Merlin Season 6 (fictional)

Yeeeaaaah! In The Land Of Myth And The Time Of Magic, The Destiny Of A Great Kingdom Rest On The Shoulder Of A Young Boy/Man......... His Name *****MERLIN**** / *****EMRIS****! I've been waiting for this story for so long!! Thank God it finaly started(though its just an imagination story not the real BUT I would realy love to read it). Next

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The Once and Future King - scene 2 In the council chamber the queen sits at the top of the table. She wears her red velvet dress. On her left side sits Sir Leon. They have a conversation. In between the queen signs some papers. As Gaius enters the room, Gwen pauses. She looks at Gaius and jumps up. She runs to him. Gaius's face shows sadness. Gwen can't find any smile in his face.. she slows down, in arriving in front of him, she asks: "Some news from Arthur?" Gaius eyes are even more sad now: "No, mylady." Leon stands behind the queen: "How is Merlin?" Gaius sighs: "Bad. His mourning has catched him completely. He stays there and waits.." Gwen looks into Gaius eyes: "He didn't gave up his king? What did he said exactly?" Gaius looks desperate now: "Mylady, Merlin is not himself. His mourning defines what he does and what he says." Gwen looks angry, she calmes herself down: "That was not the answer, I asked for." Gaius looks down to the floor: "He said, the king lives and he will return." Gwen breathes loud, then she smiles: "This is good, really good. Everything is said." The queen turns arround and goes back to her chair. She sits down and starts to sign another paper. Sir Leon and Gaius look both with sorrow in their eyes towards the queen. Together they pass the room to stand next to the queen. Sir Leon looks down on her, he goes on his kneels: "Mylady, the news about Arthur's disappearance have reached all other kingdoms. Camelot is weak, you have to take charge. Please mylady, have have to take Arthur's place on the throne! It was his last wish mylady!" Gwen doesn't looks up from her papers. She declares cool: "but the king lives. I don't need to take his place. I won't declare myself to queen of Camelot as long there is hope that Arthur returns." Now Gaius takes the words: "Mylady, lots of lords are on their way to Camelot by now. Please, we must declare you now to queen of Camelot. The lords, they have the right to stop the declaration to queen as long your were not declared to heir to the throne by the king himself. We have to declare you to queen before they reach the castle. If they reach the castle in time, they could claime the throne for themselfes." Gwen looks up, her eyes are sad: "I have told you: there is nothing more to be said. Arthur lives. I won't betray him." But Gaius don't gives up. Urgently he tries again to convince the queen: "Mylady, you have to think about that. It was three month ago since Arthur was gone. You have to be honest to yourself: Arthur is dead. He won't return." Gwens voice turns into desperation, she fights with upcoming tears: "Merlin says that Arthur is alive. I trust him, he knows what he does." Gaius shakes his head: "I don't think so. He is like you catched by his own mourning. He is going to wait there until the end of time. He holds himself responsible for what happend to Arthur." "Enough!" shouted the queen. "The council meeting is closed." Gwen stands up and leaves the council chamber.

The Once and Future King - scene 3 Gwen enters their and Arthur's chambers. She closes the door and closes her eyes. In the room, nothing has changed. There is still their big bed, the great table, all the weapons and shields on the wall. Nothing could give you the impression that Arthur isn't at home. Gwen opens her eyes, she looks through the room. She looks for Arthur: "Arthur were are you? Why don't you come home?" Now, tears run down her face. But she made it, in the council chamber she was strong. But now, everything comes down on her now. She can't hold back her tears. It knocks. Gwen drys her face with her left arm. She makes a step into the room: "I don't want to be desturbed now." Sir Leon stands in front of the door. "It's me Leon. I need to tell you, there will a meeting of the round table in two houres." He listens. Nothing. Inside the room, Gwen still trys to stop her tears: "Thank you, I'll be there in time." She holds her hands before her face now. Sir Leon still listens. "MyLady, are you allright?" For a moment he thinks about opening the door and entering the room. He has his right hand on the door, he only needs to push it. Gwen has found new strength for the moment: "Yes, everything is fine. I just need a moment for myself. I need to rest." Leon takes his hand of the door. "I wait for you in the throne room." Gwen calmes herself down for just another word: "Of course." Then silence. Leon listens for a moment, then he turns arround and leaves in direction of the throne room. Gwen also listens: nothing more. Now, she breaks down. Nothing can hold back her tears now. She falls on her knees, she wispers: "Arthur. Arthur." A river of tears run down her face… The desperation has won.

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The Once and Future King - scene 4 The meeting in the throne room has even begun. Two of three seats of the round table are emty, also the royal seats. The last knights discuss about the future. How will it go on? What will happen? Sir Gwaine sits bored next to Sir Percival. Both don't take part at the discussions. They just observe the meeting. Next to the queen's seat sits Sir Leon. Next to the king's seat sits Gaius. The queen is missing. Gaius isn't concentrated on what takes place. He seems to dream. Suddenly the door opens and the queen steps into the room. All knights stand up and wait for her to take her seat. Sir Leon stands up again: "I open the meeting of the round table. May now everybody who has someting to say tell us about." He takes his seat next to the queen. Silence, nothing but silence. Next to Sir Gwaine, a knight stands up. He takes heart and starts: "MyLady, knights, friends, i just arrived from the south of the kingdom. The people are concerned, they are afraid. The lords I have met on my way are in sorrow." The knight pauses, looks arround in throne room, than goes on: "They fear, without the king the kingdom will go down. They fear that Camelot isn't able to protect them without a leader. They want the queen to take charge, to take Arthur's place. MyLady, they ensured me their entire loyality to declare you to queen of Camelot." In that moment he looks into the direction of the queen. Gwen doesn't move or shows any reaction. She just sits there. The knight takes his seat next to Sir Gwaine. Another knight of the round table stands up: "My news are nearly the same. I passed the kingdom from the east. I need to tell you, that some of the lords are one their way to Camelot now to make you queen of Camelot, MyLady." He sits down. All views are on the queen now. But nothing happens. She looks into the middle of the table, she says nothing. Silence. A third knight stands up. His face is sad and frightened. "I wished I could also tell you some good news but I can't." Sir Gwaine and Sir Percival change some views. The knight goes on: "King Alined is on the way to Camelot to be a witness of a declaration, whatever it should be. I think we all know what that means: a lot of problems." He rightens his words directly to the queen: "Please MyLady, knights, friends, we need a solution, a fast solution." He takes his seat, discussions grow. Sir Leon stands up again: "Please, this won't bring us towards a solution." All chats die. He turns towards the queen: "MyLady, please you have heard it by yourself. The kingdom is in danger. You have to take Arthur's place, you have to take the crown. Arthur wanted that you do that, he gave you the royal seal. You can count on us." He sits down. The queen stands up, she looks arround in every single face. In her voice sounds determination: "Your trust is a great honour to me. And I have made a decision, a decision for the security of the kingdom, not a decision of my heart. I know that Arthur is still alive, I'm sure of that. I know he will return. But the kingdom can't wait for so long. So I decided to take the crown. I take Arthur's place. When Arthur returns, he will find a kingdom waiting for him. I promise." All knights stand up: "Long live the queen! Long live the queen!

Chapter 5 It is afternoon at the lake. Nobody is to see out there. The sun is shining, there is no movement. You can hear some birds in the trees. Only the lonely tent disturbes the idyll. There comes some noise out of that tent. Something happened in ther. Something is fallen on the floor. A helmet rolls out of the tent and a moaning Merlin follows. He takes this helmet and puts it into the sunlight. The helmet reflects the light. There is only one last piece what seems to need some more polish. Merlin takes a towel and cleans it. He smiles confidently and looks to the isle: "It is time that you come back my friend, Camelot needs you." He takes the helmet and returns into the tent. All pieces of the amour and weapens his king needs is prepared and lies on the table. It looks like he is awaiting Arthur's returning every moment. Merlin smiles agains. He turns arround and walks outside the tent. He looks to the path into the woods. Through the trees appears a knight on his horse. He is strong and his red cape shines through the dark wood. Merlin calls: "Sir Percival, I have been waiting for you." The knight stopps and jumps down from his horse. As Sir Percival arrives next to Merlin, the two men hug each other friendly. Merlin looks straight at Sir Percival: "You didn't forgot to train your muscles." Sir Percival laughs: "What else can I do.. And you? Are you still polishing the king's armour?" Merlin turns arround, looks into the tent, then back to Sir Percival: "Just finished." Both laugh loudly and heartly. Merlin looks a lot better: cleaned, shaved, fresh - only a bit too thin, like always. Sir Percival is surprised, this is not the Merlin he expected. This is not the Merlin, Gaius described . Merlin puts his hands on Sir Percival's shoulders: "I have made some food, let's eat." Both sit down next to the fire. Merlin takes a plate and fills it with soup. While Sir Percival is eating, Merlin watches him intensively: "How is Gwain?" Sir Percival pauses his meal: "A lot better, but he is still a bit weak on his legs. That's why he couldn't come with me. But he greets you, in fact his exatly words have been: I drink a tankard of mead for you.." Both smile, suddenly Sir Percival's face turns seriously. He puts his plate down on the floor: "Merlin, I have to tell you something: Gwen takes Arthur's place." Merlin jumps up, he runs up and down: "No, she can't do that. This is betrayal, oh Gwen." Sir Percival trys to calm down the situation: "Merlin, she has no kingdom is in danger. If she wants to save the kingdom, she has to take charge." Merlin is still running up and down: "But the king lives.." Sir Percival looks down to the floor. With sadness in his voice he adds: "Merlin, she still hopes like you that Arthur returns, but the kingdom can't wait any longer." Merlin looks to the isle: " Don't give up! I won't give up! I wait for Arthur. He is the soul of the kingdom, the kingdom's hope, the source of all trust, the spirit of Albion. To replace him means to forget. To replace him means loosing our religion, loosing everything we have been fought for, loosing everything what we believed in. To replace him means to loose our hope. If we loose our hope, we loose everything." He pauses and goes to the shore of the lake, his eyes still focused on the isle: "Arthur is everything, he is the kingdom, he is our religion and he will return."

Chapter 6 Somewhere in a tent on their way to Camelot: King Alined meets a young man. Both stand in front of each other, looking at each other. King Alined wears his old armour. He is old and a bit fat. The young man, his nephew, is strong. He has blond hair, dark eyes and wears a clean and fitting amour. King Alined is pleased to see him: "Welcome my boy, let's sit down here." Both take a seat at a big wodden table. The young man looks up to his uncle: "Thank you uncle, when are we going to reach Camelot?" The old king smiles: "Tomorrow afternoon, are you ready?" The young man looks helpless. He tries to cover his uncertainty with a smile: "That is point, I want to discuss with you. Is it really a good idea to challange the queen? What if Arthur is still alive?" King Alined stops the young man with a short movement of his hand. With strength in his voice he tells the young man: "This is rubbish. This is your chance to become king. We need to take that chance. By the way i can't accept a serving girl as your queen. Camelot will be mine!" The young man seems to get a lot smaller: "I'm sorry uncle. You are right as always. So what do I have to do?" King Alined looks evil, his eyes are shining and his smile turns crazy: "We do what we can do best: spread rumors and mistrust. This is all we need. With my support they will follow you. Nobody wants a weak queen." He pauses and smiles: "and with some nice gifts we lead some of the knights and nobles of Camelot." He grins and takes his goblet: "A toast: To the former king, my nephew!"

Chapter 7 It is dark at the lake. Only the moon and the stars spend some light. Merlin and Sir Percival are sleeping. Next to the little fire, they are lying on the floor, covered with blankets. Eyerthing is quiet here, no noise. Everything is so peacefully.. But look at SirPercival: this is not a deep sleep, he turns arround from one side to the other. He is dreaming.

Chapter 8 Sir Percival's dream: A light, so shining so warm and trusted, a light that takes all your attention. Everything else disappears, everything else isn't important in that moment. In the light a man appears: he is strong, he is big and he shines with greatness. The man wears a white trousers and a white shirt. And arround his neck he wears a chain that holds an amulet. This amulet contains a crystal in the middle. This crystal shines as the light itself, like the stars and the moon together. The man walkes straight to Percival, no he don't walkes, he seems to float! The whole man symbolises only one thing: honour! It is Arthur, it is the king! The king puts his hands in Percival's direction: "Sir Percival! Sir Percival! Listen to me: Percival you have to trust, you need to find your religion, you need to make your peace, you need to find yourself! If you have found your religion, you will find your king, you will find me!"

Sir Percival awakes. He jumps up and calls after the man in the light: "Where do i have do look for it? What is it, that do I have to look for?" But the man in the light is gone, everything is dark again. Everything is as nothing has happened. Nevertheless, everywhere you hear Arthur's voice. The trees, the field, the fire, the water, everything wispers with Arthur's voice: "Look with your heart, make your peace, find your religion and you will find me.." Suddenly everything is silently, no noise, even the wind seems to sleep.. Sir Percival looks arround. Nobody to see . He makes some steps towards the shore of the lake and looks to the isle. Merlin appears behind him, he puts his left hand on Sir Percival's shoulder, he smiles. He knows what happened, he looks as would he have expected that.. Sir Percival turns towards Merlin, in his eyes shine tears. Merlin presses Sir Percival's shoulder with his hand: "You have seen him, haven't you? Now you understand what i have said. Now you understand why it is so important to believe." Sir Percival falls down on his knees. He looks up to Merlin: "I didn't believed that he is alive, I didn't believed that he would return. Forgive me." Merlin pulls him up: "Me, I don't need to forgive you. You and you alone have to forgive yourself." He looks to the isle. Percival wonders, he never before has seen Merlin in that way. Merlin shines with a wisedom, he never noticed before. Sir Percival stands up: "Why doesn't he return now?" Merlin smiles: "The lake can only be passed facing dead. But true believe and trust can build a brigde." Sir Percival wonders again about Merlin: "You knew that this would happen!" He still fixes Merlin: "So what can I do? And why me?" Merlin turns towards Sir Percival, he looks into his face, into his eyes, into his heart: "You need to find what you have lost. You are the keeper of the true credence!"

Gwen sits at the top of the table in the council chamber. On her left side, sits Sir Leon, on her right side sits Gaius. Sir Gwaine stands behind the queen, ready to intervene. All of them look determined. There are a lot other people in that room, he is filled with nobles and knights. The door opens and King Alined comes into the room. He is followed by the young man. Gwen looks straight at the king: "King Alined what a nice surprise. Welcome, you are right in time for the ceremony. In the afternoon, I'll take Arthur's place." King Alined takes steps forward to the table. He grins: "Mylady, it seems I'm in time, in time to stop you. Forgive my openness, your are a beauty, a wonderful wife and queen to your husband. But you are not noble and you are not named as Arthur's heir to the throne. You can't take his place. In the name of my nephew, i demand to stop the ceremony to think about. I demand that there will be a election like it is written in Camelot's laws. There must be an election of a noble of all nobles of the kingdom. So I prefere my nephew, he is a noble of this kingdom." What a noise comes up, everybody has another opinion. All people in that room are discussing, shouting. Everything goes crazy. King Alined looks confidently: "Look nephew, round one is won. Soon all the knights and nobles will recognise how helpless the queen really is." The young man frightens as he looks into the eyes of his uncle. He looks scared. But his uncle doesn't notice, he goes on: "Then our hour will come, you claime the throne and Camelot is mine." The queen stands up, for a moment everybody pauses. Everybody calmes down. Gwen looks into the round: "Morgana has won. The king is lost, the kingdom devided. The pillars of Camelot: loyality and trust are broken." Gwen turns arround and leaves the room. Gaius, Sir Leon and Sir Gwaine follow their queen. Am nt posting until u coment on d one's i hv posted (more suspence to cum ur way)

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In the banquet hall a feast has begun. The queen sits in the middle of the table. On her right side sits Sir Leon, on her left side sits Gaius. Sir Gwaine sits next to Sir Leon. On the table are plates filled with best meat and fruits. Servants run up and down to refill emty goblets. All seats are filled with knights and nobles, king Alined and his nephew have also taken places. The queen sits on her place without any movement. Disgusted she looks arround and wispers to Gaius: "Do I have to tolerate that? This is disgusting! I'm the queen, I'm the mistress here!" Gaius smiles a fake smile arround, then he answers: " As long there is no decision, it is Camelot's duty. Camelot is obliged to hospitality. And I fear, our guest won't leave us before a decision is made." Gwen tries to smile, but it isn't working: "This is so terrible, I can't stand this any longer." Gaius turns his face towards the queen: "MyLady, you have to. Just smile. This is exactly what king Alined wants: he wants you to give up, that you free the place for his nephew voluntarily." The queen tries another smile: "Better?" She smiles but her eyes don't lie. Gaius smiles at her: "You are doing a fantastic job, MyLady." Gwen sighs: "My face doesn't stop hurting because of that fake smile." The view goes arround and stops at Sir Leon and Sir Gwaine. Both are discussing. Sir Gwaine stirs without appetite in his meal: "Look arround, there is no reason to go into a tavern. It is more civilized in a tavern than here. This is a round buildt by jealousy and drunken men." Sir Leon looks arround: "You are right, but we can't leave it. Gwen needs us. We need to stay strong to the queen." Sir Gwaine nods: "I wished Percival would have been come back. What is that for a lake, that nobody comes back who has gone there?" Sir Leon looks to the queen: "I understand them, they found what we miss: peace!" Sir Gwaine grins and turns his view to Gwen: "How is she? She looks so sad even when she smiles." With sadness in his voice Sir Leon answers: "This is hard to stand for her. We need to stand behind her as much as we can. She is very brave. But first of all she is lonely.." Suddenly a fight breaks through. Two men hit each other and a lot men, shouting and drunken, stand arround them. Some meat falls down to the floor, goblets fall over. And the noise is frightening.. The queen stands up and leaves the room. Her last views go to King Alined. King Alined and his nephew sit and discuss with two other knights of Camelot. King Alined looks through the room: "Look at this, look at the queen. She is weak, she can't stand it. And this? What is this? A tavern? If she can't stand it, how will she represent the kingdom? I tell you: she can't lead a kingdom, she can't even lead a feast. But my nephew has my full trust. He is not a knight yet but he knows how to fight. He can lead an army. And the queen? Will she fight with a sword? She can't lead you into a fight. She is a weak woman." King Alined's nephew doesn't listen to his uncle. He looks arround, in his eyes you find disgust. That is not the Camelot he has heard of, that is not the Camelot he wanted to be a part of. As the queen leaves the room, his view follows her. The young man turns towards his uncle: "Uncle, you excuse me. I want to go to bed, it was a long day." King Alined pauses his monologue: "Of course. Prepare for the next days, Camelot will be ours." The young man nods and leaves in direction of the door. Opening the door he turns arround and looks through the room. Disgusted he leaves the room.

On the corridor, Gwen is on her way to her chambers. Sir Leon runs after her. Gwen looks arround: "Please not now. I'm tired and I want to go to bed. This so called banquet has made me unbelievable tired." Sir Leon stops next to her: "MyLady please!" Gwens stops: "I'm sorry I can't stand this only one second longer. These parasites, drunkards and thugs, this is so humiliating." Gwen sighs: "Where is our Camelot?" Sir Leon hugs the queen. Holding the queen, he wispers: "You can't give up. Please." A tear runs down Gwen's face: "But what can I do?" Sir Leon lets Gwen go: "You have to be strong, stand it, you are the mistress here. Show them who you are. I know you can do that." Gwen looks still sad: "Thank you that you believe in me. But maybe King Alined was right. Maybe i wasn't born for that."

Hmmm. ... Camelot is under trouble!!! Next

Still the same hallway. Sir Gwaine and Gaius arrive. Sir Gwaine smiles: "You are. Do you remember when we first met? I have recognised the queen in you." Sir Gwaine still smiles and even the queen can't stop a little smile running over her face. For a moment the peace in Camelot is back. Until Gaius interrupts: "The people of Camelot, the knights, we all believe in you. You are our hope. You can't disappoint them." Gwen's smile is gone: "I'm not sure, I can do this. Again and again I have to show that I'm queen. Again and again there will be somebody who remembers where I came from. Again and again someboby will doubt my abilities to lead that kingdom." Sir Gwaine looks into her eyes: "I don't care where you came from, and Arthur did not care where you came from. You are my queen, you are what Arthur wanted. You know best how Arthur has lead this kingdom, if there is anybody who can replace him than you. You have been his choice." And Sir Leon adds: "Arthur lives inside you. Everybody who doesn't see that is stupid. But you have to be strong now, show them who you are." Gwen nods. Gaius looks to Gwen, then to the knights: "Enough is enough, the queen needs to rest now."

At the lake, Merlin and Sir Percival sit next to a fire. Sir Percival looks into it, he seems he has forgotten everything arround him. Merlin cooks and puts another piece of wood into the fire. He looks at Sir Percival: "You are so silently today?" Sir percival jumps out of his thoughts. After a moment he answers: "I have to think about what Arthur told me all the time: to find my credence." Merlin smiles: " What was your credence before? I know less about you. Who are you? Who have you been?" Sir Percival looks up: "There isn't much to tell. Everything i believed in is dead." He pauses, sighs and starts again: "Before I came to Camelot, I lived in Cenred's kingdom. I was married." He smiles as he remembers that. Merlin asks again: "Was she beautiful? I mean your wife?" Sir Percival goes on: "She was the most beautiful woman in the world. She and my children have been the most important thing in my life. They have been so lovely, I called them my angels." Sir Percival stops, tears run down his face: "It still hurts, when I only think on them." Merlin comes a step closer to Sir Percival: "What happened?" Sir Percival takes heart: "One day I wasn't at home, King Cenred came in our village. I don't know at all what happened. All I know is, as I returned in the evening my family was dead." Sir Percival stops again, he drinks a swallow of water. Merlin looks sadly into his face: "I'm sorry, I don't know what to say." Sir Percival goes on: "They were hanged in our house. Neighbors told me, King Cenred wanted to have some fun with my wife. She said no and so one word caused the next. Cenred was nothing but a murderer. He even executed my children. This was the moment I lost everything, I lost my faith in justice, my faith in life." Merlin fills a plate with soup: "And than you met Lancelot..." Sir Percival remembers: "It was in the tavern and I was drunken. He told me that he is on his way to Arthur to fight King Cenred. That was all I wanted: fighting and revenge." Merlin gives the filled plate to Sir Percival: "You don't look alike..?" Sir Percival takes his spoon: "That was at that time. Then I met Arthur and the knights of the round table. They all changed my life. I found back what I had lost: my believe in truth, in trust, in love and in justice. Arthur was all that, Arthur stand for all what I believed in. He saved me." He starts eating. Merlin fills another plate: "And now it is your turn to save him." Sir Percival looks up: "But how, I don't know what to believe after all. Always the evil wins abouve the good." Merlin shakes his head: "But that isn't true. Look arround you, Camelot is safe, Morgana defeated, even King Cenred is dead." Sir Percival placess his plate on the ground: "Maybe, all I know is, that Gwen needs our help or she looses the throne." Merlin smiles: "No, that won't happen. Gwen is stronger as you think." Now it is Sir Percival who shakes his head: "I wished I had your trust, your faith." Merlin still smiles: "I'm sure, you find what you are looking for. Now lets eat, before it is entirely cold."

King Alined's nephew stands in the courtyard. He looks into the fountain. The water reflects the moonlight. He looks into his own face: "Don't look so sad, you may become king... Why doesn't makes this thought happy?" He sighs, turns arround und sits down on the ground. His back touches the stones of that fountain. He closes his eyes. Sir Gwaine appears, he walks with a strong step through the courtyard. He drinks some water from the fountain, turns arround, ready to go back into the castle. As he listens to a silent sigh, he pauses and walks arround that fountain. On the floor sits the young man with the big ambitions. The young man doesn't look up, he didn't noticed that Sir Gwaine stands in front of him, he is catched in his thoughts. Sir Gwaine grins and with a loud "Booh" he scares the young man, who nearly jumps out of his skin. As he sees his sad face, Sir Gwaine sits down next to him: "You are easy to scare, you should look more after yourself." Sir Gwaine looks in the young man's direction, who doesn't answers and adds in a sarcastic tone: "So what is wrong with my future king?" The young man looks up for a moment: "Mock me, soon my uncle is going to lead this kingdom.." His voice is sad and with finishing the sentence, he closes his eyes again. But to late, the first tear runs down his face..and another..and another.. Sir Gwaine wonders: "Your uncle? I thought you are the one who wants to become king of all that here?" Another tear runs down the young man's face: "Do I? I fulfill my duty to my uncle nothing more." Sir Gwaine is interested now: "And what about your duty to your queen?" The young man looks into Sir Gwaine's eyes now: "No chance, if my uncle decided that I have to be king, than I have to. You won't stop him." Sir Gwaine shakes his head: "Your uncle, your uncle.. what about you?" The young man tries a smile: "Me? I'm just my uncle's nephew, nothing more. Me, I don't count. Without my uncle I'm a nobody.. And whatever I want doesn't count either." The young man turns his face down to he floor, another tears drops down to the cold stones. Sir Gwaine stands up and pulls the young man up: "At first, dry your tears." He takes his cape and drys the young man's face with it. Sir Gwaine smiles: "Better. A lot better. And now come on, we need to talk a bit." A small smile runs arround the young man's lips: "Where are we going to?" Sir Gwaine puts his arm arround the young man's shoulder: "Into the taverne. With a tankard of mead is easier to speak. By the way you need to become a lot more relaxed. Come on." And without allowing any protest he pulls the young man with him.

