“You tried to have him killed with that drugged wine, remember? Why would he ever trust you?”
“Once he sees my role in ending the war and assuring his continuance as king, I will have his unending gratitude, even if I had to use the Grail to bring it about. It will wipe away all of my past sins and secure my position in his esteem.”
“You were counting on his devotion to his faith to save you all along, weren’t you? Arthur could never bring himself to kill a priest, no matter what he’s done.”
Marius gloated. “I know.” He reached for the Grail. “And neither could you or you’d have done it by now.”
A low chuckle made us both turn.
Mordred was standing in the entry, his arms crossed, with Mona, the Grail Maiden, at his side. “Then it’s a shame for you his son does not share his faith. I
