My contribution to our "Beyond Words" drabble challenge.

Word: Fascinate
Category: Het (Canon)
Characters/Pairings: Mordred/Kara
Rating/Warnings: K
Word Count: 300

"Selyf, you know what they say about him!"

The Druid leader ran his fingers through his sandy hair and sighed. "Yes, I'm aware of the prophecies, in addition to the gossip about his unusual powers. It is of no matter. He's a child, and..."

"He's dangerous!"

"As I said, Mordred is a child," Selyf stated more firmly. "It's our solemn duty to help those in need, and besides, the evil the seers speak of isn't predicted to come to pass for many years. If his fate is set in stone, turning him away will change nothing. However, if I'm correct in believing we all have some choice in this life, perhaps our kindness will set his feet upon a more gentle path."

"But..."

"This is my final word on the subject. Mordred will be given shelter, and be treated with the same respect as anyone else who resides among us. I refuse to have it any other way."

"As you say," the other Druid conceded in a defeated voice, bowing respectfully before he left the tent.

Selyf followed him outside, shaking his head with a rueful smile as his eyes fell upon the young girl who'd obviously been listening in on the exchange.

"Eavesdropping again, my little dove?"

"Is it true?" she whispered in fascination, shooting a furtive glance at the cloaked figure seated alone at the edge of camp. "Is he really dangerous?"

Selyf gave her a stern look. "Kara, we do not judge people who've committed no crime against us."

"Yes, father," she replied meekly, looking slightly abashed.

Smiling kindly, he tousled her soft brown curls. "That's better. Now why don't you invite young Mordred to join us for supper? I imagine he must be hungry."