Hmmm..!! When would Merlin return to camelot?? Hope Author rise soon sha!! Next

The moon stands high above the lake. Merlin sleeps next to the fire. His body is covered with a blanket, only his head is to see. He breathes deep and peaceful. Sir Percival smiles as he turns his view from Merlin into the night, to the moon. His smile dies.. He is still catched by Arthur's words. He is talking to himself: "Did I lost my faith? Arthur is gone but Gwen is still here. She is all he wanted for Camelot. Gwen personifys his values. And Merlin sais, that Arthur still lives. I've seen him. Why can't I believe that his was true? Was that a dream? He spoke to me. It felt so real. How can it be a dream? If he returns, the truth has won. Justice and sincerity will return to Camelot. Was it really gone? Or have we been just catched in our sadness? Have we been blind all the time? The people trust her queen as they trusted Arthur before. Camelot is still Camelot. Arthur is the soul of Camelot. His body may have been gone, but his soul lives in Camelot, in every smile, every kindness, every child. Arthur's soul is part of each heart or Camelot. He will always live in on what Camelot is buildt. He is always with us, he never left us." Sir Percival stands up and takes some steps to the shore of the lake. He goes down on his knees. He wispers: "Forgive me Arthur, I had forgotten that. I had forgotten what you showed me every single day. I had forgotten for what Camelot stands. I had forgotten the meaning of the words: for the love of Camelot." He pauses and goes on: "But I never forgot for what you stand for: for truth and sinverity, for courage and honour, for equality and friendship, for love and believe. I have always believed in you." Sir Percival's words get louder: "I always believed in you. I believe in you. I believe in what you stand for." With all his heart he screems: "I believe in you and Camelot!" Because of his noise, Merlin awakes. He looks in Sir Percival's direction, in direction of the isle of Avalon. Sir Percival is still down on his knees, his eyes are closed. Merlin stands up and walks over to Percival, to take his place behind him.

Suddenly everything is disappeared in a shining light. Merlin is hardly able to see anything, the light is to bright. Sir Percival opens his eyes: in front of him appears Arthur. He is dressed in white and his amulet shines with the same brightness as everything arround them. Arthur lays his hand on Sir Percival's head: "Percival, Percival.." Sir Percival isn't able to move, he just looks up to his king. Arthur smiles: "Percival who do you serve?" Sir Percival takes heart, with all he has, he answers: "I serve you, my king." It seems the light even got a bit brighter as the words came out of his mouth. Arthur still smiles: "Percival who do you believe in?" Sir Percival stands up: "I believe in you and in Camelot, my king." Arthur disappears, the light gets smaller, it goes back to the water and shines into the fog arround the isle. Sir Percival is frantic. In the moment as he makes a step forward to run into the lake, he feels Merlin's hand on his shoulder. Merlin holds him. As Sir Percival tries to free himself and looks into Merlin's face, Merlin smiles and shakes his head. With his other hand he shows in direction towards the isle.

The fog arround the isle shares apart. A ship breaks through the fog. It shines with the same light in which Arthur appeared before. It is a big ship with one big saill. It is red and in the middle twinkles a golden dragon. On both sides of the ship stand women dressed in the same shining white as Artur. Their faces are covered with white vails. At the top of the ship stands Arthur. He is still dressed in white and his white cape flys in the wind. As the ship passed the lake and stops at the shore, Arthur jumps down into the water. His white clothes are wet as he arrives the ground. The crystal in his amulet is still shining in the moonlight. He doesn't look back but stops in front of Merlin and Sir Percival. The ship sails back into the fog, with the white women but with a white sail. As the ship passes the fog, the light disappears.

Arthur stands in front of Merlin and Sir Percival. He has changed, he presents himself with strength and grandeur. He asks: "Who am I Merlin?" Merlin smiles, tears run down his face: "The once and future king, Arthur Penragon, King of Camelot. And I'm your servant." He drys his tears with his hand. The king makes steps forward, his sublimity is frightening. He passes Merlin and Sir Percival in direction of the tent. He stops and turns towards them. Merlin and Sir Perciavl still haven't moved. Arthur smiles: "Percival, prepare the horses, we ride at dawn. Merlin, come on, dress your king." He turns back and disappears in the tent. Merlin and Sir Percival still don't move. A "Merlin!" coming out of the tent brings both back to reality. Merlin looks at Sir Percival and grins: "He is almost our old Arthur.." and runs into the tent. Sir Percival smiles, then he turns towards the horses and starts packing.

In the king's tent, Arthur stands in front of his weapon racks. His armor is polished, his cape ironed, his boots cleaned. Arthur takes his sword and wields it into the light, turns it arround, views it from all sides. Merlin enters the tent. Full of pride he watches his king wielding his sword. Arthur looks up to Merlin: "You wasn't lazy at all. I'm impressed." He turns towards Merin and puts his sword back on the table in the middle of the room. Merlin makes a careful step into Arthur's direction. Without looking into his eyes, he opens his cape and lays it next to the sword. He looks up into the eyes of his friend. Arthur smiles. A feeling of happiness runs through Merlin, his eyes shine. For a moment he opens his arms to hug his king, as his view catches the amulet with the crystal: "It is beautiful. What is it?" Arthur removes the amulet and looks at it: "It is a gift of the Lady of Avalon." He puts it into Merlin's hands: "She told me it would help protecting me and Albion." Merlin looks up. He feels the amulet, his fingers pass the crystal and magic runs through his body. Merlin's attention is catched. The crystal is transparent and shines with the light of the moon. As he turns the amulet arround, he notices litte marks engraved in the golden frame. He smiles as he recognises the marks, they are symbols of the old religion. Arthur watching his friend, gets curious: "What is it?" Merlin looks up into Arthur's eyes: "I'm not entirely sure. I would like to try something." Arthur doesn't look pleased about that: "Is it dangerous?" Merlin shakes his head and puts the chain with the amulet back arround the king's neck. Arthur is to surprised to react for a moment. As he tries to remove it again, Merlin takes his hand of the chain: "Do you trust me Arthur?" Arthur nods: "Of course Merlin, you know that." Merlin smiles: "Then let me try something, please. Let the chain hang arround your neck. Let the crystal touch your skin, this is important." Arthur takes his hand of the chain: "And now?" Merlin takes his hand of his friend's hand: "Now, close your eyes. And try to tell me something only in your mind." Arthur closes his eyes. Like a thought, in Merlin's head appear the words "and now Merlin? This is stupid." Merlin is stunned. As he looks into Arthur's face, a tear of emotion runs down his face. Arthur opens his eyes and looks at Merlin. He don't understand what happened until in his mind the words: "You can talk to me in your mind, like I do now." appear. Arthur is shocked. As fast as he can he removes the chain: "Does that mean you can read my thoughts?" Merlin shakes his head, he is still to moved to answer. He takes heart: "Of course not. I can only hear, what you want to tell me. Only your message for me as you can only hear my message to you." Arthur looks at the amulet: "And you can do that without it?" Merlin remembers him: "I have magic." Arthur asks :"That means all people with magic can do that? When I use it to call you, can they all hear me?" Merlin drys his tears: "Only when they are close enough to you. This is how the druids communicate." Arthur isn't convinced, he puts the chain on the table. Merlin is disappointed: "So you don't trust me at all." Arthur looks at him: "Merlin, I trust you. But I have to learn to handle magic. It isn't long ago that I thought magic is the evil of the world. To find out that my trusted friend has magic and used it since the moment we met, isn't easy to handle. Just give me time. I will get used to it." Merlin tries a small smile. Then he takes Arthur's clothes: "We need to dress you, MyLord." Silently Merlin dresses Arthur. He puts the chain mail over his king and puts his amour over his shoulders. As he closes the amour on Arthur's back, Arthur asks: "What is it Merlin? Did you forget how to use your mouth?" Now Merlin smiles. He walks arround his king and closes his bracers. As he finished, he looks up into his friend's eyes: "No, I just enjoy the moment. There have been moments when I thought that I never do this again." Now both smile at each other. Merlin takes Arthur's red cape to finish dressing his king. With pride he takes a step backwards. He take the sword and hands it over to his king: "I'm glad you are back, Arthur. I've missed you." Arthur takes his sword and puts it into his belt. With one hand Merlin takes the hand of his friend, with the other he puts the amulet into it and closes Arthur's fist. He looks into the eyes of his friend: "I await the day, you are ready for it." Sir Percival enters the room: "The sun rises."

Three rider are hurrying trough the woods. At first, king Arthur. His cape flys in the wind. He is follwed be Sir Percival and Merlin. They don't pause, they ride as fast as they can towards the castle which grows in front of them.

In the throne room, queen Gwen sits on her throne. Next to her stands the emty place of Arthur. The room is filled with people of Camelot, knights and nobles. At Gwen's side stand Sir Leon and Sir Gwaine. Gaius stands in the first line exactly like king Alined and his nephew. Discussions float through the room. The throne room seems to vibrate. King Alined takes the word: "MyLady, nobles and knights, today we meet here to find a solution. We are going to find out who will be heir to the throne. It is for the good of the kingdom." The discussions die. King Alined adds "As I said before, I repeat it again: I prefere an election of all nobles of Camelot who are here today. We need to come to an end." Gwen stands up: "King Alined, knights, nobles. I can't accept this proposal. The king elected me to follow him on the throne. He gave me the royal seals. I take his place as it was his last wish." She pauses and looks through the room: "If the king returns, so he can take his place. As long he is missed, I do my best to replace him. There won't be elections". She sits down again. King Alined takes a step forward towards the throne: "How can you offend your own laws? The king is dead, there must be elections. My nephew is the best for that position. He is a noble son of the kingdom, you are nothing." After a silent moment, a tumult breaks out. Sir Leon and Sir Gwain take their swords and take their positions to protect the queen. The young man, king Alined's nephew, makes his way in front of the throne: "MyLady, uncle, knights and nobles, now that I can speak for myself, I have to tell you something." He looks to the queen and goes down on his knees: "MyLady, I'm sorry for what happened. I hope you can forgive me. I never wanted to take the throne. I'm not a knight, but I' ll always be in your debt for what my uncle causes. So if you accept my apologize, I'll be your loyaly servant." King Alined is shocked: "Nephew, what the hell are you doing there? Stand up and take your place by my side." Without to stand up the young man adds: "I follow my heart as I had should have done long before. You are wrong uncle, she is my queen. And if Arthur returns he will be my king again." Angrily King Alined turns arround. With big steps he passes the people of Camelot and leaves the throne room. All eyes go back to the queen and the young man now. Gwen stands up, she takes Sir Gwaine's sword: "What is your name?" The young man looks down to the floor: "My name is Galahad, MyLady." The queen walks straight to Galahad: "By the laws of Camelot, stand up Sir Galahad, knight of Camelot." With a movement of her hands she makes Galahad a knight. Sir Galahad stands up and takes his place next to Sir Gwaine. Sir Galahad smiles happily. In that moment the door opens. King Arthur enters the room. All people go down on their knees except the queen. Arthur strides through the room, takes Gwen's hand and his place in front of both thrones. Both look at each other for a moment. Then he turns towards his people. He looks through the room. Merlin and Sir Percival are also on their knees. At the entrance Arthur's view finds his friend. In that moment Merlin looks up to the royal couple. His view finds his friends view. Merlin's eyes shine. He calls: "Long live the king! Long live the queen!"

Nice write up. I really enjoy it

Long Live the King! Long Live the Queen! Long Live the Knights! Long Live the Servant! Long Live the Writter! Long Live the Readers! NEXT PLEASE

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I will post d next episodes later 2day pls bear wit me

Aiit Bro!! We would wait till then!

In Gaius's chambers, Merlin and Gaius are having breakfast. They are joking and laughing. Gaius puts some fruits on the table, Merlin takes an apple. Taking a bite: "They are looking so great.." Gaius laughs: "Then you should eat one more, you have to catch up." Merlin takes another one. Gaius starts eating: "And how it is going on with you and Arthur? Magic is still banished." Merlin answers with a full mouth but happily: "That doesn't matter. He accepted me, that is all I need. If it is necessary i still keep my secret and hide it before all others." He chews with pleasure. Gaius shakes his head: "It isn't that easy Merlin. He is a servant of his own laws, even he is the king." The door opens and Sir Gwaine and Sir Percival enter the room. Their faces are cold as ice. Sir Gwaine looks to Merlin: "In the name of the king. Merlin you are under arrest." Merlin swallows. Gaius is shocked and unable to move. Both knights take their places next to Merlin and pull him up into their middle. Merlin looks at Sir Gwain, but his face is still cold. Sir Gwaine and Sir Percival push Merlin out of Gaius's chambers. Gaius stands up and follows them. In his face you only find fear.

In the throne room Arthur awaits his knights. He sits on his throne and his wife stands next to him. As the door opens the knights enter. They hold merlin on his shoulders and push him on the ground just in front of the king's feet. Merlin looks down. He is still shocked. As he looks up into Artur's face their is nothing but disappointment. Merlin looks into Gwen's eyes, but their is no sign of hope. As he turns arround, he finds Sir Gwaine's view, but he doesn't show any reaction. Finally he looks down to the ground again. As Gaius comes into the throne room, Arthur turns towards Gwen. Gwen intercepts the physician. She takes his arm and pulls him out of the room. The nights bow and leave the room. As the door closes Arthur and Merlin are the only two people in that big hall. And all you hear is nothing but silence. Arthur stands up, he takes is sword. He wields it in direction of Merlin's neck. Just before reaching his head, he takes his sword down and throughs it on the ground. He goes on his knees and touches Merlin's head. Merlin looks up into Arthur's eyes. They are filled with tears. Arthur smiles: "How can you really believe that my friend. If their is one thing I have learned, then that I can't be without you." He smiles and fondles Merlin's head again and adds: "And now come on Merlin, stand up. We need to discuss." Merlin isn't able to move: "Why, why have you done that?" Arthur explains: "Only to show you what happens if anybody finds out about your secret. We need to find a solution for your, our problem." Both stand up. Arthur still looks into his friend's eyes: "Magic is outlawed. If somebody finds out about you and tells me, I have to react how the laws are written in such a case. I have to execute you, if I want or not." Merlin shakes his head: "But you are the king, I don't understand that?" Arthur smiles: "That's why I'm king and you are my servant. Merlin, can't you understand that laws are laws. There can't be one law for my people and one for me. I have to respect them as everybody else in this kingdom." Merlin sounds sad: "So I shouldn't have told you." Arthur turns back to his throne: "No, you should have told me about it long before. You were lying all the time and it still hurts knowing that." Merlin follows his king to the throne: "I'm sorry." Arthur sits down on his throne and looks up to Merlin: "Nevertheless, we need a solution for that. I'll change the laws for you and your magic. But that needs time. I estimate with discussions and all that, it takes a week." Merlin looks sceptically: "And what does that means to me?" Arthur sighs, than adds: "That you have to leave Camelot!" Merlin frightens: "No, no way. I won't leave you, I won't leave Camelot." Arthur stands up again: "Merlin this is an order." He puts his hands on his shoulders: "Look at me!" Merlin looks up into his friend's eyes. Arthur goes on: "You have to leave Camelot tomorrow morning. Gwaine goes with you. I'm sure he is glad to leave Camelot for a while." A first tear runs down Merlin's face. Arthur sighs again: "Merlin, please. I don't want you to go either. But we have no choice. As long the laws haven't changed you can't stay here." Merlin swallows: "Can I return? Can I come back to you when you have changed the laws?" Arthur smiles: "Merlin, I promise I wait for you. And if you aren't back after that week I fetch you back home myself." A small smile runs over Merlin's lips. Arthur adds: "Just make holidays. Didn't I promised you some days of?" He smiles: "And now go and prepare your journey." Merlin bows and leaves the room. Arthur's view follows his friend: "And how I will bring you back if you don't return in time."

Author has now develop a feelings for Merlin thats more than the one exist between them before. The feelings as upgrade from Mere Slave&His Master to friend!!!!!! What would happen next???. Next Please!!!!!!!!!

Merlin and Gaius are in Merlin's chamber. Merlin is packing, Gaius stands in the door. Merlin is still sad. Gaius tries to cheer Merlin up: "Merlin, come on, smile. He changes the laws because of you. This is what you always dreamed of, isn't it?" Merlin can't smile: "He sends me away, i didn't dreamed of that." Gaius takes a step forward: "Merlin, only for one week." Merlin sits down on his bed, his backpack is ready and stands in front of his feets. Gaius sits down next to him. He puts his arm arround him: "You can visit your mother, doesn't that count anything?" Merlin smiles: "You are right. Like always. But I'm gonna miss him." Now it is Gaius's turn to smile: "And what about me?" Merlin laughs: "I'm gonna miss you most!" Both smile. Gaius looks down to Merlin's backpack: "Do you have all you need?" Merlin looks arround in his chamber: "Yes, I think so." He looks into his friends eyes: "Please look after youself. And look after Arthur." Gaius hugs Merlin: "I do. If you promise me to look after yourself." Merlin answers Gaius's hug: "I promise."

In the courtyard, Merlin stands close to his horse. He puts last things on it. Gaius stands behind him. Next to the horse stands Sir Gwaine, holding another horse. Sir Gwaine wears normal clothes, no amor for this journey. He looks over to Merlin: "Like in old times, heh?" Merlin smiles. Gaius puts his hand on Merlin's shoulder: "Think of what you promised me, look after yourself." Merlin turns arround: "I do." Gaius hugs Merlin a last time: "And greet your mother.." Arthur appears and walks down the stairs to Sir Gwaine: "Be careful. And Gwaine, bring him back home in one piece." Both look over to Merlin. Gwaine grins: "Don't worry, I look after him." Arthur smiles: "Why don't this make me feel better?" Arthur and Gwaine shake hands. Gwaine seats up on his horse. Gaius takes steps backwards to the stairs, Arthur walks over to Merlin: "Merlin, don't forget. Only one week, then you have to be back." Merlin nods and seats up on his horse. He looks down to Arthur: "I'm gonna miss you." Then they ride side by side out of the courtyard.

Arthur lays in his bed. Gwen wears her night dress and stands in front of him. Arthur is catched in his thoughts. Gwen sits down on their bed: "What is it Arthur?" Arthur looks up: "I question me, how I can survive a whole week without Merlin." Gwen smiles: "I have a solution for your problem." She smiles, Arthur looks into her eyes. Gwen stands up: "For one whole week you are mine." and closes hangings of their bed: "And nobody is going to disturb us."

Somewhere in the woods, Merlin and Gwaine are sitting arround a small fire. They are eating. Gwaine asks: "Why don't you tell me what is wrong with you?" Merlin doesn't stop eating: "I make holidays." Gwaine looks to Merlin: "You are a bad liar. If you are making holidays, why are you so sad?" Merlin smiles: "Sorry, I forgot hove well you know me." Gwaine puts his plate on the ground: "Come on, how long do we know each other. Why did he sent you away? The reason has to do with that isle and the cave, you were gone in." Merlin doesn't answer. But Gwaine doesn't give up: "Come on, I know you wouldn't let him join a battle without you. You always look after him." Merlin puts his plate down, he sighs: "Right, I'll tell you." He puts his hand in direction of the fire and uses his magic. As his eyes change his colour a little dragon appears in the fire. As Gwaine realises what Merlin does, he isn't able to move or just to close his mouth. Merlin goes on: "I'm a sorcerer, I have magic. I always protected Arthur. You were right, I never would him go alone into a battle." Gwaine looks into Merlin's eyes: "And now he found out and has sent you away?" Merlin sighs: "He said, he has to change the laws for me." Gwaine nods: "That makes sense. But why you are still looking sadly?" Merlin takes a piece of wood and throws it into the fire: "I had to leave Camelot. After all I have done, I had to leave Camelot." Gwaine wonders: "But only for one week. I don't understand your sorrow." Merlin throws another piece of wood into the fire: "Do you think he wants me back? Do you think after that week I can return to Camelot?" Gwain sighs: "This is it? This is the reason for your sad mood?" Merlin looks up: "Yes. It is so wrong?" Gwaine grins: "Believe me Merlin. He wants you to come back. He sent me with you, to make sure you will come back. I had to promise him to bring you back safely. Believe me, he waits for you." Merlin cheers up: "Thank you Gwaine." He takes his plate to restart earting: "And my magic? Aren't you worried?" Gwaine shakes his head: "No. Not when it is you Merlin. I don't know only one man who is more devoted to Arthur and Camelot then you. And looking back know, a lot of things make sense." Merlin pauses eating: "How do you mean that?" Gwaine smiles: "I always wondered how we could beat an army of immortals. Now I know, that were you." He pauses: "You remember the mines Morgana put me in? There was that thing that saved my life, it used magic. Maybe this is the reason I can handle the fact you have magic so easily." He grins: "And I'm sure, it will bring us a lot of fun." Both grin now and finish their meal." Day 1 of Merlin leaving Camelot ends.

hmmm!! Great.. But I often tought Gwaine knew about Merlin's magic!!! Next please

Gwaine and Merlin reach Ealdor. It is an early morning. Their is still some fog arround the village. The village looks like it is left. There are no people walking arround. No men working. No child playing. Only out of some chimneys some smoke rise. Gwaine and Merlin look at each other. They are riding slowly through the village straight towards a little house. Both jump off their horses and tie them up on that little palisade in front of that house. Gwaine looks arround: "Is it always that silent here? No wonder that you left that place." Merlin is worried: "No, normally there is life in that village. Let us go into my mother's house, then we will know what happened." Merlin and Gwaine enter the house.

In the council chamber Arthur takes his seat at the top of the table. In front of him are a lot of papers. He prepares for a Council meeting. He is in thoughts: "Magic. That I would think about allowing magic." He smiles: "Merlin, what have you done to me?" He opens his hand and looks at a small amulet he has gotten from the Lady of Avalon. He turns it arround. "And now I could use magic myself. I could try to call Merlin." For a moment it looks as he tries to hang the chain arround his neck. But he stops and takes that chain with the amulet down. "I can't do this. Merlin I hope you arrived safely. I hope I can change what is needed to change. This will be a hard fight." Gwen enters the room and Arthur hides his amulet. Gwen walks straight to Arthur to put her arms arround him: "So Arthur, Merlin is gone for just one day. And look at yourself you miss him already?" Arthur smiles and looks up into her face: "You always know me better than I do. You are right. I should let him enjoy his days off." Both kiss each other.

Merlin and Gwaine enter the house of Merlin's mother. A little fire is burning. In the middle of the house is a table. On that table you still find the dirty dishes of the last days. The air inside is stuffy. Gwaine opens a window. As light and fresh air come into the room, Merlin frightens. His mother lays exhausted and sick in bed. Gwaine makes a step close to Merlin: "What is it Merlin?" Merlin goes on his knees in front of his mother's bed. He touches her forehead: "She is sick. She has fever. Gwaine i need some fresh water." Gwaine nods and takes a jug and leaves the house. Merlin bends over his mother: "Mother can you hear me? It's me, Merlin!" His mother opens her eyes: "Merlin heaven sent you." She tries to stand up, but Merlin holds her. She coughs terribly. Gwaine comes back and brings water. "Gwaine, please can you give me a cup?" Gwaine hands Merlin a cup of water. As Merlin helps her mother drinking, he orders: "I need my medicine bag and we need more firewood. She needs warmth." Gwaine grumbles, but leaves the room a second time. As he returns he brings the bag and wood.

hmmmm!! Everything happen on a purpose. If Merlin had not been sent away, his mother may not have survive the illness! Next Please

In the council chamber, Arthur sits at the top of the table. Gaius sits next to him. All seats are filled with members of the council. Arthur stands up to walk up and down into the room: "After thinking about what happened, I decide to stop to outlaw magic." The members of the council are wondering: "Why? What is with the decision your father made?" Arthur stops: "You all know, we had lost the battle of Camlann if this old sorcerer hadn't helped us." He smiles. But the council isn't convinced: "Without magic, it never had come so far. Think of Morgana." Arthut starts walking up and down again: "Morgana is dead. And not every sorcerer is evil." All members turn towards Gaius, but they still shake their heads: "Maybe, but we don't want magic back. We don't walk in step with you, MyLord." Now Gaius takes the word: "Magic isn't neither good nor bad, it always belongs on how it is used." The council members don't agree: "Camelot always lived well without magic. We don't want it back. Why do you want to change that?" Arthur stops at the top of the table: "Because everybody should be able to live freely and in peace." After a short silent moment, the council members put their heads together and answer: "Maybe we can stand a compromise. We don't want to allow magic at all. That would mean we have been wrong for years." Arthur sighs and sits down: "So a compromise. What do you suggest?"

Merlin's mother is sleeping. Merlin sits at the table, he is tired. Gwaine enters the room, takes his seat and drinks a great swallow water from a cup standing on the table. The room is cleaned, the dishes washed. Gwaine looks over to Merlin's mother: "How is she?" Merlin smiles: "Better. The fever went down. It isn't a difficult sickness if you know how to handle it." Gwains grins: "Merlin the physician. You have learned a lot." Merlin sighs: "It is enough to help her. How does it look in the other houses?" Gwaine shakes his head: "It is exactly the same. Even in the villages arround here. Nearly 15 people have already died." Merlin nods: "Looks as we arrived in time to stop that sickness." He pauses, then goes on: "Have you sent messangers?" Gwaine yawns: "As you have told me: one to Arthur and one to King Lot." Merlin also yawns: "Thank you Gwaine, I don't know what I would do without you." Gwaine smiles: "You would use your magic. I wished I would be a greater help. Do you know King Lot?" Merlin shakes his head: "All I know is, Ealdor belongs to his kingdom. So if we want to help all people arround here, we need his help." Merlin stands up. Gwaine looks up: "Where are you going?" Merlin takes his medicine bag: "I have a look after the peolpe in the other houses again, before I go to bed." Gwaine sighs: "Sounds as this is going to be a long night. He lays back and puts his feets on the table. Merlin nods and leaves the house.

Arthur lays down on his bed. He is comletely exhausted. Gwen sits down on his bed next to him. Arthur yawns: "Why are these council meetings tiring? I'm nearly dead." Gwen smiles: "You have to catch up a lot since you came home." Arthur rolls over: "And this discussion about magic.." Gwen looks down to Arthur: "You do that for Merlin." Arthur sighs: "Merlin, he makes holidays while I'm working that hard for him. His mother nutures him and Gwaine refills his goblet." Gwen grins: "Arthur you are jealous!" Arthur shakes his head: "No, I'm not. I'm not jealous. I don't want to be my servant." Gwen strokes Arthur's head: "And what about Gwaine? He enjoys his life with Merlin by his side?" Arthur grumbles: "You got me. I miss Merlin." Gwen smiles: "I know Arthur. I know." She bends over Arthur and kisses him. Day 2 of Merlin leaving Camelot ends.

