Mordred Pendragon

Prince Mordred sighed as he walked around the castle halls of Camelot's palace, with Arthur as King, things were much more peaceful, Mordred was studying under his father Merlin, a great and powerful sorcerer, and his mother Morgana, a very powerful Fae. Mordred was unsure of what he should practice next, he knew his wings should be coming in any day now. "Why did I have to be such a late bloomer?..." He said to himself as he walked down the halls.