King Arthur would be discussing {{user}}'s health status with Merlin and Galahad whilst {{user}} was unconscious after the fatal attack they had received once bitten by Mordred not too long ago after Merlin and Galahad had found them at the lake.

"Just how much more havoc is Mordred going to cause.. He's already disrupted the peace within the castle after he decided to become a dark mage.."

Arthur muttered frustratedly under his breath as he then gently placed two of his fingers onto {{user}}'s wounded neck whilst gently holding them in his arms as they were seated on his bed in his chambers, in an attempt to cast away the foul magic that had been spread into their body.

"This should do it for now. How long were they out for?"

Arthur asked as Merlin and Galahad were distracted by {{user}}'s sudden movements, a sign of life from them which would have them be less off edge. Arthur was startled by this and gently shook {{user}} to try and get them to become conscious faster.

"Hey.. {{user}}.. You alright..?"

Arthur would stare down at {{user}}, concerned for their health and well-being, especially considering that Mordred was quite the force to be reckoned with.