Arthur sits at the top of the table in the council chamber. He seals the new version of the law. The members of the council watch him doing this. "It is forbidden to use magic in Camleot." "A person who uses magic as an act in self- defence does not act unlawfully." "A person who, faced with an imminent danger to life, limb, freedom, honour, property or another legal interest which cannot otherwise be averted, uses magic as an act to avert the danger from himself or another, does not act unlawfully." Gaius enters the room: "MyLord, a massenger has arrived, he brought news from Merlin." Arthur looks up: "Merlin, he is alright? Isn't he?" Gaius walks straight to the king: "He is alright. But at Ealdor and the villages arround a sickness threatens all people. He suspects, that also villages behind the border are affected." Arthur sighs: "Great." Gaius gives Arthur Merlin's letter. "He needs help: blankets, food, herbs. He also messaged King Lot." Arthur stands up: "Prepare all. We leave Camelot as fast as we can. Gaius I want you to put together everything Merlin asked for." Gaius bows: "Of course MyLord. And I'm coming with you." Athur shakes his head: "You need to stay here. What if the sickness is on his way to the castle? I'm sure Merlin can deal with the situaton out there." Gaius nods and leaves the room.

A house in Ealdor is filled with beds. In all beds are laying sick people. Merlin sits in front of a bed and hands medicine to a man. He looks tired, but turns towards the next sick man. He feels his pulse, his breath and his temperature. King Lot enters the room. He wears an armor and a sword in his belt. His hair is long and dark. He is unshaved, but his beard is well-kept. His eyes are as dark as his hair and shine with pride. He is big, strong and young. Maybe he is as old as Merlin, but if you look into his eyes, you see the sorrow of an experienced man. He looks over the sick people. His view stops at Merlin: "You are the young physician who messaged me for help, aren't you?" Merlin stands up and goes to King Lot. He bows: "I'm Merlin, your highness. I sent this messenger to you. I didn't thought that you would come her personally." Both look at each other. King Lot asks: "I didn't know that a physician lives in that village?" Merlin shakes his head: "I don't live here. I visit my mother that's all. Normally I live in Camelot in Gaius's house. He was it who told me everything I know." King Lot pulls his right eyebrow up: "In Camelot, you live with Gaius the court physician? So, then tell me what I need to know?" Merlin bows again: "It is a fever, your highness. The people are exhausted because of a bad cough. They need to eat and they need medicine. And I need blankets and firewood to keep them warm." My friend is on his way to have a look after the people in the other villages arround here. If he is returned I can tell you more about how much I need." King Lot nods: "Alright. You find my tent on the other side of the village. Join me after you have finished here, then we can discuss everything." Merlin bows and King Lot turns arround and leaves the house.

Arthur, Sir Percival and Sir Galahad are on their way to Ealdor. Behind them, Sir Leon leads a wagon full of things, Merlin has ordered. Arthur is silently during his ride. Sir Percival rides close to Arthur's side: "You are so silently today? Are you worried? I'm sure Gwaine and Merlin are alright." Sir Percival smiles. Arthur sighs: "I'm not worried about Merlin and Gwaine, I'm sure Merlin leads everything. I'm worried about the people. I hope we can stop this sickness. And I'm worried about King Lot. I don't know him, but I know he isn't a friend of Camelot. This is a sickness what doesn't stop at borders." Sir Percival looks to his king: "Will he allow us to ride into his kingdom? Will he allow us to ride to Merlin?" Arthur nods: "I hope so. We need to work together and Merlin is the only physician out there." He pauses and presses his horse with huis legs: "We need to hurry!"

In the evening Sir Leon and Arthur sit arround a fire. Sir Percival and Sir Galahad are sleeping in the background. Sir Leon looks up to his king: "I'm sure Merlin is fine." Arthur smiles. Leon stands up: "You should rest." He presses Arthur's shoulder with his hand and lays down next to Sir Galahad. Arthur stays at the fire and looks into it. In the house of Merlin's mother Merlin and Gwaine also sit in front of a fire. Gwaine serves Merlin a plate with soup: "You need to eat. Arthur is killing me if you are to weak to travel home at the end of the week." He grins. Merlin takes the plate: "Thank you Gwaine. Go to bed, I'll go to bed as soon as I manage." Gwaine stands up: "I'm sure he misses you as much as you miss him." He lays down on the floor and closes his eyes. Merlin stays at the fire and looks into it. Day 3 of Merlin leaving Camelot ends.

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Merlin and King Lot are riding side by side into another village. Gwaine follows them with distance. They jump off their horses as an old man appears. He nearly tumbles into Merlin's arms. Merlin feels his temperature: "Let me help you, I'm a physician." The old man sits down on the ground and Merlin investigates his sickness. As Merlin has finished for the moment, the old man answers: "Thank you. You are just in time." Merlin helps the old man to stand up, he asks: "Where is your house? You need to rest in your bed." The old man points to a small house and Merlin leads him there. The old man nods: "What is with all the others?" Merlin sighs: "I do what I can to help as much as I can." King Lot has followed that conversation: "How many of you have that sickness?" The old man bows: "MyLord, it seems they are almost eight now. Two of them, two children, are heavily affected. They need your help at first. They live with their mother on the other side of the village." Merlin looks over to that house: "I'll lool after them at first." He bows and makes his way to that house. King Lot looks after him, he smiles.

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Arthur, his knights and the wagon arrive at Ealdor. Arthur jumps off from his horse. He looks arround in the village and points to the ground next to King Lot's tent: "Build up my tent next to King Lot's tent." Sir Leon arrives in front of King Arthur: "Sire, King Lot and Merlin left the village in the morning to inverstigate another village. They should be back soon." Arthur nods: "Thank you Leon." Sir Leon adds: "Gwaine is with him. Don't worry MyLord." Arthur smiles. Sir Percival, Sir Leon and Sir Galahad start to unpack their horses.

King Lot returns to Ealdor. King Arthur awaits him. As King Lot jumps off his horse, Arthur bows his head: "Your highness, thank you for letting me ride into your kingdom." King Lot replies the gesture: "You are welcome. As the fight against that sickness is managed from here, I thought it would be the best for all, when you also join us in Ealdor." Arthur looks up into his face: "How is it? Are there much new cases?" King Lot shakes his head: "I think we manage. How is it on your side?" Arthur adds: "Thanks to the continously stream of news, we could stop it straight behind the border. There are less villages affected as I thought." King Lot and King Arthur walk side by side. King Lot smiles: "Thanks to that young physician here. He is doing very well." Arthur smiles: "Where is Merlin now?" King Lot stops walking: "You know the young physician?" Arthur nods: "Merlin is my servant. He lives in Camelot with my court physician Gaius. He has told him, everything he knows." King Lot wonders: "He is your servant?" He isn't pleased about that news, but adds: "He is looking after this sick people in the village we have been. He'll return soon. After that he should have some lunch in his mother's house. I'm sure you find him later there." Arthur nods: "Thank you, your highness. It's a pleasure, that our kingdoms stand together in that time of need." King Lot don't answers. He just looks into Arthur's eyes, turns arround and leaves the street in the direction of his tent.

In Hunith's house, she is cooking. As Arthur enters her house, she smiles: "Your highness. Nice to see you. I'm glad you arrived safely." Arthur smiles back to her: "Thank you Hunith. Is Merlin already back?" Hunith shakes her head: "No, but he should arrive during the next minutes. You can sit down here and wait for him. You are eating with us?" Arthur sits down at the table: "It will be my pleasure." As he looks down on the table he finds three plates and spoons. He smiles: "How is Merlin?" Hunith grows with pride: "He has lots of work and is very busy and diligent. He is the first in the morning and the last in the evening." Arthur laughs: "That don't sound like him." Hunith also laughs: "I'm very pride. He arrived just in the moment the people needed it most." Arthur's smile dies: "So he is happy to be back home?" Hunith smiles: "The people may need him. But that doesn't mean that Merlin is happy. He misses you." Merlin enters the room. He puts off his medicine bag and walks over to his mother. As he kisses her forehead, Hunith smiles. She strokes over his hair: "Merlin, my son. Look we have a guest today." As Merlin turns arround he recognises his king sitting at the table. He makes a step in his direction: "Arthur! I'm sorry MyLord, I didn't noticed you as I entered the room." Arthur stands up: It's alright Merlin." They shake their hands and sit down together. Merlin's eyes shine: "I'm glad you are alright." Arthur smiles and Hunith fills their plates with soup. They start eating. After finishing their lunch, Arthur gives his plate back to Hunith: "Merlin, tell me. The people are they feeling better now?" Merlin nods: "Yes, they do. Thank you for bringing what I ordered." Arthur smiles: "Merlin the physician. Seems you have everything under controle here. Two Kings jumped out of their castle to follow your call. You help the people us much as you can. I'm impressed Merlin. And even King Lot called you a good physician." Merlin's colour of his face turns into red. He looks down to the ground. He wispers: "I hope you have been as sucessful as me in Camelot?" Arthur laughs: "Yes, Merlin. I was. But we should discuss that later. You still need to hide who you are Merlin, but if it is needed, your acting as a sorcerer won't bring you death. As long as it is for the good of the people of Camelot." Merlin sounds sad: "You think I'm able to use it for something different as to protect you and the kingdom?" Arthur takes Merlin's hand in his own hand: "I know you wouldn't. I'm sorry, I know this is not what you expected, but at least you can come home with me. It is a beginning, nothing more. If the people recognise the good in magic, we can allow more magic step by step." Merlin sighs: "Thank you Arthur for your trust. How is Gaius?" Arthur takes his hand off: "He misses you, but he is alright. I think is indestructible." Both smile and take their cups: "For a good return to Camelot!" Day 4 of Merlin leaving Camelot ends.

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Merlin is in the house filled with beds. He sits on a small chair and looks after his patients. King Lot appears and watches Merlin working: "Merlin, how are they?" Merlin smiles: "A lot better your highness. They won't need my help for long." He looks up to King Lot. King Lot looks down to Merlin: "This is good news Merlin. That means you don't need to stay here alone. You can return together with me to my castle." Merlin frightens: "Your highness? How do you mean that?" King Lot makes a step towards Merlin: "You are a good physician and you are born in my kingdom, so you are one of my people. That's why I decided to take you with me, to make you my court physician." Merlin stands up: "Your offer is a big honor to me. But I fear I can't go with you. I have to reject, I go back to Camelot." King Lot smiles: "Merlin you got that wrong. That wasn't an offer, this was an order." Merlin makes a step backwards: "Your highness, that can't be, I already have a master." King Lot's smile dies: "I know, I'll handle that. You have been a servant for a long time. Now you are my physician. And you come with me." He turns arround: "And I don't tolerate any more protest." and leaves the house. Merlin stands there and looks after him. He feels lonely and lost.

King Lot sits at his table in his tent. In front of him you find a lot of papers, he is reading. King Arthur enters the room. King Lot looks up: "Arthur. Welcome." Arthur stands in front of the table: "Your highness." King Lot stands up: "Any news about that sickness?" Arthur nods: "The sickness is under control. And how is it here?" King Lot nods: "Nearly the same. That's why I return as early as possible into my castle. I think Merlin needs maybe two days, then the people don't need him anymore." Arthur smiles: "This are indeed good news. I travel home tomorrow. Merlin and Gwaine can follow me later. They know the way." King Lot sits down again: "This is a point we need to talk about. Merlin won't follow you to Camelot. He comes with me." Arthur shakes his head: "I don't think so. He wouldn't leave me." King Lot leans back in his chair: "Oh no, he don't want to. I decided that he comes with me." Arthur makes a step towards the table. He bends over the table to look into King Lot's eyes: "Merlin belongs to me. He is my servant since we know each other. You have to let him go home." King Lot smiles: "Merlin is home. He was born here, he is my underling. I forget the fact that he left my kingdom to study in Camelot without my permission, because he is back now." Arthur gets angrily now: "Please your highness. He belongs to me. I beg you." King Lot's smiles dies: "Then you should say him goodbye. You are not risking a war because of a servant, aren't you?" Arthur is stunned: "You threaten my with war?" King Lot takes one of his papers in his hand and restarts reading: "I just tell you that Merlin comes with me." He puts his paper down and stands up: "You can find yourself another servant, I can't find another physician like him. I need him." Arthur calmes down: "Merlin is more then my servant, he is my friend. Please your highness think about that." King lot shakes his head: "I did that, and I won't change my mind. I have told him my decision." Arthur looks down: "I suppose, he wasn't pleased." King Lot nods: "He gets used to it. He is a physician. Anything else is a waste of this talented young man." Arthur doesn't give up: "I beg you, let Merlin go home with me." King Lot goes back to his chair and sits down: "I can't. But I see that he means a lot to you. So I think you'll like the fact that I decided to start parleys with Camelot. So if you want to, you can visit your friend for signing the contracts." Arthur wispers, he knows he has lost: "Thank you your highness. An approximation of our kingdoms is also my wish." He bosw and leaves the tent. King Lot looks after him: "All that trouble because of a servant." and starts reading his papers again.

In Hunith's house, she stands in front of the fire and cooks. Arthur enters the room. Hunith turns arround and smiles: "Arthur, you are in time for supper." Arthur smiles and sits down at the table: "Thank you Hunith. Is Merlin back?" Hunith shakes his head: "Not yet." She fills Arthur's plate with food. Arthur takes his fork: "Why are you doing this for me?" Hunith smiles and fills another plate: "I know how much he loves you. You belong to our family." Arthur smiles. Merlin enters the room and kisses his mother. He turns towards Arthur: "I need to talk to you." Arthur looks up: "Sit down Merlin, I already know what you are going to tell me." Merlin sits down, both look at each other. Hunith smiles and takes steps in direction of the door: "Seems you have to discuss something important. I'll leave you both alone." She leaves the house. As Hunith closes the door, Merlin asks: "You talked with King Lot?" Arthur nods: "I did. He is determined, to take you with him." Merlin smiles at Arthur: "But you changed his mind, didn't you?" Arthur looks sadly down to the table: "I tried Merlin. I tried. I did everything I could. He didn't changed his mind. He still wants you." Merlin jumps up and walks up and down: "No. No. That can't be." Arthur stands up: "Merlin, I don't know what to say." Merlin despairs: "I knew it was a mistake to leave Camelot. I knew it was a mistake to leave you. I should never have done this." Arthur takes a step forward to Merlin and touches his shoulders: "You have to go with him. He threatens me with war, if I take you home with me. Tears run down over Merlin's face: "I loose you once more? After waiting for you so long I loose you again?" Arthur hugs him: "I'm gonna miss you . But we have no choice." Both keep on holding each other. Day 5 of Merlin leaving Camelot ends.

It is a rainy morning in Ealdor. King Arthur and his knights prepare for their return to Camelot. Merlin helps and puts last things on Arthur's horse. King Lot stands in front of him and watches him working. Arthur stumbles. Merlin looks up to his king: "Arthur are you alright?" Arthur appeases: "Everything alright Merlin. Don't worry. I'm just tired. I didn't sleep a lot last night." Merlin isn't convinced: "Are you sure, don't ly to me." Arthur tries a smile, it isn't really working. Merlin goes over to Sir Gwaine: "Gwaine, please look after him. Something is wrong." Sir Gwaine nods: "Of course Merlin. When will I see you again?" Merlin looks down on the floor: "I don't know. Gwaine, please, bring him home safely." They hug each other. Merlin goes back to Arhur. He looks into his friend's eyes: "Arthur. " He pauses, his voive trumbles: "I wish you all the best. I'll never forget you. I.." Arthur interrupts his friend: "Merlin, please. I won't forget you. I'll visit King Lot as early as possible. I'll talk to him again. I won't give up." Merlin nods: "Please be careful, look after yourself. And send Gaius some lovely greets." They shake hands and keep holding for some seconds." King Lot stands side by side both. He wonders, how close they are. The knights sit up and Arthur takes a step forward to King Lot: "I hope we see as soon again, King Lot." King Lot nods: "It would be my pleasure." Arthur sits up. He stumbles and closes his eyes. He faints and falls off his horse straight into Merlin's arms. Merlin catches his king. He touches his head: "Slept worse? You are burning up. You are sick." He looks back to Sir Gwaine, who jumped off his horse. "Gwaine, we have to bring him into my mother's house. He needs to rest." Together they manage to bring him into the house and lay him down on a bed. King Lot follows them.

Arthur lays down in bed. Merlin sits in front of that bed and King Lot stands next to him. He looks down to the fainted king: "How is he?" Merlin looks up to KIng Lot: "He is sick. He needs to rest. Tomorrow he will be alright." King Lot nods: "Then look after him." Merlin smiles: "I do that as long as I know him." King Lot wonders and leaves the house. Gwain enters the room: "How is he?" Merlin's voice is full of sorrow: "He is burning up. I don't like that." He looks up to Sir Gwain: "Gwain I need you help. I have to use my magic. Please make sure nobody comes in." Gwain nods and looks out of the window: "Nobody to see. Come on Merlin. It's your turn." Merlin bends over his king and touches his forehead: "I know you don't like it. But I have no choice. Arthur you have to trust me." But Arthur is still fainted. Merlin goes on: "Arthur, I have to use my magic. Forgive me for doing that." He raises his voice: "Ic þe þurhhæle þin licsare!" As Merlin's eyes change colour, Arthur breathes up. Arthur opens his eyes for a moment and looks into Merlin's eyes. He smiles: "Thank you my friend." Then he falls asleep. Merlin smiles, he looks over to Sir Gwaine. Sir Gwaine also smiles: "Sometimes I wonder what would we do without you."

It is dark in Ealdor and the knights sit arround a fire. Sir Leon takes the word and asks: "How is Arthur?" Sir Gwaine looks up: "He sleeps. Merlin looks after him." Sir Percival smiles: "Then everything is alright. Merlin brings him back on his legs." Sir Gwaine nods: "I don't worry about that. I'm in sorrow about the fact that we have to leave Merlin here." Sir Leon adds: "You are right. That's gonna be hard for both sides." Sir Galahad wonders: "You are talking about his servant, aren't you? What is so special about him? He is just a servant." Sir Gwaine smiles: "You don't know him. Merlin is our friend. And yes he is Arthur's servant, but first of all he is his friend. He protects him, he looks after him. As long as I remember." And Sir Percival adds: "Without Merlin, Arthur would be dead." All keep quite. Only Sir Leon breaks the silence: "Let's hope for the best." Sir Gwaine nods: "Nevertheless, I wished we could take Merlin at home. I don't like it. He belongs to Arthur and to Camelot."

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Arthur sleeps in bed and Merlin sleeps in front of this bed on the ground. King Lot enters the house. He looks down to Merlin: "Merlin? Wake up!" Merlin opens his eyes: "Your highness!" He stands up: "I'm sorry it was a hard day. How can I help you?" King Lot asks: "How is he?" Merlin looks down to his king. In his eyes only love: "A lot better. He should be alright tomorrow." He pulls Arthur's blanket back into the right position. King Lot looks to Arthur: "Great news." He looks over to Merlin: "You care a lot about him?" Merlin smiles: "He is my friend. Of course I do. I'm gonna miss him." King Lot wonders. He shakes his head: "We meet in the morning. I hope you prepared youself for your departure?" Merlin nods. King Lot adds: "Enthusiasm looks different. You are my court physician now. You get your own chambers, your own servant and earn a lot of money. I'm sure a lot more then you earn now." Merlin looks down to Arthur: "That doesn't mean anything to me. How can money balance out true friendship?" King Lot nods: "Maybe. Rest now. Tomorrow it will be a hard day." He turns arround and leaves thoughtfully the house, while Merlin bows.

Arthur sits in Hunith's house at the table for breakfast. King Lot enters: "King Arthur do you feel better?" Arthur nods. "Thanks to Merlin." King lot looks arround: "Where is he?" Arthur points out of the house: "He's gone to get fresh water. He wants to make a potion for my way home." He smiles. King Lot asks: "You mean a lot to him?" Arthur looks into King Lot's eyes: "He means also a lot to me." King Lot wonders: "He always has his eyes on you. Last night he slept in front of your bed on the ground." Arthur smiles: "As long as I remember, he is looking after me. I wished I didn't need so much time to understand that." King Lot walks arround the table: "As you called him friend, I thought you just don't want let go a good physician. I'm not sure I got that right." Arthur follows King Lot with his eyes: "Merlin and me, there is something between us." King Lot nods, he looks sadly down to the floor and leaves the house.

In Ealdor, the knights prepare for departure. Arthur stands next to his horse. Merlin helps with packing the clothes. King Lot takes a step towards King Arthur: "Arthur? I'm glad to know you. I hope you'll visit me soon so we can sign a contract of peace." Arthur smiles: "I'll visit you gladly." He pauses and looks over to Merlin: "Look after him. Please. He deserves a good life." King Lot nods: "Merlin, come over here." Merlin takes a step forward to King Lot: "Your highness?" King Lot looks over to the knights: "Have you prepared for your departure?" Merlin nods and sadly looks over to Arthur. King Lot adds: "Then go, get your horse. You don't want to miss Arthur, don't you? I can't let you pass the kingdom alone to go home to Arthur. Hurry." Merlin's eyes shine, he wispers: "Thank you." He runs over the street to return with his horse. Arthur smiles and looks into King Lot's eyes: "What changed your mind?" King Lot looks over to Merlin: "I never could make him glad. He belongs to you. You are like two sides of the same coin." Arthur smiles: "Thank you your highness." King Lot nods: "I'm jealous and I hope one day you both also call me friend." He sounds sadly. Both shake hands. King Arthur adds: "I'm sure we will." Merlin arrives with his horse: "I'll never forget that." He bows. King Lot makes a step backwards: "You should go now, you have a long day ahead." All sit up and leave the village into the direction towards Camelot. Merlin turns his horse and looks back to King Lot, he smiles, turns again and follows his king back home. King Lot stands there and looks after them, he sighs.

On their way home to Camelot, Merlin rides side by side to his friend Arthur. The knights follow them. Arthur looks over to his friend: "Aren't you sad? You could have beome a court physician? Now you are still a servant." Merlin smiles: "Mmmmh maybe a little bit." His eyes tell other words, they are shining. Arthur laughs: "Merlin, how I told you. Only one week off. All your work is waiting for you." Merlin looks forward to Camelot: "I never believed, that I would be so happy about a lot of dirty clothes." He laughs with all his heart. Arthur touches Merlin's shoulder. For a moment both look close into each others eyes.

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Merlin is collecting herbs in the woods. Suddenly a woman riding a horse appears. But she is to fast and heading towards an abyss. The young woman screams and looks scared. The abyss gets closer and closer, but the horse doesn't stop. Merlin reacts. Just in the moment as the woman reachs the abyss, Merlin's eyes change his colour. The woman is pulled off her horse and falls on the ground. Merlin runs after her. As he finds her, she opens her eyes and smiles. Thanks to Merlin she isn't hurt. Still weak, she sits up and looks into Merlin's eyes: "Thank you, you saved my life." Merlin smiles: "Are you alright? You were riding to fast and falling. I just found you here on the ground." The young woman looks up: "There is no need to hide your secret for me. I know what you did. You used magic to save me. Don't worry, I won't tell anybody." Merlin smiles. He gives her his hand: "I'm Merlin." As she takes his hand: "Thank you Merlin. Can you help me to stand up?" Merlin pulls her up. Facing her directly, she is nearly as big as him. Her hair is blond and long and plaited. Her eyes are as blue as her dress. She smiles and her eyes shine. Merlin turns arround and catches her horse: "You should be more careful during riding. I'm not always arround here." More riders make some noise. THey seem to look for somebody and ride very fast in the direction of Merlin and the woman. They are calling for somebody. The woman sighs: "My guards. You'd better leave me now. They will arrive soon." Merlin hands her the rein: "Maybe one day we will see us again." He walkes back to his basket containing herbs: "All the best!" The young woman just stands there smiling and waving until Merlin disappears in the woods and the riders reach her.

In the throne room, King Arthur and his queen stand in front of their thrones awaiting a guest. All the knights stand by their side. Merlin sneaks into the room using the back door and takes his place behind his king. Arthur turns his head angrily: "Where have you been? Lord Bayard should arrive during the next seconds?" Merlin wispers: "I'm sorry, but you know Gaius and his herbs. I had to do this before, otherwise I would have no silent minute during the whole day." Arthur sighs: "Don' t forget you are my servant." Merlin grins: "Yes MyLord, and he is my guardian. I have to do this for him, you know that. I can't let him do that alone. And I'm here right know by your side." Arthur isn't convinced: "Is everything prepared? The guest chambers, the banquet.." Before Arthur can go on, Merlin interrupts him: "Of course MyLord. Everything in readyness." Arthur turns his head towards the door from where Lord Bayard should enter the room: "Don't do that again Merlin. You know how important this is." Merlin bows: "I'm sorry, I didn't noticed that you are that nervous. I'm sure you'll do well MyLord. I have full trust in you." Now the Queen takes the word: "Have you both finished now?" With a strrictly view she looks at Merlin and Arthur. In this moment the door opens and Lord Bayard of Mercia and his knights enter the room. King Arthur and the Queen start smiling. Lord Bayard walks through the room and stops in front of King makes a step forward to Lord Bayard and they shake hands: "Welcome in Camelot Lord Bayard. Welcome in Camelot to all your knights." Lord Bayard answers: "Thank you for inviting me. It is nice to meet you again. I hope during the next days, we will renew the peace treaty I've made with your father." Arthur bows his head: "This would be my pleasure." Both take their hands off. Lord Bayard smiles: "I'm sure about that." He turns arround to look after a young woman: "I've brought my ward with me. I don't have a wife, so I hope she can learn from your Queen how to behave like a lady while we stay here." The young woman takes her place next to her guardian and bows. Lord Bayard adds: "This is Lady Aine´. She is the doughter of a very close friend who died three years ago." King Arthur looks over to Gwen and then to Lady Aine´: "Welcome Lady Aine´. I'm sure you and my Queen are going to have a good time." Gwen smiles at her: "Welcome Lord Bayard and welcome Lady Aine´." Lady Aine´ looks up and smiles to Gwen. King Arthur adds: "And this is Merlin. He shows you where to find your chambers. If anything is wrong, tell him. He'll find a solution." Merlin takes a step forward. He frightens. This is the young woman he has saved earlier this day in the woods. Lady Aine´ looks over to Merlin: "Hello Merlin, nice to meet you."

