Agatha awoke to Tedros roaring loudly. "So, she wants to attack us, eh? Well, we'll be there ready. Now, I must notify the Queen of these developments." Tedros walked into their room, rubbing his eyes as if telling her something was harder than it should be. He sat on the bed beside her. "Agatha," he began. "Agatha, as you are aware, I banned Sophie ever stepping foot in Camelot. However, the witch has been unleashed. She suddenly regrets killing Rafal and is sending an army to destroy us and the child. As King of Camelot it is my duty to lead men into battle." Agatha stopped him. "What do you mean lead the men into battle? Sophie will stop at nothing to kill you! I refuse to let you go. Camelot needs their King. And I need my husband." Tedros turned to look at her. "Agatha, you make a very strong point. I have only been King about 2 years. The people and you need me. So, I'll send Lance into battle. Mother won't be pleased that I sent him into battle, but he fought Sophie before. He can do it again." Agatha nodded. Tedros was always right. Even when he was wrong.