Merlin looked back at Nimue and to Mordred. He hadn't been there when the fire started. He hadn't seen what had happened. Had Nimue seen something to make her think it was Mordred? He stood in front of Amy and Nimue, looking more than a little lost. He would protect his family no matter what, but as much as he hadn't trusted Mordred he didn't want to hurt the boy.
By this time guards were coming up. "We've called the fire department and an ambulance; is everyone okay?"