In the council chambers King Arthur and Lord Bayard are discussing. Merlin stands by Arthur's side. The door opens and Layd Aine´ enters the room. She bursts in, followed by an annoyed Gwen. She smiles and laughs: "Lord Bayard! I want to see the castle and the town. Please?!" Lord Bayard sighs: "Aine´ we have really important things to do. I can't go with you now." Lady Aine´ looks sad: "Please, these lady-things are so boring." Lord Bayard smiles and turns towards King Arthur: "Your highness, can you organise a walk for Lady Aine´ to see the town?" Arthur looks up to Gwen, who shakes her head. Realising that nobody is interested to show her the town, she asks: "What about Merlin? Can he show me the town?" Lord Bayard looks over to Merlin and then to Arthur: "Is that possible?" Arthur smiles: "This is a good idea. I'm sure he is looking after Lady Aine´ very well." Merlin makes a step closer to his king and wispers: "Not enough that I always have to look after you, now you make me a baby- sitter for girls." King Arthur smiles: "Merlin told me, that it would be a pleasure for him to show you the town." He turns towards Merlin: "You have the responsibility. And Merlin, I don't want any complains of Lady Aine´afterwards." Merlin smiles a fake smile, bows and leaves the room. Lady Aine´ follows him pleased. Lord Bayard looks after Lady Aine´ leaving the room: "Are you sure about your servant? Do you trust him enough to look after a girl?" King Arthur smiles: "Believe me, she is in good hands. I would entrust him my doughter, if I had one."

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Merlin and Lady Aine´ leave the castle. Lady Aine´ runs through the courtyard into the lower town. Merlin follows her. In front of a trader she stops and looks at all the beauty things. As Merlin arrives breathlessly, her arms are full with beauty a deep breath, Merlin asks: "I thought I should show you the castle and the town. But this is more a hunt than a walk. I'm hunting after you." He pauses and looks up to her: "What are you doing here?" Choosing another coloured textile: "Merlin, they have so pretty things here. I need this all. And you are going to help me!" Merlin sighs: "Me? How?" She smiles: "You'll help me to choose the right. I need that for a new dress and these shoes and ... and you need to call a tailor for me. I want to wear this new dress a soon as possible." Merlin shakes his head: "Why me?" Lady Aine´ laughs: "I can't go alone. You know that. And I need you to help me carrying all this." Merlin looks over to the smiling trader: "Are you sure? Can't you ask another Lady to help you choose clothes? I can help you with the transport but..." Lady Aine´ looks down: "I don't have a friend here. All the Ladys don't like me. They call me wild and crazy. I'm not ladylike." She puts all the things she has in her arms back on the table: "You are right, this was a stupid idea. I have more than enough dresses." She turns arround and makes steps in direction back towards the castle. Merlin looks after her: "Wait I'll help you. But you have to choose the colour. I can only tell you my opinion about fitting or not." Lady Aine´ turns back, with tears in her eyes: "Thank you Merlin." She looks over to the trader and tries a smile: "What do you think about red?" But her voice sounds lower than before and you still see her sadness and lonelyness in her face.

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The door to Lady Aine´'s chambers open and the young Lady enters the room followed by Merlin. Merlin is hardly able to see where he is going to. In his arms he carries lots of clothes and lots of little boxes. He juggles through her chamber and drops all the things on her bed. He is tired. As he looks up into er face, he sees her smiling: "Lady Aine´, the tailor will be here in nearly 30 minutes. May I serve you some food during that time?" Falling into her bed to look through all the things she bought: "Merlin, this would be very nice from you. Thank you." She smiles: "And Merlin? Thank you for that wonderfull day. I didn't had so much fun for a long time." Merlin bows smiling and leaves her chambers. In the banquet room, King Arthur and Queen Gwen are sitting on their places in the middle of a big table. Next to Arthur sits Lord Bayard and next to him sits Lady Aine´. The room and the seats are filled with knights and nobles from both kingdoms. Merlin stands behind his king. King Arthur stands up: "Lord Bayard, Lady Ainea, knights, nobles and friends. It is a pleasure to tell you, that Lord Bayard and me finally renewed that peace treaty between our kingdoms. And it is really a pleasure that we now have at least two more days to get to know each other better. That's why we are going to have a Ball in two days. Lord Bayard and Lady Aine´ please be our guests." Lord Bayard stands up: "It is a pleasure to stay together with friends." He takes his goblet: "May the peace and our friendship last!"

In the morning in Arthur's chambers, Merlin helps his king dressing. As he puts the chainmail over Arthur's body, Arthur asks: "What about Lady Aine´? Seems you've impressed her. What have you done?" Merlin pulling the chainmail: "Nothing. I've met her before in the woods. Her horse was to fast and I catched her." As the chainmail is placed where it should be Arthur adds: "So you've played the hero ones more?" Merlin grumbles. Arthur laughs: "I was right. And now she follows you everywhere your little admirer." Merlin turns arround and hands Arthur his sword: "She isn't my admirer. She is Lord Bayard's ward." Arthur takes the sword and looks into his friends eyes: "So you don't like her? She is a pretty woman, isn't she?" Merlin smiles: "She is pretty and I like her. But nothing more." He pauses and looks how his king places his sword into his belt: "You know: you are my only love." He grins. Arthur stops fitting his belt and takes a goblet standing next to him. He makes a move as he would throw it after Merlin, but he stops and puts it on the table again. He grins as Merlin tries to hide himself behind a chair. Merlin stands up and makes a step towards his king: "Please let me stay with you in the castle. Don't send me shopping another day. I won't survive it. Lady Aine´ is everything but a lady. She is running all the time and I try not to loose her. She is talking all the time. My ears are ringing." Arthur turns towards his door: "Now you know what I have to stand every day." He grins: "And now come on Merlin, Lord Bayard waits for me in the courtyard." As they leave the room, Arthur starts asking again: "And you don't like her a bit more?" Lady Aine´ and Lord Bayard are in the courtyard. King Arthur appears, followed by Merlin. Arthur walks straight down to Lord Bayard: "Lord Bayarda are you ready for our walk through the town?" Lord Bayard looks at him: "King Arthur. Give me just a moment. We are waiting for Lady Aine´'s horse. She wants to make a ride. I'm sure your servant is looking after her again?" Another servant brings Lady Aine´'s horse. Lord Bayard looks after his ward: "He seems to handle her well. It isn't easy." Arthur looks into Merlin'e eyes: "Of course. Merlin, go with her. Get your horse." Merlin bows and grumbels: "My pleasure" and leaves the courtyard to follow Lady Aine´ and to prepare his horse. King Arthur and Lord Bayard watch them leaving. Arthur sighs. Lord Bayard turns towards Arthur: "And you are sure that we can trust him? I mean he is a bit strange." Arthur smiles: "Yes he is. But he is the most trusted person after Gwen here. And yes, he is special." Lord Bayard adds: "Ah, your beautiful wife. Will she join us? She is such a wonderful queen, I wished Lady Aine´ would be more like her." Lord Bayard sighs. The door opens and Queen Gwen appears, taking her place by Arthur's side: "Am I to late?" Arthur smiles at her: "No, you are right in time."

As Merlin and Lady Aine´ arrive in the woods they jump off their horses for a walk. She sighs: "It is so wonderful and peaceful here. Nobody who tells me how to do this or that. I wished I could stay here in Camelot forever." Merlin looks shocked. She asks: "You don't look pleased. Don't you like me? I thought we are friends? At least you are my only friend here." Merlin smiles: "I'm your friend. But I think that Lord Bayard would be very lonely without you. You keep him young." Lady Aine´ shakes her head: "He would be very thankful. Believe me." Merlin stops walking and looks over to Lady Aine´: "Why do you say that?" Lady Aine´ doesn't stop: "Because it is the truth. You don't believe how many times he tried to find a husband for me." Merlin still stands there: "And the right one wasn't there?" Lady Aine´ stops and turns back to Merlin: "They don't understand me. They are only interested in how much gold I'll bring with me. Nobody of them was interested in me." Merlin wonders: "I can't believe that. You are a beauty young woman with a lot of passion." Lady Aine´ looks up: "Maybe to much passion. What about you, would you marry me?" Merlin turns towards his horse: "I'm just a servant, I never could marry you. This question isn't asked." But Lady Aine´ doesn't give up, she comes closer to Merlin: "If you could?" Merlin doesn't answer. She adds: "Not even because of my gold?" Merlin looks up into her eyes: "I would never marry for gold. You should marry the man you love. I'm sure you'll find the right one." Lady Aine´ sighs: "Will you help me?" Merlin smiles: "I'm not sure what I can do." She adds: "Tomorrow, the Ball takes place. I need you to show me how to behave like a lady." Merlin laughs: "Me? Shouldn't you better ask Gwen? I'm sure she knows that better than me." Lady Aine´ shakes her head: "But I trust you. Please." Merlin sighs: "Alright. I do my best. But that means you should do what I say, no matter what." Lady Aine´ smiles: "So let's start? What do I have to do?" Merlin fastens his horse on a tree and sits down on a fallen one: "At first some hints: stop talking all time long! No man can stand that! Don't run, walk! ..."

In the council chamber Lord Bayard and King Arthur are discussing as Merlin and Lady Aine´ enter the room. Merlin wispers into her ear: "Think about what I've told you. Don't run!" She nods and walks over to her guardian. Lord Bayard smiles: "Aine´, you are back. How are you? I hope you had a great day?" She smiles: "Wonderful. I really wish to do that again..." Merlin wispers into her ear again: "And don't speak so much." Lady Ainea bows: "MyLord, I'll go to my chambers to prepare for the evening." She turns towards Merlin: "Thank you Merlin." and leaves the room. All men look after her. Arthur askes Merlin by his side: "Merlin what have you done with her?" Merlin smiles: "I only spoke with her. Believe me, nothing more." Arthur still wonders: "Then leave me now. Prepare the evening meal. And Merlin, I need to see you later in my chambers." Merlin smiles and bows: "Of course MyLord. " and leaves the room. Lord Bayard asks King Arthur: "He is your servant, isn't he? You and Merlin are very close." Arthur smiles: "I know him since years and he wouldn't do anything that could hurt me. If he says he only spoke with her, than he spoke with her. " Arthur smiles and turns back to Lord Bayard.

In Lady Aine´'s chamber, Lord Bayard enters. Lady Aine´ sits in front of a mirror, she smiles. Lord Bayard walks to her and stands himself behind her. Both see each other in the mirror. Lord Bayard also smiles: "You look so happy?" Lady Aine´ blushs: "I'm happy. Merlin is such a lovely guy." She sighs. Lord Bayard asks: "Merlin? Arthur's servant? You like him?" Lady Aine´ looks down to the ground: "Yes, I do. I like him very much." Lord Bayard adds: "Would it make you happy to marry him?" Lady Aine´ turns arround: "Would it be possible? He is a servant." Lord Bayard shakes his head: "At first he seems to be the man that makes you happy. And if a servant makes you happy, than that's the way it is." She hugs her guardian: "It would make me unbelievable happy!" Lord Bayard strokes her head: "Then I'll talk with King Arthur and Merlin tomorrow. Go to bed now." He kisses her forehead and leaves the room. In front of a mirror sits a happily smiling young woman.

Arthur sits behind his desk in his chambers. Merlin stands in front of him and shows him different clothes: "Arthur please. Decide what you want to wear. Even Gwen is faster in getting dressed." Arthur sighs: "Don't I look fat in this clothes?" Merlin puts the clothes he holds down: "No. You look great. In whatever you are going to dress tonight. Ask Gwen if you don't believe me." Arthur isn't convinced: "I'm sure she will look amazing." Merlin grins: "You want to impress her?" Arthur adds: "Of course. I don't want her to think she has a bad looking husband." Merlin still grins: "That must be love. Arthur, I'm sure she loves whatever you choose." It knocks. Arthur turns towards the door: "Enter!" Lord Bayard enters the room. "Thank you Merlin. Leave me now. And Merlin, prepare your own clothes. Or don't you want to impress nobody?" Merlin smiles: "Why should I want to impress you? Or does the wine tastes better when I'm wearing pretty clothes?" He grins. Arthur shakes his head: "Merlin go out!" Merlin grins and leaves the room. Lord Bayard just stands there and wonders. Arthur looks up to him: "I'm sorry Lord Bayard. Seems I have to remember him who he is. Sometimes he is forgetting that." He smiles: "What can I do for you Lord Bayard?" Lord Bayard still looks at the door. He turns towards Arthur: "I want to speak with you about Merlin." Arthur sighs: "What has he done? I'm sorry, sometimes he is just a clumsy fool." Lord Bayard smiles: "Nothing happend, everything is fine. At least I have some questions about Merlin. That's all." Now it is Arthur's turn to wonder: "About Merlin?" Lord Bayard walks closer to Arthur: "What I want to know is: is Merlin married? Has he family?" Arthur is still wondering: "He isn't married. He lives here with my court physician Gaius. Gaius is his guardian. Merlin's mother lives in King Lot's kingdom. That's all. He is my manservant and a good physician. And how you noticed, he is special." Lord Bayard smiles: "Indeed. Thank you." Arthur asks: "What is the reason for that questions Lord Bayard?" Lord Bayard turns towards the door: "I try to find a husband for Lady Aine´. She wants to marry Merlin. And I think about allowing that. Seems he is a good man." Arthur isn't able to answer, he leaves his mouth open. Lord Bayard opens the door and turns arround for a last time: "King Arthur, I'll see you at the feast." and leaves the room. Arthur is shocked and unable to move.

In the throne room, King Arthur stands in front of his throne. He is dressed up. Merlin wears his red jacket (you remember he weared when Arthur married Gwen) and stands by his side. Arthur is nervous: "Where is Gwen? She should be here by now." Merlin smiles: "She is a woman, they always need more time." He grins. Lord Bayard enters the room followed by a beautiful dressed young woman. Merlin smiles at her. As Arthur notices their view, he first looks to Merlin then to Lady Aine´. As he recognises how they smile at each other, he looks worried. Queen Gwen enters the room. How beautiful she is! All eyes are on her! And her dress! Wow! Arthur is smashed! He walks down to his wife and takes her hand: "You are the most beautiful woman here!" He smiles and Gwen laughs: "And you are the biggest prince charming today!" They kiss each other and enter the dancing area. Arthur takes the word. His voice is loud and confident: "Welcome to all friends and guests!" He raises his hand and the music starts. King Arthur and Queen Gwen are opening the Ball. Merlin watches them smiling: "They are such a beauty couple." He didn't noticed that Sir Gwaine has taken his place by his side. Sir Gwaine hands him a goblet with wine: "Yes, they are." Merlin turns arround to Sir Gwaine and takes the goblet. They smile at each other. More couples enter the dancing area. They dance a big circle according to the music. View to Arthur and Gwen: Arthur is concentrated on his moves: "You dance so wonderful. And me? How often did I made a wrong step?" Gwen smiles: "You have trained. You do a lot better this time. You should thank Merlin for that." View to Lord Bayard: A knight of Camelot bows before Lord Bayard: "Lord Bayard, I'd wish to dance with your beautiful ward." Lord Bayard looks over to Lady Aine´, she nods. He looks back to the knight: "It is a pleasure." The knight bows again and leads Lady Aine´ to the dancing area. View to Merlin and Sir Gwaine: Sir Gwaine watches Lady Aine´ and the knight entering the dancing area: "Merlin, seems your Lady Aine´ has a cavalier." Merlin nods: "Yes, I hope they enjoy each other." Sir Gwaine wonders: "Come on, aren't you a little jealous?" Merlin turns his view to his friend: "No, I'm not. Why does all people think that she is my girl?" Sir Gwaine grins: "You should see your shining eyes!" Merlin shakes his head: "I'm not in love with her. I like her. That's why it makes me happy to see her happy. That's all. Nothing more." Sir Gwaine still grins: "Of course Merlin." View to Lady Aine´: The knight and Lady Aine´ are dancing. The knight makes her compliments: "Lady Aine´, you are a wonderful dancer." Lady Aine´ smiles: "I can say the same about you." The knight adds: "Only for you I try my best!" Lady Aine´ blushes. They change dancing places and the knight goes on: "You are a beauty, rich and the king's ward. I'm sure your husband will stay close to Lord Bayard." Lady Aine´'s smile dies: "Thank you for your compliments." View back to Arthur and Gwen: The music stops. King Arthur and Queen Gwen go back to their thrones and sit down. Merlin serves a tablet with goblets of wine. Arthur handles one to Gwen. Both raise their goblets. Merlin wispers into Arthur's ears: "Don't tell me you can't go on? You should spend more time training." He grins. Arthur turns his head towards Merlin and looks up into his eyes: "I'll start tomorrow morning and you will attend my training as my partner. What about a swordfight with me?" Gwen shakes his head and starts a chat with Lord Bayard, who stands by her side. View back to Lady Aine´ and the knight: The knight bows and leads Lady Aine´ back to Lord Bayard. She bows. As the knight leaves, she stops smiling and leaves the throne room. Merlin watches her: "MyLord, I look after Lady Aine´. I'm back in some minutes." Arthur looks at his friend: "Of course Merlin." Merlin bows and follows Lady Aine´. King Arthur watches him worried.

Lady Aine´ sits on the stairs in the courtyard. Her eyes are filled with tears. Merlin sits down by her side. He looks at her: "What is wrong?" Lady Aine´ doesn't look up: "Nothing." Merlin strokes her head: "I see that." He smiles at her: "It is such a wonderful evening." Lady Aine´ adds: "Yes, really wonderful." But Merlin doesn't give up: "Has it something to do with your cavalier? Seems you impressed him very much with your beauty and your passion." Lady Aine´ shakes her head: "Oh yeah he was unbelievable impressed from my status as ward of Lord Bayard. He is like all the others." Merlin takes her chin in his hand and lifts her face up, he looks into her sad and tears filled eyes: "He is a fool. Forget him, you'll find another who fits you better." He drys her face with his shirt. Lady Aine´ adds: "It isn't just about him. It is.. it is always the same. I don't go back. I'm sure all the others inside the throne room are thinking the same about me. Nobody is really interested in me, they are only intersted in my money and in what I'm." Merlin shakes his head: "You'll find the right man, I'm sure. But for now, we have to go back inside." She stands up: "I go to bed. They won't miss me." Merlin takes her hand: "Are you sure you want to miss the dancing, the music, the fun.. with your friends?" Lady Aine´ sounds sadly: "What friends? You are my only friend. And dancing means nothing to me without the right person. How can I enjoy the music knowing they all only want to dance with me because of my position." Merlin smiles at her: "I'll stay close to you, I promise. And I look after you. Just forget the reason they dance with you and enjoy the moment. Handle them as they are: fools!" He grins. In that moment the band starts playing another song. Lady Aine´ smiles: "Merlin, dance with me." Merlin shakes his head: "I'm just a servant. I can't go in there and dance with you." Lady Aine´ still smiles: "Then let us dance here, here outside, in the courtyard. Nobody will see us. please Merlin." Merlin bows and leads her downstairs. In the courtyard they dance under the moon and the stars. Lady Aine´'s eyes shine and she smiles with all her heart. As the music stops, Merlin bows again. Lady Aine´ laughs happily: "Thank you Merlin. You saved my day." She kisses his forehead and walkes smiling back into the throne room. Merlin looks up surprised and looks after her. As he looks up to the windows of the throne room, he notices Arthur watching out of the window. His face is scared.

Lol.... Is Author jealous or what??? Didn't he wish Merlin to be married? Next Please

Merlin knocks on Lord Bayard's door. As he enters, Lord Bayard awaits him: "Merlin, we need to talk a bit." Merlin bows and answers: "This are exactly my thoughts." He closes th door. Lord Bayard nods: "Come over here and sit down." Merlin walks towards Lord Bayard and both take a seat at the table. Lord Bayard takes the word: "Merlin, I'm sure you noticed that Lady Aine´likes you." Merlin smiles: "She is a wonderful woman." And Lord Bayard nods: "Yes, she is. And I want to make her glad. And I found out that you make her glad." Merlin shakes his head: "I'm only a servant." Lord Bayard smiles: "We both know, you are not. You are a close friend of the king and a good physician." But Merlin shakes his head again: "But I'm not a noble, not a knight." Lord Bayard nods: "That's true. But your queen also wasn't a noble one. And I see how glad she makes your king." Merlin smiles: "Yes, they love each other with all their heart." Lord Bayard looks straight into Merlin's eyes: "And what about you? Do you love Lady Aine´?" Merlin shakes his head: "I'm sorry. But I don't. My love belongs to my king and to Camelot. I could never leave him." Lord Bayard sighs: "That's sad Merlin. Lady Aine´will be very sad when I'll tell her. Merlin stands up: "I'm sorry. But I couldn't make her happy." Lord Bayard nods: "I understand. Thank you for your honesty." Merlin bows and leaves the room.

In the morning, Merlin enters Lady Aine´s room. He bows: "I'm here to pick you up. Are you ready? The wait for you in the courtyard." Lady Aine´sighs: "Yes, I'm. I wished I could stay here. Or you would come with me." Merlin smiles: "You know, I can't." Lady Aine´turns off his face: "You can. But you don't want." Merlin shakes his head: "Aine´, I have to stay here. It is my duty to stay with Arthur, to serve and protect him. This is my home. And your home is in Mercia." He pauses and makes some steps towards her and takes her hand. She turns towards him. Merlin adds: "You are a wonderful woman. Never forget that. I'm sur you'll find the right man. The one who loves you as you deserve it. The one who loves you more then I ever could." Lady Aine´nods: "Thank you Merlin. I wish you all the best. I hope you'll find your love." Merlin smiles: "Are you ready?" Lady Aine´ nods again: "I'll miss you." She drys a tear with her hand and turns towards the door: "I'm sure they are waiting."

In the courtyard King Arthur and Lord Bayard stand in front of the stairs. They are shaking hands: "It was good to see you again King Arthur." Arthur nods: "My pleasure." Lady Aine´leaves the castle with Merlin following her. Lord Bayard hugs her, he wispers: "Are you ready?" Lady Aine´makes a step backwards and looks up: "Yes. I am. I just want to say goodbye." She turns towards Merlin: "Goodbye Merlin." Merlin bows: "Goodbye Lady Aine´! I wish you all the best." Lady Aine´nods. Another tear makes it's way. She turns arround and walks over to her horse. Merlin takes his place by Arthur's side. Lord Bayard and his men sit up their horses. Arthur takes a step backwards: "Lord Bayard, I wish you and Lady Aine´a safe journey." Lord Bayard nods: "Goodbye and greetings to your queen." Arthur nods and smiles. Lord Bayard and his entourage leave the courtyard. Arthur turns towards Merlin: "Why aren't you gone with her?" Merlin looks into his friend's eyes: "You were right. I never could leave you." He bows and walks up the stairs into the castle. Arthur smiles and follows him. As he reaches him, he puts his arm arround his shoulder and strokes through Merlin's hair.

comment 4 more update till 2morrow.curtain falls 4 day part

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Chapter 1 King Arthur and his servant Merlin are standing outside the castle on the training ground. They stand behind a small wall and look down to the lower town watching people arriving and leaving. Suddenly a wagon pulled by a horse makes its way up to the street and stops in front of the tavern "Rising Sun". Two riders on horses are following that wagon. As they arrive, they jump off their horses and the driver jumps off his wagon. They are big and strong, dark haired, unshaved and wearing dark clothes. The wagon carries a big cage. In that cage three men wearing worn-out clothes crouch. A boy from the tavern arrives. The men hand him their reins. The driver adds: "Water the horses!" and enters together with his friends the tavern. Before he closes the door, he calls: "And fingers of that cage!" Merlin wonders: "Who are they? And what are they doing here?" Arthur sighs: "Slave traders." Merlin turns towards Arthur: "Slave traders?" Arthur nods: "Yes, Merlin. I'm sure they are on their way to Queen Annis's kingdom." Merlin turns back towards the tavern: "Can I look after that slaves? Please?" Arthur nods again: "Alright. But don't cause any trouble. They are dangerous, handle them won't be pleasure. Take Sir Gwaine with you. Help them as much as you can." Merlin shakes his head: "I don't understand how a man can buy another one." Arthur puts his hand on Merlin's shoulder: "Not in Camelot. But different kingdoms - different laws. We have to respect that, even if we don't like it. In Queen Annis's kingdom to own a slave is usual. I wished I could do more for them." He turns towards the castle and leaves the training ground. Merlin and Sir Gwaine enter the tavern. The slave traders are sitting at a table for lunch. Sir Gwaine makes steps forward until he stands close to them. He looks arround in their faces: "I'm Sir Gwaine of Camelot. And by order of the king, I want you to finish your meals and leave the city." The driver looks up: "Why?" Sir Gwaine adds: "Slave traders aren't welcome in Camelot. I'm sure you know that." The driver answers angrily: "You know that the contract signed between King Arthur and Queen Annis allow that we can pass your kingdom. That includes to rest." Now it is Sir Gwaine who gets angrily: "You can pass our kingdom and you can rest. But you can do that outside our city. So finish your meal and leave it." The driver bows: "Of course. We do as you wish." Now Merlin takes a step towards the slave traders: "Please, I want to look after your slaves." The driver looks up to him: "That isn't necessary. Thank you." But Sir Gwaine adds: "His name is Merlin. He is the kings servant and a physician. And Arthur told him to look after your slaves." The driver stands up: "As you wish. I lead you to my wagon." Merlin, Sir Gwaine and the driver leave the tavern.

