Mordred had let a few things slip that Morgan found more then intriguing. His position as a guard was not one she would have agreed with, but she wasn't the boy's mother. The fact he guarded someone famous earned him merit. She was always making plans, and his single state could be a benefit.
But it all depended if she could get her dearest nephew to play his role.
"Such a shame, however I've no doubt that a man of your calibre is probably beating the girls off with a stick." Smiling she set her hands on her lap, "and who is your employer then? Now I am curious."