is intertwined with her being the savior and the future queen of Camelot."
King Yakup's eyes widened in disbelief. "Incredible!" he exclaimed, feeling the gravity of her words. "When will I meet the one destined for such greatness?" he asked, a sense of urgency in his voice.
Mahfiruze then says, "You'll meet your adoptive granddaughter in the next couple of days."
King Yakup's heart raced at the thought of his long-lost kin. "I cannot wait to see her," he replied, a mix of excitement and anxiety evident in his expression.
"Will she truly be the savior and future queen of Camelot?" he asked, seeking reassurance.
Mahfiruze nodded solemnly. "Her journey is just beginning, and it will be filled with trials." King Yakup took a moment to absorb the weight of this revelation.
"What must I do to prepare for her arrival?" he inquired, eager to meet his adoptive granddaughter.
"Your wife is already making preparations as we speak," Mahfiruze assured him.
King Yakup felt a surge of hope mixed with anxiety. "Excellent."
"If you'll excuse me, Father, I'm going to help Mother with the arrangements." Mahfiruze says with a neutral tone.
As she turned to leave, King Yakup couldn't shake the feeling that the challenges ahead would test not only his strength but also the bonds of his family.
Determined to rise to the occasion, he resolved to be the protector his granddaughter would need in this unfamiliar world.