In front of the tavern stands that wagon and a boy waters the horses. The driver walks arround the wagon and unlocks a big padlock to open the cage. Merlin climbs into it. The three slaves in the cage frighten and draw back as much as can. They are shackled with iron shackles. Merlin smiles at them: "There is no need to be afraid. I'm Merlin. I'm a physician and I want to look after you. Show me your hands."He takes one hand of a young boy in his own. His iron shackle has caused bad wounds arround his wrist. Merlin looks horrified at the diver: "Take off their shackles, now!" But the driver grins evil: "I don't have to. They are mine and I can do what I want with them." Merlin shakes his head: "Maybe, but at first I thought you are a trader. I ask you: how to sell slaves without hands? If you don't take off their shackles, they are going to loose them, if they survive it." The driver comes closer to the cage and looks at that hand of the boy: "This idiot! My new trading partner has locked this shackles to tightly." Merlin looks up to the driver: "Please, take off their shackles. I can help your slaves. They are still catched in that cage, they won't run away." The driver sighs: "Alright, but hurry up!" He takes off the shackles of the slaves. Merlin looks over to Sir Gwaine: "Would you please hand me my medicine bag?" As he hands it to Merlin, Merlin adds: "Thank you. I'll manage now." Sir Gwaine isn't convinced, suspicious he looks at the driver: "Are you sure?" Merlin smiles: "Of course. Go, I know you have other work to do." Sir Gwaine makes a step towards the driver.: "I'm sure you understand the order of the king. You have to leave the city after finishing your meal. I'll controle that later. When I come back, I don't want to see you and your friends here anymore." The driver bows. Sir Gwaine turns towards Merlin: "See you later Merlin!" and walks up towards the castle. Merlin cleans the wounds and bandages one wrist after the other. The driver watches him: "You are a skilled physician. Didn't that knight said that you are a servant? How is that come along?" Merlin is concentrated on his work: "I'm Arthur's servant, that's right. But I live together with my guardian Gaius. He is the court physician. He told me a lot." The driver wonders: "A servant with skills of a physician, interesting combination." As the two other slave traders leave the tavern, they discuss all together in the background. Merlin doesn't notices that, he finishes his work. The boy hands all men their reins back and enters the tavern. Merlin closes his medicine bag: "I did it. But you should change their bandages every day." As he tries to climb out of the cage, he gets a heavy blow on his head and faints on the floor of that cage. The driver has knocked him out with his dagger. He locks the cage and big padlock. Hurrying they leave the city. The heavy wagon shakes that much, that Merlin's medicine bag falls out of that cage on the ground and rolls besides the street into the gras. Arthur enters Gaius chambers. The old man is having his evening meal. That place in front of him is empty. Arthur walks through the room: "Gaius, can you tell me where I find my servant?" Gaius shakes his head: "I thought he spends the day with you? He isn't returned." Arthur wonders: "Are you sure?" Gaius stops eating and stands up: "Sure. I've seen him last time when he left for his work. What is it?" Arthur looks into Gaius eyes: "This is a question I should ask you. You and Merlin, you don't have any secrets which you are trying to hide before me?" Gaius shakes his head: "No. What about the tavern?" Arthur smiles: "Finally, we both know that Merlin didn't spend his time in the tavern. So come on, where is he gone?" Gaius sighs: "MyLord, I wished I knew."

Merlin awakes. As he opens his eyes, he sees the sky through a cage. And everything is trumbling, even he doesn't move. He sits up and a bad pain runs through his head. As he touches that position with his hand, he feels dried blood. There is a small wound on his head, but it stopped bleeding by now. His jacket is dirty and his scraf is covered with his blood. He looks arround. Now he notices the three other slaves in that cage. He remembers that he bandages their wounds: "What happened?" But they don't answer, they just look at him. They are too frightened. As Merlin turns his head arround he recognises the driver: "What am I doing her? And where am I? And where am I going to?" The driver laughs: "Merlin, slept enough?" He calls one of the riders: "Look after our new arrival!" The rider grins and rides side by side to the cage: "You are on your way to Queen Annis's kingdom. You are going to be sold as all other slaves." Merlin scares: "I'm not a slave. I'm a free citizen of Camelot." The rider grins again: "Maybe you have been that, now you are a slave. You will bring us a lot of money." Merlin shakes his head: "You can't do that, This is against the laws." The rider laughs loudly: "I have no interest in laws. Get used to it." Merlin tries to stand up: "Let me out of that cage or.." The rider laughs even more louder: "Or what? Do you really think there is only one person missing you? You have been the king's servant. I'm sure he has more then one. Wake up! Now other rules count!" He laughs again and rides away. In King Arthur's chambers he sits at his desk. Restless he looks towards the door. Sir Gwaine enters the room: "MyLord what is it? You have called?" Arthur stands up: "Merlin is missing. When did you see him for the last time?" Sir Gwaine thinks about it for a moment, then he answers: "At the wagon of these slave traders. He bandaged the wounds of that slaves in that cage. Then he send me away. He told me, he'll manage." Arthur is beside himself: "You left him alone with that slave traders? When was that?" Sir Gwaine thinks about it again: "It was time for lunch. We disturbed them during having their meals." Sir Gwaine makes a step forward towards his king: "Arthur, you and me, we know that he can look after himself." Arthur nods: "Yes, you are right. But something is wrong. I don't know." Sir Gwaine frowns: "Did you talked with Gaius?" Arthur takes his seat behind his desk: "Of course, I did. He isn't at home. And it is getting dark now." Sir Gwaine walks towards the door: "I'll take a look into the lower town. Don't worry, I'm sure, he is alright." Arthur sighs: "I hope you are right." Sir Gwaine leaves the room.

Sir Gwaine passes the courtyard and enters the lower town. In front of the tavern he stops and looks arround. Everything is alright, the slave traders left the city. He enters the tavern and asks the host: "These slave traders today, what can you tell me about them?" The host fills a tankard with met: "They had their meals here until you and Merlin came in. One of them left the tavern together with you both. The other men finished their meals. After they left the tavern, they soon left the city." Sir Gwaine drinks. As he finished: "Thanks. What about Merlin? Did you see him?" The host shakes his head: "Not after leaving the tavern together with you." He refills the tankard: "But wait, I'll call our boy." Sir Gwaine drinks while he waits. As the host and the boy arrive, Sir Gwaine asks: "You have watered the horses of that slave traders today, haven't you?" The boy nods. Sir Gwaine adds: "Tell me, when did they left the city?" The boy answers unsure: "I hold the reins of their horses and watered them. Suddenly you, Merlin and the driver came out of the tavern. You left and Merlin bandaged the wounds of that men inside that cage. Nearly at the same time as the other men left the tavern, Merlin finished his work. I handed them their reins back and returned into the tavern. I remember Merlin told them, that he did it. Some minutes later I watched them through the window. They left the city." Sir Gwaine looks straight into the boys face: "And Merlin?" The boy answers: "I haven't seen him anymore." Sir Gwaine smiles: "Thank you." and hands him a coin. The boy leaves the room. The host brings another jug filled with met: "What is it?" Sir Gwaine shakes his head: "Everything is alright. Merlin is missing. For a moment I thought that this slave trades could have catched him, but the boy would have told me, when he had seen Merlin in that cage while the wagon left the city." He grins: "Maybe Merlin needed some time off?" He looks at the host and his jug: "Why don't you refill my tankard? We don't want to warm up that tasty met inside that jug."

The wagon stops. It is dark as the driver jumps off it. He looks arround: "Enough for today. The horses need to rest." He looks over to his friends: "I'll make a fire, you care about our merchandises." While the driver unloads some blankets and makes a fire, his partners open the cage. The four men inside get off. Merlin reels. Both men lead them to a small creek. Merlin and the other slaves go down on their knees. While the others drink, cleans Merlin his face and bloddy hands. He takes off his scarf to clean his wound. Merlin observes his guards. Both hold a torch to light up the place. Arround them it is really dark, you can't see anything. The guards are talking with each other, they are distracted. Merlin's eyes change his colour and he sees a way passing the trees. He jumps up and runs towards that path. Before he disappears in the darkness, he fails to see a root. He stumbles and falls down on the ground. He tries to stand up, but the slave traders are over him. Before he is able to react, he gets another heavy blow on his head. As he awakes some minutes later he finds himself back in the cage. His hands are shackled and fixed on the cage. He is hardly able to move. As he tries to stand up, a sickness comes over him. After he vomits, he falls back on the floor. Exhausted he closes his eyes and falls asleep. Midnight. The door of the tavern opens and Sir Gwaine leaves. He reels some steps. With one hand he props up on the wall in front of him. With his other hand he opens his trousers. After peeing, he stumbles. Abruptly Sir Gwaine is clear again: "This is Merlin's medicine bag." as he lifts it up. "What the hell?" He looks down to the ground, where he found it. Suddenly he realises what happened. He looks up to the tavern, to the gate: Damned!" As fast as he can he runs back into the castle.

Thats how people do take one's nice act for granted.... They never knew whom Merlin is, because he shows them his good side, they took advantage of it..... Next please

Arthur and Gwen are sleeping, as it knocks on their door. Gwen turns arround, she didn't wake up, so it is Arthur's turn to leave the bed. He opens the door and views into Sir Gwaine's eyes. Arthur yawns: "What is it Gwaine? And if it isn't important I swear you, I'll kill.." Before Arthur finishs the sentence, Sir Gwaine interrupts him: "Something happened to Merlin. I.." Now Arthur is awake, he makes a step outside his chamber and closes his door behind him. Both find themselfes on the corridor. Arthur asks: "So, start again. What is with Merlin?" Sir Gwaine answers: "I was in the tavern.." Arthur nods: "I smell that." But Sir Gwaine doesn't stop talking: "I asked for that slave traders. Everything seemed fine as they left Camelot." Arthur gets impatient: "Gwaine!" Sir Gwaine wispers: "I found this on the ground beside the street. Merlin would never have left it there." He hands Merlin's medicine bag to his king. Arthur looks at it and wonders: "What does that mean? Where is Merlin? Did you found him?" Sir Gwaine shakes his head: "I'm sorry, I fear they abducted him." Arthur looks up to Sir Gwaine: "They won't be that stupid. They should know that somebody would notice that Merlin is missing." But Sir Gwaine shakes his head again: "He is just a servant. Who cares? I'm sure they don't believe that only one men would look for him." Arthur gets angrily now: "Merlin is maybe a servant, but I do care about him. And we will find him." Sir Gwaine smiles: "Just like me. I'll start looking for him." Arthur shakes his head: "You won't. Gwaine, you'll go to bed now. Get rest. Sleep off your drunkenness!" But Sir Gwaine doesn't listen: "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have left him alone. I was such an idiot. I leave the castle as fast as I can." He turns arround to leave, but Arthur holds him back: "Gwaine it is dark outside, you can't go now. I know it is hard but we have to wait until dawn. I'm sure the slave traders also rest now." Sir Gwaine shakes his head: "They have a big projection." And Arthur adds: "And a heavy wagon. Go to bed now. We will find him, tomorrow." Sir Gwaine nods: "Promise me not to leave without me?" Arthur smiles: "I promise." Before Sir Gwaine turns arround he adds: "This shouldn't have happend." Arthur touches his shoulder: "Go to bed now, I need you in the morning." Sir Gwaine sighs. Arthur adds: "We will find him. And we bring him back home." Both shake hands and Sir Gwaine leaves in direction of his room. Arthur sneaks back into his chamber and starts dressing. There is still a light in Gaius chambers as Arthur enters the room. A small candle burns. Gaius sits at the table and sleeps with his head on it. As Arthur closes the door, he awakes. As Gaius recognises his king, he is disappointed: "MyLord, you aren't sleeping?" Arthur walks through the room: "Not more then you." Gaius nods: "I'm worried. Merlin didn't come home last night." Arthur sighs and puts Merlin's medicine bag on the table: "Gwaine found it near the tavern. I fear Merlin has been kidnapped by slave traders." Gaius takes the bag and strokes over it. He looks up: "You have to find him, promise me." Arthur nods: "We will. I promise." He puts his hands on Gaius shoulders: "I promise I'll bring him home. We leave at dawn." Gaius nods: "Thank you. But be careful, Merlin won't want that you are in danger because of him." Arthur tries a smile, nods and leaves the room.

At dawn, three knights prepare for leaving the castle. Arthur walks downstairs: "Hurry up! I hope everybody has rested?" Sir Gwaine grumbles and jumps on his horse. He passes the half of the courtyard and looks back: "Come on!" His horse dances nervously. Arthur looks over to Sir Percival: "Look after him. I don't want him to do something he'll later regret." Sir Percival nods and rides by Sir Gwaine's side. Now Arthur looks over to Galahad: "And you? Stay with me!" Both jump on their horses. Together they leave the courtyard. Through the window Gwen and Sir Leon watch them leaving. Gwen isn't convinced: "I don't like it. Merlin isn't with him. These slave traders are dangerous." Sir Leon smiles: "MyLady, he has three knights by his side. There is no need to worry. I know that Merlin always looks after our king. But I also believe that three knights should be able to handle it likewise. I'm sure they find Merlin and bring him home." Gwen smiles: "Of course, you are right." Sir Leon adds: "And I'm sure Sir Gwaine, Sir Percival and Sir Galahad handle a sword much better as Merlin could. They are knights of Camelot. And Merlin is our friend, but a servant. Our knights will manage." Gwen wonders about Sir Leon's words. But then she remembers, that he don't know about Merlin. She sighs: "But nevertheless, I don't like it."

D destiny of a kingdom lays in d shoulder of a young lad,his name is........

One gush of cold water awakes Merlin. He jumps up and faces the driver holding an empty bucket. He grins: "Welcome is Annis's kingdom, in her city." Merlin looks arround, his head hurts and his hands are shackled with big iron shackles. On of the riders appears, he fixes Merlin's iron shackles on a iron grid next to a tent on a market. As Merlin turns arround, he finds the other three slaves from the wagon by his side. The rider and the driver grin and enter the tent. This gives Merlin the chance to look arround. It is a big market with lots of traders and visiters. On the other side are more tents with even more slaves in front of them. The slaves look as frightend as the slaves by his side. They won't be any help. In front of this slaves, people have a look at them. One of this people, a man wearing expensive clothes, examines hands and teeth of some slaves. Disgusted Merlin leaves viewing this man. In the other direction of the market is a podium. On it, you find two posts. On every post is fixed a chain with a shakle. Merlin shudders. In this moment the expensive dressed man appears in front of Merlin and looks at him. The driver leaves the tent and the man asks: "What about him? Is he alright?" and points with his fingers at Merlin. "Where did you get him from?" The driver bows and answers: "We bought him on our way to the town. His old master had enough of him." Merlin shouts angriliy: "You are lying. You and your friends knocked me out and kidnapped me!" The driver shakes his head: "What have I told you? His master wasn't able to handle him anymore." The expensive dressed man smiles: "Seems he has a lot of energy. Is he healthy?" The driver nods: "Yes he is. Maybe a bit harassed through the journey, but he is." The expensive dressed man makes a step closer to Merlin: "What is your name boy?" Merlin doesn't react, his view goes on the floor. The driver catches Merlin's hair and pulls his head up: "His master was to weak for him. He needs a strong hand. His name is Merlin." The expensive dressed man touches Merlin's arms and legs: "He is strong, not that thin and weak like the other slaves. What has he done bevor?" The driver smiles: "He worked as a servant and aided a physician. " The expensive dressed man looks up: "Helped a physician?" The driver grins: "Yes. He worked in a physician's house." The expensive dressed man nods: "Let me see" and opens his bag to bring on a plant: "What is this and for what would you use it?" Merlin doesn't answers. He closes his eyes. The driver strengthens the pressure on Merlin's head: "Answer!" Merlin yowls and wispers: "It is yarrow and it can be used for digestive. It is also can be used to purifier blood and.." The driver takes his hand of Merlin's head and grins evil: "As I've told you. Why don't you come in? We can talk about him better inside the tent." The expensive man nods and both enter the tent.

Hmmmm....... I feel like crushing those slave-trader right now.... Next

Four riders hunt along a street towards Queen Annis's kingdom. As Arthur shows his hand they stop: "This is a good place to rest. Down there is water for the horses, there is a little creek." The king jumps off his horse and looks up to Sir Gwaine. Sir Gwaine's view follows the street: "We can't rest, we need to hurry! The slave traders, I'm sure they made it into the city." Arthur shakes his head: "Gwaine, the horses need to rest." But Sir Gwaine doesn't listen: "Maybe Merlin is sold in that moment!" Arthur shouts at him: "Gwaine!" Sir Gwaine looks arround to his king. "Gwaine, we will find him. But we need our horses for that. If we want to ride into Queen Annis's kingdom, the horses need to rest." Sir Gwaine looks back towards the street: "I.." But Arthur reaches him again: "Gwaine, I'm worried as you are. But we have to keep calm. Riding our horses to death, won't help us." He pauses and adds: "Come on, water the horses!" Sir Gwaine nods and jumps off his horse. King Arthur turns towards his other knights: "Sir Percival, Sir Galahad, I want you to have a look arround here." Both nod and jump off their horses to disappear in the woods. Sir Gwaine grumbles and leads the horses towards the little creek. He goes on his knees to refresh his face and drink. As he stands up again, his attention is catched. Carefully he makes a step into the water and lifts something up. It is Merlin's scarf with still some bloody marks on it. Panic comes up, he looks arround shouting: "Merlin! Merlin!" He searches behind every tree, through every leaf pile and in every bush. Nothing. Arthur appears: "What is it?" Without saying something Sir Gwaine shows him Merlin's scarf. Both look each other in their eyes. Sir Galahad and Sir Percival return: "Here is nothing arround. All we found are some trails of a heavy wagon. Somebody stayed here last night." Arthur nods: "You know what that means, don't you?" Sir Percival adds: "That slave traders." And Sir Gwaine adds: "And they have Merlin. Look what I've found!" All look horrified towards Merlin's scarf. Sir Gwaine turns arround and jumps on his horse: "If they have hurt him, I'll.." Arthur walks over to Sir Gwaine's horse and holds it: "Gwaine, don't! The horses need to rest!" With tears in his eyes Sir Gwaine answers: "Don't you see that? Something is wrong with Merlin. Maybe he is already dead.." His king interrupts him: "No, he isn't. He is alive. And now come on, I promise we go on looking for him as fast as possible." Sir Gwaine jumps off his horse again. Arthur touches his shoulder and turns towards the others: "And now let's eat. We won't find him, if we are to weak to stay on a horse."

The driver and the expensive dressed man leave the tent. The driver bows: "Thank you. It was a pleasure to make transactions with you." The expensive man nods and shouts over to two guards. Merlin sits on the ground and observes the on going scenes arround him. As the two guards reach the expensive dressed man, they bow and he adds: "Take him. Follow me to the forge." The guards pull Merlin up and lead him after the expensive dressed man. Together they enter a dark room. It is hot in here. The blacksmith appears and bows: "At your service." The expensive dressed man smiles: "I need your help like always. My new slave needs his mark." Merlin winces: "You won't mark me like a horse? Will you? I'm not an animal!" He tugs on his shackles. The expensive dressed man grins: "Of course not. You could get an infection, it is to dangerous. You should know that." The blacksmith makes a step towards Merlin and looks at his neck. Merlin tries to go backwards, but his guards hold him. The blacksmith sighs and leaves the room for a moment. The expensive dressed man turns towards Merlin and explains: "My name is Lord Ryan. I'm your new master. I expect your full obedience. Otherwise I'll teach you that. Today you get your mark. It is an iron neck shackle with my coat of arms on it. So every citizen, every guard knows that you are a slave and that you are mine." Merlin shouts: "I'm not a slave! I'm a free citizen. And first of all, I'm not yours. I already have a master, who I serve. He has my loyality." Lord Ryan grins: "Merlin, I believe that. You don't behave like a slave." Merlin wonders: "So you'll let me go?" Lord Ryan laughs: "No! Merlin, I've paid a lot of money for you. I won't let you go. You better get used to it." Merlin shouts angrily: "I won't! You have to free me!" He tugs again on his shackles. Lord Ryan smile dies: "Enough! I'll teach you how to behave like a slave!" The blacksmith returns carrying that neck shackle. Merlin tries to avoid, but he has no chance. The blacksmith closes that ring arround his neck and locks it with a padlock. As he hands the key to Lord Ryan, he adds: "It is always a pleasure." Lord Ryan hands some coins to the blacksmith and turns towards the guards: "Bring him to the hospital!" The guards bow and leave the forge pulling a despaired Merlin with them.

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I'm afraid it would take a long time before they could find Merlin.......... @Somkhid Lol...... Who is that one person? Who offended you here? Let everybody had a good night wishes from you ooo! Good Night

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As the four men enter the hospital, Lord Ryan orders: "Take off his shackles and wait outside the house." They unlock Merlin's shackles and leave. Lord Ryan looks into Merlin's sad face: "This is your new home. Here you'll live and work. This is your resting place." He points at a blanket on the floor. "You'll serve the people inside. Serve the dinner and wash them. Come on!" Merlin looks arround. It is a small kitchen. Lord Ryan opens another door: "This is their resting room. I'm a physician and you'll help me as much as you can. You'll do everything I'll order." Merlin isn't able to speak. As they enter the room, Merlin's new master adds: "At first you'll prepare the beds." Merlin looks through the room: six beds stand inside, in two of them stay two sick men. "The four empty beds need fresh blankets. And then you'll make us some food. And Merlin, don't ever think about running away. The two guards stand in fornt of the door. And with your shackle arround your neck, everybody who catches you, will bring you back to me." Merlin nods and Lord Ryan smiles: "I'm sure we'll come along. I'm a good master, if you are a good slave. I need your help here." He smiles again: "You find some fresh blankets over there. Come on Merlin, start working." In the evening, Merlin sits exhausted on his blanket. It was a day full of work. Lord Ryan enters the room: "Well done Merlin. You are a really help, you are a good physician. I'm sure your former master was proud of you." Merlin looks up: "He'll come and take me home." Lord Ryan shakes his head: "Merlin, forget him. You belong to me now. And I won't let you go. I've paid for you. Even he'll comes, he has no right to take you with him. Get rest now. I'll see you in the morning." He leaves the house and Merlin listens how he locks the door. He stands up and looks out of the window. The two guards are still in front of the door. He goes back to his blanket and sighs.

Gwen enters Gaius's chambers. The physician sits on Merlin's bed. Gwen sits down by his side and puts her hand on his shoulder. Gaius looks up. Gwen smiles: "I'm sure he is alright. Arthur will find him and take him home." Gaius nods: "I'm sure he will." He sighs: "But I'm still worried." Gwen nods: "Just like me. But we have to trust Arthur." Gaius smiles: "I do. Arthur and Merlin, they belong together." He pauses and adds: "And to me." Gwen smiles and hugs him: "I know. I know." At the same time Arthur and his knights reach Queen Annis's royal court. As they enter her big hall, Queen Annis looks surpised at them: "King Athur, what are you doing here?" Arthur sighs: "I'm sorry your highness for appearing that late unannounced. We were following a trail of slave traders into your city." Queen Annis wonders: "Why?" King Arthur sighs again: "We suppose, they kidnapped my servant." Queen Annis wonders even more: "You made the whole way to look for your fool?" Arthur smiles: "Exactly. Please allow me to look for him into your city." Queen Annis shakes his head but answers: "Of course. I'll see what I can do for you tomorrow. Please be my guest." Arthur bows: "Thank you your highness." She looks towards his knights: "And who are they?" Arthur takes a step besides and explains: "These are three of my finest knights. This are Sir Galahad, Sir Percival and Sir Gwaine." The queen looks from one to another and stops at Sir Gwaine: "Do we know us?" Sir Gwaine bows: "No, but it is a pleasure to meet you." Queen Annis asks again: "I'm sure, I have seen you before. Habe you been here before?" Sir Gwaine looks up: "I was born in your kingdom and I grew up here. But this is long ago." The queen's interest is catched: "What was your name?" "Sir Gwaine of Camelot, your highness." She smiles: "It is a pleasure to meet you Sir Gwaine." She looks over to a young man at her side: "This is my right hand and my heir to the throne, this is Sir Derek. Arthur and Sir Derek shake hands: "Nice to meet you." The young man bows. Queen Annis smiles and adds: "Sir Derek please take care of our guests." The young man bows again: "Of course MyLady." Arthur smiles: "Thank you, your highness, thank you Sir Derek." Queen Annis nods: "I'm sure you are tired. Sleep well." A servant appears and leads King Arthur and his knights out of the hall. Queen Annis and Sir Derek watch them leaving. Her view stops again at Sir Gwaine, what also Sir Derek notices: "Do you know him?" The Queen skakes her head: "No, but he remembers me of a person he looks like. He remembers me of a woman I know."

As all people into the house are asleep, Merlin stands up and passes the room with the sick men. He opens a door towards a little yard. This is the way to lavatory. That little yard is surrounded by big walls. As Merlin enters the yard and closes the door behind him silently, he looks arround. He climbs up the wall to get down on the other side. As he lands on his feet he looks up, straight into the eyes of his new master. Before he is able to run, two guards catch and hold him. "Merlin, I didn't thought that you are that stupid. Do you really think it would be that easy? You aren't my first slave. You aren't the only one who tried to run away. But nobody made it. I know all the possibilites, believe me." He turns towards his guards: "Lock him away!" The guards bow and drag Merlin with them. The guards throw him into a dark hole and close it with big iron doors. It is that dark, that Merlin can't see anything arround him. "Leoht!" and with his eyes turning into red, a light shines on his hand. Merlin looks arround. No way out. It is a small room without windows. The only way out is through the iron doors, guarded by two men. The light dies and Merlin closes his eyes. In his mind he calls after his king: "Arthur? Arthur?" But Arthur doesn't answer. Merlin sighs: "Will you ever use your amulet? I know you are close enough to hear me." Sad, lonely and exhausted he falls asleep. As the door opens again, it is morning. Because of the darkness, now the light blinds Merlin. He is hardly able to see anything. He notices two men, throwing him on the ground. Slowly he recognises his new master. Lord Ryan doesn't look pleased: "Merlin what am I going to do with you? You tried to run away. That wasn't very nice." Merlin answers angrily: "You have to let me go. I'm not your slave." Lord Ryan smiles: "Merlin you are. And I'll show you. I've paid a lot of money for you. And I need your help. I won't let you go, I'll teach you a lesson." Merlin looks down on the ground. Lord Ryan strokes over Merlin's head: "I can't allow your disobedience. I've told you that this will have consequences. And I redeem my promises." Merlin looks up: "What does that mean?" Lord Ryan looks strictly down to his slave: "I'll show you who I am, I'm your master. I'll break your resistance." He nods towards his guards, who pull Merlin up and take him with them.

