[She laughs derisively, and levels him with a mockingly pitying look.]

You mean when I pretended to be Uther's loyal ward? When I feigned ignorance and hid how much I loathe the both of you? Yes, I'm sure I could have told you then, and given myself away.

[She half turns, like she'll leave, before looking back at him.] Have you forgiven him Arthur? [Her hand is tight on the door handle.] I did nothing that day, and he poured poison down my throat for it. Have you forgiven him?