On the market in front of that podium they all stop. Lord Ryan enters the place at first. Merlin tries to escape, but he has no chance. The two guards keep pushing him upstairs. Panic rises and Merlin tugs on his shackles. His master looks smiling at him: "Seems you understand what does that mean. Don't worry. After that, you'll follow me like a little dog." He turns towards his guards and adds: "Open his shackles and undress his jacket and shirt!" Merlin tries to run away, but the guards hold him. He could use his magic. He looks arround. He thinks about the situation: "Why do I have such a big audience. From all parts of the market they come over here to watch me getting punished. And these lots of guards arround the place, I'll never make it out of the city alive." The guards shackle both arms of Merlin on one of the posts. Lord Ryan makes a step towards Merlin and looks closely into his eyes: "Merlin, look at this." His master shows him a big whip. "I'll use that to punish you. I won't stop until you call me your master. Did you understand that?" Merlin answers angrily: "I'll never do that. I won't betray my master. Before I'll do that, I prefere to die." Lord Ryan shakes his head: "Merlin, I don't want you to die. All I want is your loyality. And I'll get it. We will see when you change your mind." He walks arround him and raises his hand. With his full strength, he hits Merlin's naked back. "Aaahh!" Merlin sceams. A blow with that whip hurts more than Merlin has expected. A second and a third blow follow. His master again walks arround his young slave: "Merlin you are stronger than you look. But believe me, I've always won this game. Don't make it so hard for yourself." He pauses, worried he adds: "Give up! I don't want to do that. It hurts me to see you in that way. But I'll go on, so please call me your master!" Merlin doesn't answer. He just closes is eyes. Lord Ryan sighs and two more blows follow. Merlin's screams echo over the whole market. Already big red stripes appear on Merlin's back.

The guards shackle both arms of Merlin on one of the posts. Lord Ryan makes a step towards Merlin and looks closely into his eyes: "Merlin, look at this." His master shows him a big whip. "I'll use that to punish you. I won't stop until you call me your master. Do you understand that?" Merlin answers angrily: "I'll never do that. I won't betray my master. Before I'll do that, I prefere to die." Lord Ryan shakes his head: "Merlin, I don't want you to die. All I want is your loyality. And I'll get it. We will see when you change your mind." He walks arround him and raises his hand. With his full strength, he hits Merlin's naked back. "Aaahh!" Merlin screams. A blow with that whip hurts more than Merlin has expected. A second and a third blow follow. His master again walks arround his young slave: "Merlin you are stronger than you look. But believe me, I've always won this game. Don't make it so hard for yourself." He pauses, worried he adds: "Give up! I don't want to do that. It hurts me to see you in that way. But I'll go on, so please call me your master!" Merlin doesn't answer. He just closes his eyes. Lord Ryan sighs and two more blows follow. Merlin's screams echo over the whole market. Already big red stripes appear on his back. Some more blows follow, all accompanied by Merlin's bloodcurdling screams. Suddenly it is silent. Merlin is fainted, he hangs in his shackles. His back is covered with big red stripes. Some blows have hurt him more than others. They have cutted into his back. He bleeds. Lord Ryan walks arround to face him. He looks sadly at his slave. Then he turns towards one of his guards: "Bring a bucket water!" The guard starts running. Lord Ryan makes a step closer to Merlin. He takes his head in his hands: "Merlin, you are really stubborn. I like that. But believe me, I won't give up. I'll get you. I'll always get what I want. And now I want you to accept me as your master." He takes his hands off and looks arround him. They are surrounded by a big audience: "He needs some recovery." The audience isn't interested in his words, they are discussing and hooting. They want him to go on.

Arthur and Queen Annis, followed by their knights, walk arround the market. Arthur looks towards his friends: "Look for Merlin. Ask for that slave traders. Find them." Sir Gwaine, Sir Percival and Sir Galahad split up. The King and Annis keep walking straight towards the podium. Arther wonders: "What happens here? What is this podium for?" Queen Annis sighs: "This is the place where masters punish their slaves. Or where executions take place. It is the place for public demonstrations for demoralizations. Today it seems you can be witness of a lashing." The king swallows: "Public lashings take place?" Queen Annis nods: "Not very often. But today it seems you have luck." Arthur shakes his head, disgusted, he turns off his head from the podium. The guard appears with the water and spills it into Merlin's face. He awakes, exhausted he hangs in his shackles. Lord Ryan smiles hopefully at him: "I wait. Come on Merlin! Make me stop hurting you. You know what I want. Merlin I dont' want to kill you. Please give up!"" With all he has, Merlin looks up to Lord Ryan. He wispers: "Never. I'll never do that. I'll never call you my master." Lord Ryan's smile dies: "As you wish Merlin. Believe me, this isn't a pleasure for me." Sadly, he walks arround him and hits him with another strong blow. Merlin screams. He has no energy left, he won't survive some more blows. He closes his eyes, he wispers: "Goodbye Arthur.." Arthur winces: "This was Merlin!" He turns towards that podium und looks up. Between that posts hangs Merlin. One more blow hits Merlin's back. As Merlin's scream follows, Arthur runs and climbs up the stairs. Together with Gwaine he enters that podium. And again, one more blow hits Merlin's back. Merlin has no more energy left to scream. So all what Arthur hears is a smack of that whip on Merlin's back. It is so loud, that Arthur nearly vomits. He jumps up that podium and hides his friend behind him, facing the man with the whip. He screams: "Stop that! At the moment!" Lord Ryan pauses: "I don't have to. He is mine. And he had his chance. So get off here!" Queen Annis appears and the audience devides in the middle to let her pass. Lord Ryan bows and his Queen asks: "Lord Ryan what is it?" Lord Ryan answers: "I punish my slave. He tried to run away and he refuses to call me his master." Arthur is hardly able to breathe: "And this is a reason to treat him like that? My name is Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot and this is my servant who you nearly have killed!" He walks arround his friend to look into his eyes. Merlin smiles: "You found me. Where have you been? Why did this take so long?" and finally faints again. Arthur is besindes himself: "Take him off!" Lord Ryan turns back to King Arthur: "Stop! This is my slave. I've paid a lot of money for the young man. I can do with him as I wish. And I'll go on punishing him." He raises his whip again. In that moment Sir Gwaine takes it out of his hand. Suddenly guards appear and also Sir Percival and Sir Galahad stand on the podium. There is tension in the air. Quenn Annis asks again: "I'm sure we will find a solution for that, won't we? Lord Ryan how much was the price?" Lord Ryan grumbles: "To much to let him go." Without thinking Arthur takes his gold and throws it to Lord Ryan: "This should be enough. Now let him go." Lord Ryan takes a look inside, he smiles and bows: "It is a pleasure to make transactions with you, your highness." He turns towards his guards: "Take him off!" The guards open Merlin's shackles. He falls into his king's arms. Arthur looks down to his friend: "I got you Merlin. Everything will be alright. I promise." He strokes over his head and Sir Gwaine and Sir Percival lift him up. Arthur watches them doing this: "Bring him into my chambers. And please be carefully." Together, the both knights carry him down the stairs through the masses towards the castle. Lord Ryan makes some steps towards King Arthur: "You will need this." and hands him the key for Merlin's neck shackle. He bows and leaves through the audience. Arthur walks down the stairs to go back to Queen Annis's side: "Please, I need a physician. He needs to look after Merlin." Annis nods: "I'll make sure. Let us go back." King Arthur and Queen Annis walk side by side back towards the castle. Queen Annis breaks the silence: "I'm sorry for what happened. I don't want you to get a wrong impression of my kingdom. I detest slavery and violence as much us you. But here it still has a popular lobby. And I'm just to old to fight it. It won't be an easy job for my heir to the throne." Arthur shakes his head: "He could have been dead. Have you seen him? He was so helpless and this so called master...I don't understand it. Why did he do that? What would have brought it to kill Merlin?" Queen Annis sighs: "I'm sorry. But our laws have been on his side. It is his right to punish him...even to his death."

heheheh Nah man pikin deh suffer like this? Lord Ryan(Giggs) is so wicked o, just so that you wanted to be called Master.... Nah those bastard slave-trader I blamed, if they realy love themself, they should just not let me find them....

Sir Gwaine and Sir Percival lay Merlin down into the king's bed in his guest chambers. Arthur and Queen Annis also enter the room. King Arthur walks straight towards his friend in his bed, he looks worried down to him: "How is he?" Sir Gwaine wispers: "He is weak, but he lives." He bends over his friend to stroke over his head. In doing that, his chain arround Sir Gwaine's neck appears. It is a little crescent. Queen Annis swallows as she recognises it's meaning. Sir Gwaine doesn't notice that Queen Annis looks at him, he is to concerned with Merlin: "This is all my fault." A tear runs down his face, as he asks: "Merlin? Merlin can you hear me? You are safe now." A terrible silence comes along. Queen Annis walks back to the door: "I'll leave you now. I'm sure, my physician will be here in some minutes." Arthur nods and the Queen leaves the room. Exactly in that moment Lord Ryan carrying a medicine bag enters the room: "I'm a physician. You have called for me?" All men inside turn towards him. It is Sir Gwaine who realises at first who makes steps towards Merlin. His face turns red because of anger. With a determinded face he tries to run over to him. Thank god, Sir Percival notices what is friend is going to do and holds him back. Sir Gwaine tries to free himself. He screams: "You. You come in here as if nothing happened. After you have done this to our friend? I'll get you and I'll kill you. I'll.." Arthur takes his position between Lord Ryan and Sir Gwaine: "Gwaine! Calm down! Percival get him out of here. Look for Sir Galahad. We meet us later." Sir Percival nods and pulls his angrily looking friend outside the room. If views could have killed, Sir Ryan would be dead. Arthur goes back to his friend in his bed. Merlin lays there without any movement. Lord Ryan gets closer and sits down close to Merlin. He opens his medicine bag and starts cleaning that cutts in Merlin's back. That cutts, he was the one, who caused them. He hands a potion to King Arthur: "A few drops every hour. It fights the pain." Arthur looks sceptically to this physician, but he takes the medicine. Without to stop his work, Lord Ryan wonders: "I didn't believed that you would come here. I never thought that a king or even another master would try to find his servant. But he did. He believed that you would come to take him home until the last moment." Arthur smiles: "I know that he would do the same for me. He wouldn't abandon to find me. As I wouldn't abandon to find him." And Lord Ryan adds: "And he would never betray you. Before he ever would have called me his master, he would have died. And he is just your servant. I don't understand that." He shakes his head. Arthur looks down to his fainted friend: "He is a lot more than that. He is my most loyal friend." Lord Ryan shakes his head again: "I own only slaves. I don't know anything about friendship and loyality between a master and his servant. I'm only loyal to my queen. But I'm impressed. Maybe I should try something new in the future." He looks down to Merlin's back: "I'm sorry for what I've done to him. It was wrong. I should know it better. But I got carried away. His defiance made me so unbelievable angry. I wanted him to call me master at any rate." He sighs and looks up to Arthur: "Your highness, Merlin needs to rest. He needs to stay in bed - laying! If he isn't awaked until tomorrow morning, you should tell me. Otherwise I'll look after his wounds tomorrow afternoon again." He stands up, bows and leaves the room. Arthur sits down close to his friend and strokes over his head: "My mad friend. Why don't you do for once in a lifetime what you was told."

In the morning Merlin is still fainted and so Lord Ryan enters the room again to look for Merlin. He opens the bandages, they are soaked and wet. Arthur standing in front of both men, fights upcomming disgust and nausea. Lord Ryan shakes his head: "His wounds are infected. I change the bandages." He cleans again Merlin's wounds and puts fresh bandages on his back: "I'm sure he will wake up soon. It is important that he rests and stays in bed." He bows and leaves the room. Arthur bends over his friend: "Merlin. Merlin my friend, what has he done to you?" With sorrow he looks down to his servant. A groaning. Suddenly Merlin awakes. He tries to turn arround, but bad pain in his back stops him. He opens his eyes, they are looking for Arthur: "Where am I? What happened? And why does my back hurts as if I have trained with you?" He tries to laugh, but the pain is to much. Arthur smiles: "Merlin, thank god you woke up. You are in my chamber or better in Queen Annis's guest chambers. And you catched yourself thrashing." Merlin sighs and closes is eyes: "If I lay in your bed, where did you slept last night? I'm sorry I fear I'm not able to stand up soon. So wherever it was, it seems you have to spend another night there." Arthur laughs: "Merlin, my bed is in a room next to this one. They are linked with a door. So everything is alright. He touches his shoulder and Merlin winces: "Merlin, you are in sorrow about my sleep. But it is you who nearly died. You are lovely." Merlin tries to get up, but Arthur holds him down: "No Merlin, you stay in bed - laying! You need to rest." Merlin isn't convinced: "But I have to.." "You have to rest. Didn't you told me that you can't stand up? So stay in bed today. Sleep. And tomorrow you can serve me again, alright?" He stands up and takes his cape. Merlin wonders: "Where are you going?" Arthur walks towards the door: "I have a meeting with Queen Annis for breakfast. And after that we will have a walk in the park." Merlin tries to stand up again: "I come with you." "Merlin, no. You won't. You'll stay in bed. Promise me!" Merlin shakes his head: "I don't trust them anymore." Arthur smiles: "I take Sir Galahad with me. So promise me to stay in bed." Merlin grumbles: "I promise." His king smiles: "Thank you Merlin. Get rest." He leaves the room and Merlin falls asleep.

King Arthur and Queen Annis walk arround in the garden. Sir Galahad stands at the entrance and relaxes in the sun. He closes his eyes and listens: nothing but silence. The only noise are voices of his King and Queen Annis who are talking. He smiles. Arthur walks by Annis's side: "Your highness. Thank you again for your help." Queen Annis answers without to stop: "You are welcome. How is your fool?" Arthur answers with a worried voice: "He sleeps. His wounds are infected. Your physician has told me that he has to stay in bed. He needs to rest." Annis adds: "Than Merlin should do that, Lord Ryan is a good physician. He is good man and a loyal underling." Arthur stops: "I'm not sure about that. Maybe you are right, you know him better. I only know that he has wounded my servant in a bad way. He nearly killed him." Queen Annis nods: "I understand your words, but you need to know that this is the only way he knows. He never learned other possibilities to treat a slave or servant. He isn't evil. He just doesn't know it better. This is the problem of my kingdom. It is as it always was. There is no progress. My old Lords don't allow new ways." Arthur nods: "I understand. Then somebody should show him and your people. Trust as a basis is a so much better oportunity." Queen Annis nods and both keep on going: "I'm sure my heir to the will handle that better than me. He is young and enthusiastic. He'll manage for what I'm to old. He'll change the laws to bring on progress." Arthur looks forward: "You are really proud of Sir Derek. You like him?" Queen Annis smiles: "He is my only living relative." Arthur looks down now: "I'm sorry. I didn't know." Queen Annis shakes her head: "This isn't your fault. And today it seems I found a relative of my dead husband." King Arthur stops again: "How do you mean that?" Queen Annis also stops and looks up into Arthur's eyes: "Do you know Sir Gwaine's parents?" Arthur wonders: "No, I never met them and he never told me about, because it didn't matter." Queen Annis sighs: "You remember that Sir Gwaine has told that he was born in my kingdom? I think I know his mother. And I think I knew his father." Arthur looks suspicious to Annis: "What are you going to tell me? I don't understand that." Both keep on going and Queen Annis adds: "His mother was a wife of a knight. Her husband was impoverished landed gentry. He was a knight in Caerleon's army. I met Gwaine's mother and her husband once before a battle. She is a beauty. And Sir Gwaine looks exactly like her." Arthur nods: "That is why you thought that you have met each other before. That makes sense." And Queen Annis adds: "But he has not much from his father." King Arthur shakes his head: "Why did he never tell me who he really is?" Annis shrugs: "This is a question you should better ask your knight yourself. But there is more. Something about him that he doesn't know. I'm pretty sure he doesn't know. I found out yesterday." Both stop again, Arthur is curious now: "And that is?" Queen Annis sighs: "Gwaine's mother's husband" Arthur asks: "Gwaine's father?" Annis shakes her head: "He is not his father." Arthur asks again: "Not his father? But shouldn't he be his his father?" Annis nods: "But he isn't. Have you ever noticed that chain arround Gwaine's neck?" Arthur shakes his head: "Should I?" Annis smiles: "If you have a look at it, you'll know what I'm talking about. It is a small crescent. It is a small version of Caerleon's crescent. Your knight is my husband's son." Arthur can't breath: "He is what? You are joking." Annis shakes her head: "No, I'm not. Sir Gwaine is an illegitimate son of my husband, he is a bastard of a king." Arthur is still breathless: "But how? What happened?" Annis looks down to the ground: "I've told you. Gwaine's mother is a beauty and my husband wasn't a child of sadness." Arthur shakes his head: "Are you sure about that? I mean, couldn't it be a mistake?" Annis looks up into Arthur's eyes: "I'm. There are no doubts. I read it in the chronicles. As his official father died, her mother had nothing and came here to ask for help. My husband sent her away. But as she told him the truth about Sir Gwaine, he gave her that chain in return. They couldn't stay here. He was a bastard. But this was the moment he accepted him." Arthur wonders: "But why didn't anybody know about that?" Queen Annis answers: "I wished I knew. I had to look for that special chronicle very well. It was lost for a long time. It was found three month ago in the dungeons. It was fortune. And it was in a bad way. It was hardly readable. But it is clearly. Sir Gwaine is Caerleon's son." Arthur takes a deep breath: "And now? This is unbelievable. What is going to happen now?" Annis and Arthur make some steps forwards: "I'll tell him . It is his right to now. But as a bastard he has no right to the throne. But after all I think it is a good idea that we both get to know each other better." Both keep on walking.

Hmmmmm......

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Merlin sleeps. Something cold and wet on his back awakes him. He frightens. Lord Ryan sits close to him on his bed and changes his bandages again: "It's me. Stay laying. I just clean your wounds again and change your bandages. Your wounds are infected." Merlin wispers weak: "Why are you doing that?" Lord Ryan smiles: "I'm a physician. You know that." But Merlin isn't convinced: "Maybe, but yesterday you tried to hit me to death." Lord Ryan's smile dies: "I'm sorry. This was a big mistake." Merlin answers angrily: "Stop telling me your apology. That won't help stop my pains." Lord Ray adds silently: "I know. Close your eyes. It will hurt one more, if I put a new bandage on your back. Ready?" Merlin takes a deep breath and nods. Lord Ryan gets on working. He is concentrated: "Just one more moment. I nearly finished." Merlin still has his eyes closed. He doesn't move. Suddenly Sir Derek enters the room. Lord Ryan bows. Sir Derek looks arround: "How is he?" Lord Ryan answers: "A little better. He is still weak, but he will be alright." Sir Derek nods: "Then you can stop it now. He won't need you anymore." Lord Ryan is shocked: "What?" Sir Derek orders: "Kill him. I don't want any witnesses. And I need you somewhere else." Lord Ryan shakes his head: "But Queen Annis has told me to look after him. I don't understand that?" Sir Derek grins evil: "What Annis tells, doesn't matters anymore. I'll take charge. I'm sure you are a man of traditions. She wants to renew our kingdom. I can't allow that. Kill that servant. I'm sure you want to. After all, he was your slave and he has refused his obedience. You were right to punish him in that way. But you should have killed him already on that podium. He is a slave, he has to follow his master. So I'm sure you are interested in ending your work...but wait. Maybe it will be a greater pleasure to keep him alive as your slave? I'm sure after that punishment, he will call you master. He is yours. As long you make sure, he doesn't make trouble, you can do as you wish with him. I count on you. May the old traditions last forever." He turns towards the door: "I'll handle the others and our Queen." and leaves the room. Merlin jumps out of his bed. His back hurts badly, he has to go down on his knees. He is hardly able to breath because of that bad pains. And he can't walk. It is to much, he tries not to faint again. Some tears caused of pain run over his face. Lord Ryan looks up to Merlin, he still sits on his bed: "Go back to bed, now! You have to lay down. Walking arround won't help your wounds." Merlin calls angrily back: "To give you a chance to kill me or to shackle me again?" Lord Ryan looks down: "Merlin, I can't change what I have done. But believe me, I'm not going to hurt you anymore. I promise, I don't want to kill you. I never wanted. And I don't want to see your hands shackled anymore. This was wrong. And before all, my Queen has my loyality. I won't betray her. Thanks to you, I know what that word means. You've teached me that lesson. So let's think about how we can help her. I'm sure he is going to kill her." Merlin frightens: "Arthur, he is in danger! I have to warn him. I have to protect him!" He tries to stand up again. In his face stands pain, but he stands it. Reeling he walks over to the door. Lord Ryan is stunned: "First, your king searchs the whole kingdom to find you. He follows that slave traders into our kingdom, just to take you home. He pays a lot of money to save you and now you try to warn him, even you aren't able to walk." He shakes his head. "Seems my lesson isn't over." Merlin stops in front of that door. He needs to pause, he needs to hold himself: "Gwaine. You have to bring him here." Lord Ryan shakes his head: "That knight? No way. He will kill me, he won't be a help." Now it is Merlin's turn to order: "You have to! Go and bring him here! Tell him that I need him! You have to do this for me, you have to redress." Lord Ryan sighs: "Alright. But in between, you go back into your bed and lay down again. And this is the order of a physician."

Queen Annis and King Arthur sit down on a bank. They are still talking. Arthur asks: "What about the saxons? Are they all gone after Morgana is defeated?" Annis shakes her head: "No, they aren't. Morgana was just a puppet for them to reach their goals. No they have found other leaders. They still raid our villages and take with them as much as they can get. We can't fight them alone. They move to fast. Whenever we find out what they did and go there to fight them, they are already gone. Meanwhile I have spread my knights in my whole kingdom, they try to find them. The only men here to protect me and my heir to the throne are in his army. We try to protect our people as best as we can, but it isn't working at all. These saxons are to clever." Sir Galahad stands in front of the entrance towards that garden. He is bored. Suddenly a group of 20 armed men appear leaded by Sir Derek. Sir Galahad attention is catched: "I can't let you pass. You know that. Your Queen has ordered that she doesn't want to get disturbed by anybody. I'm sorry, but that includes you." Sir Derek smiles friendly: "I know, that's why you have to go inside to tell your king and my queen that a messanger from Camelot has arrived. He is waiting in the throne room." Sir Galahad smiles back: "Thank you. I'll make sure that they get this information." He turns arround to walk over to his king, as a heavy blow hits his head and he faints down to the ground. Sir Derek grins evil: "Fool!" He turns towards his men: "You and you, take his sword and shackle him." Sir Derek turns back towards the entrance. He and his other men enter the park.

Lord Ryan knocks on Sir Gwaine's door. As the knight opens the door he faces the eyes of his enemy, the eyes of the man who nearly killed Merlin. Before Lord Ryan is able to say anything, Sir Gwaine raises his fist and with his whole strength, he hits the physician straight into his face. Lord Ryan reels. He touches his nose: "You broke my nose!" Sir Gwaine grins: "I'll break every bone in your body!" With Sir Gwaine's next blow, Lord Ryan falls down on the floor. He looks up into a angrily looking knight. As Sir Gwaine raises his fist again he calls: "Wait please, I have a message from Merlin!" Sir Gwaine pauses, he stops his movement, his fist still raised: "What message?" Lord Ryan wispers: "Arthur, your king is in danger. Merlin needs your help! Sir Derek is going to kill Queen Annis to take her throne." Sir Gwaine puts his fist down und pulls a wondering Lord Ryan up: "Why didn't you say so before!" Both look at each other and turn arround to run through the corridor to Merlin. Meanwhile Arthur and Annis are still sitting on that bank as Sir Derek appears. Queen Annis isn't really pleased: "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you that I don't want to get disturbed?" Arthur looks arround. As he notices that they are sourroundes by men holding crossbows, he stands up: "What does that mean?" Sir Derek grins evil: "I take charge. My lovely aunt, she is just to old for that job." Queen Annis is stunned: "Why are you doing this?" Sir Derek laughs: "Why not? Now I got the chance I've been waiting for. I don't need to wait until you die. I've waited enough. Or should I wait until you decided to make this bastard your heir to the throne? No, it's my turn now. I'll be king!" Queen Annis looks straight at him: "You know about that knight?" Sir Derek answers angrily: "This book, it never should be found. I don't know, why my father didn't burned it. We tried to keep that secret, but no just in the moment that book was found that bastard appears here in my kingdom. I can't let that happen!" Queen Annis shakes her head sadly: "I never thought about make Gwaine to my heir to the throne. It was always been you. And you know that." She pauses and adds: "I trusted you, I can't believe what you are doing here. Please stop that, we can talk about it." But Sir Derek isn't interested in talking: "There is no need for talking. This is my best chance. All your knights left the castle, all men here are following only me. And King Arthur with his almost dead fool and his three knights aren't a danger. It is just to easy!" He laughs loudly.

Sir Gwaine and Lord Ryan burst into Merlin's chamber. The young warlock sits on the ground. Unless the fact his physician has told him, to go back to bed. He tried to walk with the result: he is to weak. He can't walk, he cries because of his helpless situation. He is desperated, he isn't able so protect his friend. He failed. Sir Gwaine is shocked, as he finds his friend, crouching on the ground: "Merlin, what are you doing? And what is with Arthur?" Merlin wispers: "Look at me, I can't help myself. And I have to help me king." He looks up into Gwaine's eyes: "You have to save him. I failed." Sir Gwaine shakes his head: "You know I can't do that without you. Come on, stand up. I'll help you." He pulls his friend up into his arms. Merlin is that weak on his legs, that Sir Gwaine has to keep on holding him: "Now tell me, what is with Arthur?" Merlin swallows: "He is in danger, that Sir Derek, he plans to take charge. I'm sure he is going to kill Queen Annis. And Arthur is with her in that moment. I'am afraid. What can I do? Look at me!" Lord Ryan isn't able to speak, he stands and follows this chat with his eyes. Sir Gwaine looks into Merlin's eyes: "Merlin, I'll help you saving Arthur." Merlin shakes his head: "But how?" Sir Gwaine smiles: "I'll carry you!" And with one powerfull movement he puts Merlin over his shoulder. This is the moment when Lord Ryan awakes: "No, Merlin needs to stay in bed! He can't help your king. You, Sir Gwaine and the knights of Camelot, you have to save your king!" Sir Gwaine grins: "You should know him better. If he wants to save his king, he is going to do that!" Sir Gwaine starts running out of the room. Merlin hangs over his shoulder. And Lord Ryan? He hesitates, but than he follows them. Merlin raises his hands and with using his magic: "Hine on yld eft gewunigen wilgesithas, thonne wig cume!" a little ball of light appears in his right hand. Lord Ryan is stunned, for a moment he forgets to run: "You have magic?" Merlin answers: "I'll explain you later. Trust me! But for now, find the other knights of Camelot and the guards and whoever else who will help us saving your Queen and my King." Lord Ryan thinks about the situation, then he turns arround and runs towards the guards.

From one problem to another..... I'm still saying this "I only blamed those bastard slave-trader"... Hope Derek won't do anything funny sha...

guy y u wait..continue nah

In the park it is still the same situation: Arthur and Annis are surrounded by Sir Derek and his men. Sir Derek raises his hand and his men aim: "A last word?" He grins evil. Queen Annis tries to reach the young man she once knew: "Derek, please?" But Sir Derek doesn't change everything. Suddenly a ball of light passes floating the stunned looking people. All eyes are on it. Sir Derek frightens: "What is it? What is it for a last trick?" Arthur smiles as he recognises the magic ball of light that saved him once. It is the same light that guided him his way out of the caves that now guides his way again: "This is a sign of a friend. He is on his way to save us." Sir Derek laughs: "To save you? He will be here right in time to find you dead." But Arthur knows, what to do. He knows, that they need time: "And how are you going to explain that?" Sir Derek laughs again: "Don't be that stupid. You've killed my lovely queen. I took revenge and killed you. This is so easy." Arthur shakes his head: "My wife and my knights won't believe that. You'll bring war upon your kingdom." Sir Derek adds: "Of course, I do. And your Queen, will be defeated before she even thought about what to do. Then I'll own both kingdoms." He laughs again. Then his face turns into ice: "Enough! Let's make an end to it!" He puts his hand down and Arthur stops breathing. Sir Derek's men shoot. Arthur watches their arrows fly towards him - and stop in the air! The magic light disappears and Merlin enters the ring of Derek's men. He is still weak and tumbles, but he is on his legs. Sir Gwaine holds him. Arthur looks at him and sighs. He takes a deep breath: "That was close!" Merlin smiles: "You didn't doubted me? Did you?" Arthur smiles back: "I knew that you'll save me." All people arround them watch them stunned. Their views go from one to another man. Now Sir Derek is really angry, he calls: "Take your swords!" But before only one men can make a step towards Arthur, Annis, Merlin and Gwaine, the arrows turn arround. And as the colour of Merlin's eyes change, the arrows fly back to the men they shot them. Every arrow finds his aim. Everybody of Sir Derek's men falls down on the ground - dead. Only Sir Derek is still alive. And with his sword in his hand he tries to kill his queen. With his first blow, he hits Sir Gwaine! Sir Gwaine had taken a position between Sir Derek and Queen Annis to save her. His belly area is hurt badly, Sir Gwaine breaks down. Sir Derek tries another blow. He raises and falls over. In his back is another arrow. Sir Derek is dead. As they all look up, they recognise the physician. Lord Ryan has shot down Sir Derek as he arrived with the guards. Merlin, Arthur, Annis and Lord Ryan look after Sir Gwaine. His wound is deep and he looses a lot of blood. Lord Ryan shakes his head: "There is nothing I can do for him." Arthur calls: "Bring him into his room, now!"

In Sir Gwaine's room, King Arthur, Queen Annis and Lord Ryan stand arround Sir Gwaine's bed. Merlin sits on it. Lord Ryan looks again after Sir Gwaine's wound: "There is nothing left to do. His wounds are that deep, he has maybe one hour. But no more. You should say goodbye to your knight and friend." Arthur looks down to Sir Gwaine and then up to Merlin: "Merlin, you can save him." Queen Annis and Lord Ryan look at each other. But Merlin shakes his head, he has tears in his eyes: "He needs a real powerful sorcerer." But Arthur smiles: "There are some, who believe that you are the most powerful sorcerer who walk on earth. You have this powers." Merlin shakes his head again: "Maybe, but I would need all I have. And look at me. At the moment I'm not even able to walk alone. I'm to weak." But Arthur still smiles: "You aren't. You are strong, I know that you have enough strength to save him." Merlin sighs. He looks into his king's eyes. They are full of trust. Trust, he waited for so long. But what if he fails? Merlin looks down to Gwaine: "What happens if I fail?" Arthur wispers: "Merlin, in worst case, Gwaine dies. So he will, if you don't try it. I trust you, now trust yourself." Merlin takes heart: "I try, but I can't do that alone. I need your help." Arthur wonders: "My help? What can I do? I'm not a physician. And I don't have magic." Merlin smiles: "I know that. Just hold me. If I speak that spell, I'll need all my strength. And I have to keep my hand over his wound until I have finished. It won't be easy for me. I'm not sure to stand that show of strength." Arthur nods and makes a step closer to his friend. He puts one arm arround Merlin, with the other he takes Merlin's hand in his own. Both look each other in their eyes, before Merlin turns his head towards Sir Gwaine: "Don't forget! My hand must be over his wound until the end." He takes a deep breath: "Ready?" Arthur nods: "Ready. Merlin, I know that you can do that. I believe in you." With this words in his mind, Merlin closes his eyes and concentrates on his spell: "Ic þe þurhhæle þin licsare mid þam sundorcræftas þære ealdaþ!" It is a very long spell and Merlin needs to repeat it several times. He gets weaker and weaker. Arthur holds him and his hand. As his eyes finally change their colour, Merlin faints in his king's arms. Just in this moment, Sir Gwaine takes a deep breath and opens his eyes, before he falls asleep. One tear drops down on Merlin's face. It made it's way out of Arthur's eyes. He holds him, he hugs him as he wispers: "Merlin, you did it. You saved him. I knew you would. Get rest now. Get rest." Queen Annis has found back her voice: "You and your friends are an interesting group: a king, a sorcerer and a bastard. Hard to believe!" She looks up to Lord Ryan, who still stands there with his mouth wide open. Queen Annis adds: "Let them rest. They need to pause." Lord Ryan nods. Both leave the room.

till 2morrow comment to enjoy more tori

Bravo!!! Great.... But where is Sir Galahad & Persival? Thank God Sir Gwaine woke up....

Interesting. you trying bro

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Nice work dude............more power to your elbow

Queen Annis sits in front of Sir Gwaine's bed as the knight awakes. She smiles: "How are you?" Gwaine tries a smile: "I've been better." Queen Annis laughs: "You saved my life. Why?" Sir Gwaine shrugs: "Must have been a reflex. Actually I don't like your kingdom." Queen Annis laughs again: "This sense of humor, I know. You are your father's son." and with a smile arround her lips, she asks again: "You don't like my kingdom, although you are at home here?" Sir Gwaine shakes his head: "Maybe I was born in your kingdom, but my home is Camelot." Queen Annis sighs: "Would you call it home, if in my kingdom would change things?" Sir Gwaine nods: "Maybe. But for this it would need a lot of changings." Queen Annis smiles again: "Gwaine, I need your help doing this. Would you stay with me here and change what is needed?" Gwaine wonders : "Why me?" And Queen Annis adds: "Sir Gwaine of Camelot, or should I call you Sir Gwaine of Orkney! I know who you are. Even better than you do. I know your mother. I met her once. She is a beauty." Gwaine adds sadly: "Yes, and as my father died, she had nothing left. Your king sent her away with nothing, with empty hands." Queen Annis shakes her head: "No, he gave her something. Something for you. That chain arround your neck, where is that from?" Gwaine takes it in his hand, he smiles: "My mother gave it to me. That's why I always have it with me." Queen Annis nods: "It is a lot more than even a gift from your mother. It is also a gift from your father. Your father gave this to your mother." She pauses, sighs and adds: "This is the sign of your ancestry. A little crescent. It is the sign of King Caerleon, but smaller." She looks straight into his eyes: "Gwaine, you are a illegitimate son of Caerleon. This chain was your acceptance by your father." Gwaine is shocked: "No, that can't be. My mother would have told me. I.." Queen Annis takes his hand in her's: "Gwaine, I want you to stay here with me in my kingdom. I have no more heir to the throne. I need help, I can't rule that kingdom alone." Gwaine tries to stand up and takes his hand of her's: "Me? No way. I can't do that. I can't help you ruling a kingdom. My whole life I tried to run away from what I thought I was: a son of a noble. How can I stand to be a son of a king? Even if I'm a illegitimate one." But Queen Annis doesn't give up that fast: "Gwaine, please. Think about it. Maybe you try it some weeks. Give me time to get to know you." She takes his hand again: "Please Gwaine."

Arthur sits on Merlin's bed, close to his friend. He looks down to him and smiles. Merlin awakes. King Arthur strokes over his head: "Merlin! I thought you will sleep the whole day." He pauses: "How are you?" Merlin looks up: "Tired. I feel that exhausted..how is Gwaine? Is he..?" He sits up and looks into Arthur's eyes. His king keeps on smiling: "He is alright. You saved his life." Merlin falls back on his bed: "Thank god!" Then he wispers: "But now, they know who I'm." Arthur shakes his head: "That doesn't matter. Queen Annis and Lord Ryan promised to keep our secret. They won't tell anybody." Merlin sits up again: "Our secret? Does that mean, you'll take me with you home even they know me?" Arthur laughs: "Merlin. I made the whole way to find you and bring you back home. This was the reason for that journey. And the fact that you are who you are won't change my mind." He pauses and puts his had on Merlin's shoulder: "Get rest. The physician will look after you again." Merlin lays down again and closes his eyes. Arthur stands up and leaves the room. Lord Ryan changes Merlin's bandages as the sorcerer awakes. Merlin opens his eyes: "You." Lord Ryan nods: "For the last time. Your wounds look a lot better now. Tomorrow you will be alright." And with sadness in his voice he adds: "But these scars will always remember you." Merlin answers: "Please, next time just give me a souvenir." He smiles. A tear runs down Lord Ryan's face: "Thank you." He finishes his work and looks down to his new friend: "Merlin, there is one thing I want to know. Why didn't you use your magic against me? I'm sure you could easily have killed me." Merlin sits up and looks into his eyes, not as a slave but as equal: "Magic needs responsibility. If you are more powerful than all people arround you, you have to think about using magic twice." He pauses: "On that market have been to much people. I never had made it out of the city alive. Or I had possibly killed uninvolved. And last but not least, I never could have gone back to Camelot. I would have been a problem for the diplomatic relations between our kingdoms." Lord Ryan nods: "I understand that. But as I locked you into that dark room? There was no audience." Merlin smiles: "No, but there my life wasn't in danger. This would have been murder. And I'm not a murderer. I may have magic, but that doesn't mean that I'm a monster." Now Lord Ryan answers with smiling: "I know. You are your king's servant. You are a loyal and stubborn servant of your king." Merlin looks down, he smiles as he looks up again: "He's worth it, to give my life to serve him." Lord Ryan nods: "Get rest. Sleep a bit." and leaves the room.

Nice one

Queen Annis still sits in front of Sir Gwaine's bed, as Arthur enters the room. She stands up and looks down to Gwaine: "I await your decision." She nods towards King Arthur and leaves the room. Arthur takes her place: "Son of a king. I always thought you aren't noble. But you have been since the first day we met. Why didn't you tell me? I could have knight you even as my father was alive, you hadn't to leave Camelot." Gwaine shakes his head: "I never could have served your father. You had and have my loyality. You had been the first noble I started to trust. My own background wasn't important to me. To be honest, I hated nobles, I hated my status. I never wanted to be like these nobles I knew. For me, nobility isn't what you are, it is what you do." Arthur smiles and looks arround: "It is a nice city, but it needs progress." He pauses and looks his knight into his eyes: "Will you stay here? You could change a lot. You could stop slavery and public punishments." Gwaine looks up: "Do you want me to? Do you want to get rid of me?" Arthur laughs: "Of course not. You are always welcome home. Maybe you try for a while?" Gwaine nods: "I don't know. I need to think about it." He pauses and asks: "How are Sir Percival and Sir Galahad? Are they alright?" Arthur nods: "They had to stay some hours in the dungeons." Gwaine grins: "They knocked Percival out?" His king laughs: "They needed six men to get him down." He adds worried: "You were the one who made me sorrows. I'm glad that you feel better now." He smiles. Sir Gwaine sits up: "And Merlin? How is he?" Arthur answers: "He is sleeping." Gwaine nods: "He saved me, didn't he?" Gwaine sighs: "You and Merlin, you'll visit me here, will you?" Arthur stands up: "Of course. And I'm sure that all the other knights will accompany us." Arthur leaves the room. Gwaine dresses his boots as the door opens again. Sir Galahad and Sir Percival enter the room. Both are grining. Sir Gwaine looks up, he wonders: "What is it? What are you going to do?" Both bow. As Sir Percival looks up, he smiles towards his friend: "Your highness, we thought we serve you something to drink. We don't want you to die of thirst." He bows again. The three men start laughing and Sir Percival brings out a jug he hided before. Sir Galahad holds three cups. As they sit down at a table, Sir Gwaine looks sad: "I'm gonna miss you." Sir Percival nods: "Then it is true? You'll stay here?" Gwaine sighs: "I have to. I can change the things I hate so much." He drinks: "This is the first thing I have to change! They only drink wine here, how terrible is that? I need mead!" All laugh again. Sir Galahad looks sad: "You are my closest friend, I'm gonna miss you.." Gwaine looks into the young man's eyes: "Hey, we will see us again. And I'm sure Sir Percival will look after you." Sir Percival grins and hits with his big hand Galahad's shoulder that the wine in Sir Galahad's cup spills over.

In the morning Arthur and his servant walk arround the corner into the big hall. In the middle of the hall, Queen Annis sits on her throne. Sir Gwaine and Lord Ryan stand by her side. Arthur and Merlin look at each other and smile. As Queen Annis notices them, she stands up and walks towards them. Arthur makes a step and raises his hand for a handshake: "Thank you again for your help and support." Accepting Arthur's hand she answers: "You are welcome. I hope we will see us again next time. Goodbye and travel safely!" "Goodbye." Arthur looks over to Sir Gwaine and smiles. Queen Annis walks back to her throne and Gwaine gets closer to his friends. Sir Gwaine and Merlin hug each other. Merlin wispers: "I'm gonna miss you. It will be boring without you." Gwaine grins: "I'll miss you alike. Look after our king." As both take a step backwards, now Arthur and Gwaine hug each other. Arthur looks into his knight's eyes: "Look after yourself." Gwaine nods: "I will." He bows: "MyLord." Arthur smiles: "We have to go now. Sir Percival and Sir Galahad wait for us outside." Sir Gwaine smiles: "I know. I already have said goodbye to them." Arthur nods: "Then it is my turn to say goodbye. And Gwaine, never forget, you'll always have a home in Camelot." At home in Arthur's chambers the king sits behind his desk as Merlin enters the room. He looks up to his servant: "Merlin, how are you today?" Merlin smiles: "A lot better." Arthur smiles: "Sounds good, that means you go back to work?" Merlin nods: "At your service!" He grins and adds: "Thank you for saving my life." His king also grins: "I didn't saved your life. I bought your life. You are mine now. You life is in my hands." Merlin sighs: "Thank you for remembering me. By the way, could you please open this neck shackle. It is terrible." His friend still grins: "Why should I? I really like the idea. But we need another one for you. One with my coat of arms on it. Or we could write something on it, maybe something like that: property of Arthur Pendragon. I'm sure nobody will ever try again to abduct you." Merlin looks sceptically. Arthur laughs loudly. He stands up and walks over to his friend and looks into his eyes: "Merlin where is your sense of humor gone?" He grins and shows Merlin the key. He turns Merlin arround. "Merlin, why didn't you opened it with your magic?" Merlin looks down to the ground: "After you paid that large amount of money for me, I thought, that you would like to have the pleasure to open it." He smiles. His king opens his neck shackle and takes it off Merlin's neck. Merlin turns back: "Thank you Arthur." Arthur smiles: "Thank you for your loyality." Merlin bows and leaves the room. As he reaches the door, he turns back to his friend: "You don't need a neck shackle to hold my life in your hands. My life was always yours and it always will be." He bows again and closes after leaving the door. His friend watches him stunned.

Great! Its good they finaly get Merlin back but its bad Sir Gwaine had stay back(its a must for him)

Nxt bro...m with u n0 shakinq

d title of dis part is called "small step"

It is silently in the castle. King Arthur sits at a long table in the council chamber. In front of him on the table are lots of papers. He reads, takes a pen and signs and seals it. After finishing one Merlin hands him the next paper and it starts again. As Arthur finished with the last one, he looks up to his servant: "Ready? Please tell me that there are no more?" Merlin grins: "Finished for today." Arthur sighs and throws everything away from him, to place his head on his table: "I hate these days. I'm already dead. My hand hurts and my head smokes." His friend starts to pick up all the papers. He looks down to his king: "Come on, it isn't that hard. It is just once in a week. Look at me, I'm always working so much for you." Arthur sits up: "You? Working? You just stand here by my side. I haven't seen you working for a while." Merlin looks down to his king and shakes his head. He leaves the room carrying all the papers. As he returns without them, his king sits at exactly the same place in the same position. He looks up to Merlin: "Merlin, keep on smiling! You always laugh about my jokes, don't you?" Merlin smiles. His king, watching him, adds: "This is a lot better." Merlin picks up the last papers. Arthur smiles: "Merlin, why am I the man who tries to entertain us? You should make me laugh!" He grins. But his servant only sighs and leaves the room. After finishing this, he returns: "I'm your servant, not your jester." Arthur likes this game: "You are not?" He provocates Merlin: "I fear you are right. I'm pretty sure, this juggling is the only thing you have learned. Maybe it was just luck?" He grins at Merlin, stands up and puts his chair arround to sit down to watch straight at Merlin. Merlin watches him doing this sceptically. But his king goes on, with his arms, he welcomes him: "Merlin, come on. Now it is your turn. It is your chance to impress me." Merlin looks to the door, he is isn't convinced. Arthur following his view, adds: "Don't worry. Nobody will see you. It's only me. You know why, it is this day. They all know how much I hate this work. Signing papers is so boring, that is why they all run away from me today. You are always the only one who stands by me." He smiles and his eyes shine. Merlin makes some steps closer to his king: "Are you sure, you want me to do this?" And his king nods: "Yes Merlin. Show me what you are able to do." He sits up in his chair and watches his friend with upcoming tension. Merlin takes his position, he folds his hands and wispers some words into it. The color of his eyes change from blue to red and back to blue. Arthur watches it: "And now? I don't see anything?" Merlin smiles: "Don't be so impatient!" He opens his hands and throws its content in the air. Suddenly small snowflakes fall down on Arthur's head. Athur catches one, it melts in his hand. As the king looks back up, he watches the last falling down. After only a few seconds they are all gone. Only some watermarkes on the ground are to find. Arthur is fascinated, he looks up to Merlin. His friend smiles blessed and his eyes shine. Arthur smiles back: "Merlin, that was wonderfull. Seems you are not completely stupid. Thank you." Merlin's smile dies. In his eyes are now sadness and lonelyness: "I wished I could do that more often for you. Without beeing afraid to be watched by somebody." He looks down to the ground. His king makes some steps towards his friend: "Merlin, you know that I have changed the laws a bit. Camelot made a step into the right direction." Merlin nods: "I know. Will I ever be just me? The people of Camelot, will they ever accept magic again?" Arthur puts his hands on Merlin's shoulders: "Merlin, if we are alone, you can always be you. I trust you." Merlin sighs: "I will always need to hide myself." Arthur shakes his head: "For the next time, you will. It is one thing to bring on some snowflakes, it is another side of magic what kills people and causes a lot of pain. That's why the people don't trust magic anymore. Magic frightens people. I'm not entirely sure to trust magic itself by myself." Merlin swallows: "I could never do something that hurts you Arthur." Arthur smiles: "I know that Merlin. But if I allow your magic, I have to allow all people's magic. And the people of Camelot, they wouldn't understand that. It has caused to much pain the last time." He shakes his head: "You can't expect them to forget that so fast. That needs time." He takes his hand off Merlin's shoulder to look into his eyes: "Merlin look at me." The young sorcerer looks up, both look each other into their eyes. In Merlin's eyes some tears appear. But his king smiles: "Hey, after all you don't need to hide yourself before me or Gwaine. This is better than nothing. And in emergency you can use your magic in public without getting executed afterwards. I know, this is not what you expected, it is just a small step. To small for you, but believe me. It is a big one for Camelot." The king and his servant, in this moment, both just stand there to look at each other. Both smile.

It knocks. Arthur and Merlin frighten. The king takes a deep breath, he goes back to his chair and calls: "Enter!" As the door opens, Sir Leon enters the room. He looks to his king than to Merlin, he pauses: "Should I come back later?" His king shakes his head: "No, everything is alright." Sir Leon still wonders a bit about that mood in the room, but he decides to make some steps towards his king. Behind him, two guards are follwing, holding a man in their midst. Arthur looks sceptically to Merlin, who looks back in the same way. Arthur stands up and walks arround the table. Straight in front of the man, who is down an his knees now, he stops. King Arthur looks down to him. He is old, maybe as old as Gaius. He wears old clothes like a farmer. His less hair is grey and his eyes are green. He looks like a lovely old grandfather. There is nothing suspicious about him. Arthur looks over to Sir Leon, who nearly stands by his side: "What is it?" Sir Leon bows: "Sire, we watched him using magic in the courtyard." Arthur looks again down to the old man: "He used magic?" Sir Leon nods: "Yes, Sire. He entertained children by using his magic to let some butterflies appear. And he used his magic to let appear some flowers for the ladys." Arthur smiles and looks up to his knight: "That sounds more like tricks then like magic." Even as he is going to return to his chair, Sir Leon adds: "This is exactly what I first thought until I watched his eyes changing his colors. It was magic. I'm entirely sure." King Arthur pauses, for a short moment, he looks over to Merlin. In his face you already see the fear. Arthur fears thinking about what is coming. He turns arround, back to Sir Leon: "Did he hurt somebody?" Sir Leon shakes his head: "No, he didn't. But according to the laws of Camelot even the use of magic isn't allowed. It doesn't matter, wether somebody got hurt or not. He used magic not to protect or defend himself or other people." Arthur sighs: "Thank you Sir Leon, I know the words." Angrily he looks down to the old man: "What is your name? And what are you doing here in Camelot?" The old man looks up to the king: "MyLord, my name is Ruwen. I'm just an old fool and my end is near. Before dying, I wanted to see the famous city. That is why I'm here. My daughter made my wish come true." Arthur smiles for a second, but then his smiles dies: "And is it true that you used magic here in Camelot?" Ruwen nods: "Camelot is such a wonderfull city, the people, they are all so kind and nice. They have been so touching, I decided to give something in return. But I don't have a lot money. So I payed with what I'm able to. I entertained people by using magic. I brightened up their day." Arthur is stunned: "Didn't you know, that it isn't allowed to use magic in Camelot?" Ruwen smiles: "Everybody knows that. But I have made my dream come true. I have brought magic back to Camelot. Even it has been just for some minutes." In his eyes lightens pride and peace, no fear. Arthur still wonders, he shakes his head: "I have no choice." He looks over to Sir Leon: "Take him into the dungeons. His trial takes place in two days." Sir Leon bows and turns back towards the door. He leaves the council chamber. Both guards and Ruwen are following him outside the room. Arthur shakes his head again, before he looks over to his friend. Merlin watches him scared. Arthur's stomach hurts as he makes steps close to him: "Merlin, I don't know what to say. I.." A first tear runs down Merlin's face. He turns arround: "Please Arthur, you can't do this. He caused no harm." He dries his eyes with his arm. His king stands behind him: "Merlin, he was seen using magic." Angrily Merlin turns back to his king: "Yes,he did exactly the same, I did before. He entertained people. He used his magic to make people smile." The king puts his hands on Merlin's shoulders: "You know the law. He was seen doing that. This is the difference." Merlin shakes his head: "No, there is only one difference: he has no king as a friend." He pushes his king's hands away and angrily he leaves the room.

Ruwen sits on the ground in the dungeon in his cell. As Merlin enters the dungeon, he carries a tray. It contains a plate with soup and bread and a jar filled with water. He nods towards the guard who opens Ruwen's cell with his key. After Merlin has entered the cell, he locks the door again. Merlin sits down next to the old sorcerer and hands him the tray. He smiles at him: "I'm Merlin. I bring you some food. Please that soup is delicious, you should try." The old man wonders and looks at the young man in front of him. He takes his spoon and starts eating: "You are right. It is delicious. Did you cooked that?" Merlin nods. Sadly he looks up: "I wished I could do more." Now Ruwen is stunnded. He looks straight into his eyes and pauses his meal: "Why are you doing that for me? I always thought all people of Camelot hat sorcerer?" Merlin shakes his head: "I know that there is no evil in magic. It depends always on the sorcerer who uses it. You did no harm. I don't understand my king." Ruwen smiles: "Merlin, that was your name?" Merlin nods. "Merlin, this isn't your fault. But I thank you for your support." Merlin looks at the old man: "Can I ask you a question? Please?" The old sorcerer smiles: "You want to know, why I have done this? Why I used my magic in public?" Merlin nods again: "There was no need for that. And you knew that using magic isn't allowed in Camelot. But you did. You used magic." Ruwen puts his plate down on the ground and starts to explain: "Merlin, you are right. There was no need for me to use my magic. I just could have denied myself as I have done before. But there is a moment, when you realise that you did that for too long. I just didn't want to hide myself anymore. I just want the right to be who I am." He smiles and goes on: "And Merlin, I'm old. I have nothing to loose." Merlin shakes his head: "But your life!" "Merlin, Camelot did a step in the right direction. Magic is no longer the evil itself. Your king changed the laws one time. I decided to visit Camelot and to use my magic. I decided to give my life. I knew that this would happen. But I brought magic back in peoples mind. This is what I do for the future. And therefore I'll die happily." Merlin looks at the brave old man, he is stunned: "You decided that willingly? Ruwen smiles again and puts his hand on Merlin's leg: "Merlin, I have told you, I'm old. But you, you are young. It is your future. You'll welcome the day when you can use your magic without thinking about consequences. I hope, you will remember me than." Merlin takes a deep breath: "Why do you know me..?" Ruwen takes his plate: "Because of that. Only a sorcerer would care about a sorcerer. And only a sorcerer would ask your questions." Merlin shakes his head: "After all, it is wrong. Arthur made a wrong decision. He can't execute you." The old man looks up into Merlin's eyes: "You are the reason, he has changed the laws? Aren't you?" He smiles: "Nice to know. That makes me glad. Really. It gives me hope for the future and for all the others who are like you and me." Merlin looks down on the ground: "Maybe. But for you, it will be to late." Now the old man gets louder: "Merlin, I'm not sentenced to death by now. I have a right to a fair trial. Don't forget that." Merlin sighs: "I know, but I don't share your hopes. Arthur, he is a good man. But he sentences according to his laws and to the people of Camelot. I do what I can, I'll talk to him. But I can't promise anything." Ruwen nods friendly and restarts eating. Merlin stands up and makes a step towards the door. As the guard appears to open, he leaves the cell. He turns arround a last time: "Thank you." and leaves the dungeon. The old sorecerer watches him smiling.

King Arthur and his Queen are having supper. They sit at a table in their chambers. Merlin serves his king and refills his goblet with wine. It is silently in that room. That normally so relaxing and laughing trio don't know how to handle the situation. Gwen takes heart, as she looks up to Merlin to ask: "Merlin, you have been in the dungeon? Haven't you? How is the old man?" Arthur stops breathing, carefully he looks up to his friend. Merlin puts down his jar, he doesn't know what to answer. He wispers: "Yes, I've brought him some food and water." This is the moment when Arthur lays down his fork back on his plate. He has lost every appetite. Merlin looks down to him: "Doesn't taste your evening meal today MyLord?" Angrily Arthur stands up, he shouts: "Merlin, damned!" Gwen tries to calm down the situation: "Please Arthur.. please sit down." She looks up to Merlin: "Merlin your soup was lovely. As always. Would you clear the table, please?" Merlin nods, as he puts all plates together, a lonely single tear drops down on the highest plate. Both Arthur and Gwen have noticed that. It is Gwen again, who takes the word: "Merlin, why don't you go home for today. Have an early night. We'll manage. Get some rest." The young sorcerer nods, puts down the plates, turns arround and leaves the room. Leaving, he dries his face with his shirt. As the door closes, Arthur takes a deep breath, he looks up to Gwen: "Thank you. I don't know, how to handle. I don't know, what to do." His Queen stands up and walks arround the table. She stands behind her husband and puts her arms arround him: "Arhur, I'm sure, you'll make the right decision." Arthur looks up into her eyes: "This is so complicated. He is my most loyal friend. I don't want to loose him. But I can't ignore the laws. They are clearly. Magic, not used to defend, isn't allowed. The old man knew." He closes his eyes. Gwen strokes over his head: "Arthur, you have to do what you think is right. Merlin will accept it, whatever you decide. I'm pretty sure." Arthur shakes his head: "Maybe, but it will always stand between us." Gwen walks back to her place: "And if you think about an alternative? If you don't execute this sorcerer? You are the king, you changed the laws once. You could do it again." King Arthur opens his eyes again: "Don't you think that I already thought about that? But it isn't that easy. You know that. To change the laws again, I need the support of the people and the council of Camelot. And if it is about magic, I don't get it." Gwen smiles: "But you have some more time. As a wise king you decided to have this trial in two days. In between talk to your knights, talk with the council. You have time. And if you make a decision, be sure with it. Whatever you decide, you have to be sure. Only then, you will be able to look into your own and your friend's eyes." She smiles. And for the first time, after the old sorcerer was brought into the council chamber, Arthur smiles.

Merlin enters Gaius's chambers. His old friend awaits him, he looks at him. This is the moment Merlin can't hold back his tears anymore. He walks over to him to fall into his arms. He sobs loudly. Gaius holds him: "I know Merlin, I know. I'm sorry." As the young sorcerer calmed down, he makes a step backwards. He looks into his friends eyes: "Why? Why can he just think about to execute him? I don't understand it." His old friend looks sadly up to him: "Merlin, he has no choice. He has to follow the laws." Merlin is angry: "Laws, laws. What about the point, that it just have been butterflies and flowers? Nothing dangerous. He caused no harm." Gaius nods: "But at least he did exactly that. He used magic." Merlin looks over to him: "On whose side are you?" The old man takes Merlin back into his arms: "Merlin, I'm always by your side. I would give everything for you. But some things are just to big, even for you." Merlin holds his friend: "I'm sorry. I know, this isn't your fault. It is so unfair. I don't know what to do." Gaius strokes over his head: "Merlin, wait until Arthur made a decision. You know, there will be a trial." Merlin closes his eyes: "I was in the dungeon. I know, that this wasn't a good idea. But I wanted to know why he did it. I wanted to know how it feels, not to hide. It was a mistake." Gaius sighs: "Merlin, you are who you are. I knew that you would talk with that old sorcerer." Another tear runs down Merlin's face: "He did it willingly. He knew what would happen. He used his magic knowing that this would bring him his death. He told me, he wants to start another discussion about magic. He sacrifices himself for all sorcerer, he sacrifices himself for me. How can I handle this, tell me?" Gaius holds him: "It isn't your fault Merlin. It is not your fault." Merlin despairs: "But it was my duty to bring back magic to Camelot." Gaius looks straight into his friend's eyes: "Merlin, you aren't responsible for the decision of the old man. You aren't responsible for him. He decided for himself. You've told me that he decided to do that." Merlin nods and another tear runs down his face. Gaius dries it with his hands: "Merlin come on, smile. Trust Arthur, trust Gwen, trust your friends as you always did." Merlin tries a smile, but it isn't really working. Gaius makes a step besides: "Let's eat, you must be hungry." Merlin nods and follows his friend towards the table.

As the table round comes together the next morning, Arthur and Gwen enter the throne room. Merlin calmed down, he is by his king's side, as usual. As they enter the room, the king looks over to his friend. He nods towards Merlin. The table round has filled, there a only a few seats free. As Merlin looks arround, one emty seat he notices, is Sir Gwaine's one. The knight who stayed in queen Annis's kingdom. It hurts to find out, that he misses him. He misses his friend with his humor. As Arthur and Gwen take their seats, all other members sit down. Gaius sits right next to his king. Sie Leon sits next to Gwen. The royal couple faces Sir Galahad and Sir Percival on the other side of the table. Merlin took his place behind his king. He takes a deep breath. With tension he watches all the members, he looks over to Sir Leon who stands up to open the meeting. Sir Leon stands next to his Queen and looks arround: "MyLord, MyLady, knights and friends. I open this meeting of the round table." He looks to his king: "MyLord, do you want to start?" Arthur nods and stands up, the same time Sir Leon takes his seat. The king looks arround before he starts: "Members of the table round, today I want to discuss something close to my heart." He pauses and looks over to Merlin, and adds: "You know tomorrow the trial takes place. I have to decide about the life or death of the old sorcerer, who used magic in Camelot." He takes a deep breath: "I want you and me together to think about how to judge. I know the law is clearly, but don't forget, he caused no harm. He entertained people to brighten up their day. He used his magic for good, for the people of Camelot." He looks a last time arround, before he sits down again. Gwen smiles at him and takes his hand. Some noise rises. So Sir Leon stands up again: "Members of the round table. Please tell us your opinions straight here. We need to talk and discuss it, to find a solution." He takes his place again and nods towards his Queen. On the other side of the round table a knight stands up. He looks up with determination in his view: "MyLord, MyLady, knights and friends. I asked me before and I do it again today: Why did you, MyLord, changed the laws. And today you are telling us, that you have doubts to execute this man. He used magic knowingly and without to defend. But he did. He offended our laws." He looks arround and goes on: "I think that even the first changing was a big mistake. Look what we got! This old sorcerer came here to use his magic. I know how they are. Before you realise who he is, he kills you. I don't want to have them here. I want that you MyLord jugdge this man according to our laws. We can't allow these sorcerers to do what they want." As he sits down again, the noise comes back. All members of the table round look over to his king. He stands up and takes the word: "I understand your doubts. But I want you to think about it. He caused no harm. He is not an evil man, just because of the act, he has magic. And if a life is taken, it is forever. We can't bring him back to life afterwards. I agree with you in one point: he used magic, what isn't allowed. But I want you to think about the punishment. The amount of the penalty should be proportionate to the offense." He sits down again. Now Gaius stands up: "I totally agree with you. Camelot is a fair and just kingdom. So there must be fair and just sentence even for a unfair and unjust offense. To sentence a man to dead because of butterflies and flowers, brings us back to the time of king Uther. I'm sure that nobody wants this. We can't risk our progress because of a law, what should have been abolished long ago." He looks arround, before he takes his seat again. Now another knight stands up: "I don't think so. I don't want to risk the progress Camelot makes. But progress at any price is wrong. Don't forget Morgana and Mordred. Remember what magic made to them. Remember all the dead knights, because of them. If we allow magic, we have to remember, that there will be more sorcerers like them. My opinion is, that we sentense this man according to our laws, even if that means, that we have to execute him." Now Gwen stands up. She looks arround: "Please think about what you say. Do you remember my father? He was killed only for the fact, that he was seen together with a sorcerer. We all knew, that he wasn't a traitor. And of course, I did not forget what Morgana has caused, she killed my brother! But remember the great battle. If that old sorcerer didn't had helped us, we would have died all together. It was a sorcerer, who saved our kingdom." She sits down again. The noise comes back. A last knight stands up: "MyLord, MyLady. It seems you already have made your decision. So why are you here to talk about it? It is already a farce, nothing more. I always thought, it is the table round that makes the difference to unjust kingdoms. Wasn't it always our strength that we decide together? You are right, without the sorcerer we would have lost the battle. But without magic, we would never had to fight one." As he sits down again, all eyes are on the king. As his king stands up, Merlin frightens. He knows, what his king is going to do. And he frightens. Arthur looks arround a last time, before he takes the word: "You are right. It is my opinion, that to kill the old man, would be the wrong decision. But you have a point, we have to decide that together." He sighs: "I try to find a solution which is in harmony with the round table. Because the round table is Camelot. So please everybody, who shares my opinion, not to execute the man, stand up." He looks over to Sir Galahad and Sir Percival. Both stand up. Following them some other knights also stand up. Gaius and Gwen stand beside him. And beside his Queen stands Sir Leon. But all together they are less than the others. Arthur sighs: "The decision is made. I will sentence the old sorcerer according to our laws. This is the decision of the round table." And Sir Leon adds: "Therefore the meeting is closed." With this words all members stand up and leave the room. Gwen holds his king's hand: "You have tried it." She smiles at him and together with Gaius, she leaves the throne room. As the door closes, king and servant stay alone.

Hmmmmm! I'm even imagine watching this as a movie! so interesting. What a cruel kingdom!! Why would they execute someone that uses magic to entertain people?

na wetin sef...dey must nt kill him o enh en

Arthur and Merlin stay alone in that big room. The king still stands at his place at the round table. Slowly he truns arround to face his friend: "Merlin, I.." His friend shakes his head, he fights upcoming tears. He doesn't move, he is paralyzed. Arthur takes heart and walks over to his servant: "Merlin, I know how you must feel.." This is the moment Merlin's sadness turns into pure anger: "You know how I must feel? You know nothing!" He shouts at his king: "You don't know anything about me! You have absolutely no idea, how it feels to hide yourself all the time. You can't imagine, how it feels to be a fool, just to be able to disappear in the shadow. You don't even think about how it feels to deny yourself every single day. You know, how I must feel? You don't know me at all!" Arthur puts his hands on his friend's shoulders, but Merlin doesn't calm down: "And this members of the council or table round, they have, what they refuse for all who have magic: their freedom! This is all I ever wanted. They sentence people to death because of prejudices! They don't know that sorcerer or anyone else! All they knew, were Morgana and Mordred! This is called clan liability! I'm not responsible for what Morgana did, as you aren't responsible for what your father did." Stunned Merlin shakes his head. Arthur tries to reach him: "Merlin, I tried. You saw that magic has no acceptance in Camelot." Merlin looks up into his king's eyes: "That makes it that easy for you. The others are to blame. You are the king! You make the decisions! Sometimes a man has to do, what he believes is right and damn the consequences. You have told me that! Where is this man I once knew? Today you hide yourself behind your laws and your council. You should know it better! You know that there is no evil in magic only in the heart of men! You decided about a man's destiny! That old man, it could have been me. Have you thought about that? What if they had seen me using my magic to show you the snowflakes? But it is easier the way it is. It is always easier to execute a man you don't know." Helpless looks Arthur into Merlin's eyes: "I'm sorry." Merlin despairs: "You are sorry? This is everything you have to say?" Sadly he looks up to his king: "Can you imagine, what I have done for you and Camelot? And what I got in return? Everything I wanted was your acceptance. I wanted, you to see I'm not the fool, you always believed I'm. But now, I feel more lonely as before. For the people of Camelot I'm still a monster. Nothing has changed. I'm still the outsider I always was. And the fact that you know that, hurts me more as I can say. I'm lonely, since you know who I'm, even more as before." With this words Merlin turns arround and leaves his king alone.

Arthur enters Gaius's chambers. The old physician sits at his table to prepare a potion. His king looks up to him: "Gaius, where is Merlin? Is he in his room?" Gaius looks to Merlin's room and back to Arthur: "Why are you here? To arrest him?" Arthur shakes his head: "You know I wouldn't." Gaius sighs: "He is sitting on his bed. The meeting of the table round has hurt him very much." Arthur nods: "I know. Gaius, please, could you give us a moment?" The old man looks again to Merlin's chamber, he nods and puts all the thing in his hands down. On his way outside, he asks: "Arthur? Forgive him. I'm sure, he didn't mean it in that way. He is despaired." Arthur smiles: "I know that. I know." Gaius nods and leaves the room. Arthur walks upstairs the few steps towards Merlin's room. As he open the door, he finds his friend crouching on his bed. His view is lonely and sad. His king makes a step closer to Merlin. In front of him, Arthur smiles and Merlin looks up to his king. "Merlin, can I sit down by your side?" Merlin puts his legs out of his bed and moves aside. His friend sits down. Arthur looks at him, Merlin looks to the ground. Finally Arthur breakes the silence: "Merlin, I didn't know that you are lonely. I always thought that you are happy here in Camelot." Merlin shakes his head and looks up: "Arthur, I'm sorry. I didn't wanted to shout at you. I don't know what happend. I'm happy here in Camelot. I'm happy to be your servant. This is my home with Gaius and you. I'm sorry." Arthur smiles at him: "Merlin, you know that there are times, I need you tell me your opinion." But Merlin shakes his head again: "But this was far to much. I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me." Arthur puts his hand on his friend's shoulder: "I already have." Merlin tries a smile, but this dispute with his friend, he can't forget it. "Arthur, how it is going on?" Arthur takes his hand off, he sighs: "Honestly, I don't know. Tell me, are you going to accept my decision? What are you going to do, if I sentence this man to death?" Merlin looks into his king's eyes. "I'll follow you forever. That makes me to accept your decision." Arthur smiles: "Thank you Merlin. I promise he gets an fair and just trial." Merlin nods: "I accept it, but I don't understand it." Arthur stands up: "Merlin, we have to prepare for a trial. Are you coming with me?" Merlin stands up and follows his king.

The trial starts in the morning. King Arthur and his Queen have taken their places in the middle of the council chamber. Both are nervous, Merlin stands behind his king. The room is filled with the people of Camelot. The door opens und two guards lead the old sorcerer Ruwen into the room. Following them are Gaius and Sir Leon. Gaius stops by Ruwen's side, Sir Leon takes his position facing them. Arthur nods and the door closes. He stands up and looks arround. He pauses and makes a step towards the sorcerer. "Ruwen, is it correct , that you used magic without to defend, you used magic without emergency. What do you say?" Ruwen looks arround, his eyes stop at Merlin, who begs him with his eyes, he shakes his head. Ruwen smiles and looks up to the King of Camelot: "Everything you said, is right. I used my magic to let butterflies and flowers appear." A noise runs through the room. Gaius looks at the old sorcerer: "Please, stop talking. Everything you say, make it worse!" But Ruwen shakes his head: "I kept quiet for so long, for to long! To be honest, I kept quiet for the most time of my life. I didn't choose magic. Magic choosed me, I was born with it. Before the great purge, I was a happy man. I was accepted and a normal citizen of my village. After the great purge, I had to hide myself for the rest of my life." He pauses and looks arround. "I have never caused harm. I have a family like others, I plumped fields like others. I worked hard every day, like others. Yes, I have magic. But that doesn't make me walk arround killing people." Gaius tries a last streng view, but than he smiles and nods. Ruwen adds: "Yes, I used my magic, knowing it would bring me death. But I also know, that some people will remind me for even exactly doing that. I have brought back the discussions about magic to Camelot." He looks straight up to his king: "There is no evil in magic. And magic doesn't make you evil." He turns his head towards the peolpe of Camelot. "Look at me, I'm just an old man. There is no need to be afraid of me or of my butterflies. I'm just a man but with magic. Magic can be used for good. Believe me, if I didn't show you, who I'm, you would never have noticed." A long silence follows and Arthur sits down back on his chair. He is impressed and takes a deep breath: "Please bring on the witness!" Sir Leon makes a step towards his king and bows. Arthur nods: "Sir Leon, have you seen the man using magic?" Sir Leon answers: "Yes, MyLord. This man used magic to entertain people with butterflies and flowers." Arthur asks again: "Are you sure, that this was magic? Couldn't it have been a trick?" Sir Leon shakes his head: "There are no doubts. His eyes changed his color." Arthur sighs: "Thank you Sir Leon. Is there anyone else, who has something to say? May he speak now!" In that moment a young woman makes steps into the middle of the room: "This man, he is my father. Please, I beg you. He is just an old man, to old to beg for merci. That's why I do. Please, let him go. We will leave Camelot and never return." The king stands up: "You accompanied him?" The woman nods: "He told me, that he would like to see the city. I didn't know, what he was planing. If I knew, I never had made it possible." Arthur nods: "Thank you." The young woman bows and takes her place at her father's side. Torn between the laws and his knowledge to do the wrong, he starts walking up and down until Gwen stops him, taking his arm. She looks into his eyes: "Arthur, you have to make a decision. You are the king. You are the chief judge." Arthur sighs, he looks over to Merlin. His friend still stands behind Arthur's chair without movement. Arthur turns towards his people. Every men seems to stop breathing. As the King of Camelot takes a deep breath, he judges: "In the name of Camelot and his people, in the name of the King of Camelot and his laws, I sentence you to death. You offended our laws." He pauses: "According to our laws, your execution takes place tomorrow by noon." He nods towards his guards, who lead Ruwen out of the room. Now the people of Camelot leave the room, followed by knights. Arthur, Gwen,Merlin, Gaius and Sir Leon stay behind. Arthur doesn't look pleased. Sadly he looks into the round of his friends. Sir Leon makes a step towards his king: "You have done the right thing. Even it feels wrong in this moment. You made the right decision." Artur looks into his eyes: "I've sentenced a man to death because of butterflies!" He shakes his head. Gwen and Gaius look worried. They know how difficult this was for Arthur. They try a smile. Together with Sir Leon, they leave the room. Arthur turns towards his servant. Merlin didn't move. He stands there, behind the chair, without saying a word. As boths views find each other, Merlin makes a step to his king. Both stop and Merlin bows. Arthur takes deep breath. He understands what Merlin has told him with this gesture. Merlin turns arround and leaves the room. Arthur stays inside, dissatisfied with himself and the trial.

In the courtyard they started to buildt up the gallows. Inside the castle, Merlin stands inside Arthur's chambers and looks outside the window. Gwen takes a place next to him and follows his view: "Merlin, I'm sorry. I know, this is not the decision, you hoped for." Merlin shakes his head: "I don't understand him. That could be me. Don't I mean nothing to him? I know, I'm only a servant. But I always thought, we would share something special." Gwen sighs, she is worried: "Merlin you do! You and Arthur you share something special. This execution has nothing to do with you. You can't even think about it. He would never execute you!" Merlin looks up to his Queen: "He is a sorcerer like me. I thought in Camelot we have equality?" Gwen is speechless: "Merlin, I don't know what to say." Merlin looks outside the window again. The gallows is nearly complete. And Merlin's heart hurts: "Maybe I should go down there and tell them all who I'm. Would that save the man?" Now Gwen is stunned: "Merlin, wake up!" Merlin smiles at her and with a lot sarkasm in his voice, he answers: "Why? You have told me, that Arthur wouldn't execute me." Gwen sadly shakes her head: "Don't you see what happens? You are going to risk your friendship! Is it that, what you want? Try to accept his decision! You have know idea, how much he fears to loose you. And if I see you now, then I think, his fears could come true. Don't let hate and fear catch your heart! You know what happened to Morgana. That's not you!" Merlin sighs: "I'm not Morgana! I have already accepted his decision. But that doesn't mean that I need to love it. I'll always follow my king. But I won't forget, who I'm. I'm a sorcerer. And killing this old sorcerer is just wrong." He looks up to his Queen: "Anything else I can do for you?" Gwen shakes her head: "No, Merlin. Thank you. All I wish is, that you and Arthur reunite." Merlin bows and leaves the room. As Arthur enters the room, Gwen hasn't moved. She still looks out of the window. The gallows is completed. Arthur isn't as pleased as Gwen, as he looks down to it. He turns arround ond looks through his chamber: "Where is Merlin? I thought, he stays with you here?" Gwen shakes her head and turns towards his husband. Arthur asks her skeptically: "What happend?" Gwen makes a step towards him: "Merlin, he still believes that execution is wrong. He can't get over it." Arthur smiles: "This is nothing new. He never shares my decisions." Gwen shakes her head: "It is different this time. He so sad. He thinks, this old sorcerer, he could be him. He sees himself executed." Now Arthur is stunned: "Why does he think that? I never could execute him. He means more to me as I can say. He is my most loyal friend. I need him. Camelot needs him." Gwen smiles: "Arthur, I know that. But does he knows that? Maybe you shoud tell him. He is a sorcerer like the man, who you are going to execute. He is sad and unsure. And I fear, he is very lonely in that moment." Arthur looks to his door: "Are you sure? Maybe I should just give him time. If the execution is done, everything will be as always." Gwen puts her hand on his shoulder: "He needs you. Go. Show him, that he is important to you. Show him, that this execution has nothing to do with him." Arthur sighs: "Alright, I'll look after him."

They must not execute that man o.....haba, kilode, just because of making people happy by using magic.... Wrong law......

As Arthur enters Merlin's room, he finds Merlin packing. Wondering, he looks at him: "Merlin, what are you doing?" The young sorcerer looks up to his king: "I pack some things together." Arthur makes some steps close to his friend: "Merlin? Tell me? What does that mean?" Merlin shakes his head: "I promised to accept your decision. I do. But I can't stay here and watch him die. I can't stand by your side in this moment. I can't. I'll leave Camelot, while that execution takes place." Now Arthur is horrified: "Merlin, do you know, what you are telling me?" Merlin nods: "I'm. I'll leave the city in the morning. I will be back in the evening or in the following morning." Arthur looks into his friends eyes: "Merlin, please don't go. Don't leave me. I need you by my side. I can't do that without you." Merlin looks down on the ground: "Arthur you have to. I can't watch it. I can't. I can not bear the thought of all the people surrounding the gallows." Arthur is stunned and sits down on Merlin's bed: "Merlin, I know that this old man is important to you. But is he more important than me?" Merlin shakes his head: "Nobody is more important to me than you, nobody means more to me than you. But to keep it that way, I can't stand by your side and watch you executing him." He sits down next to Arthur: "You have my loyality, my life is yours. But knowing, that you are going to execute this sorcerer, is hardly to bear. Watching it, I can't bear it.. Arthur, I want to serve you. You are my king and my friend. I would do everything for you. But please, don't demand this from me. If I watch this man dying, maybe I never can trust you again. If I watch this man dying, I'll always fear that I'm the next one." Merlin looks up into his kings eyes: "Please, Arthur. Let me go. Let me leave the city just for one day. I have to, to keep on serving you. And I really want to. I want to be your servant. I want to be your friend." Arthur nods, he is hardly able to speak. He stands up and walks towards the door: "Merlin, before you leave me, say goodbye. Promise me." Merlin nods: "I promise." Downhearted his kings leaves Merlin's room.

hmmmmm.......

this is seri0us..jst bcuz of labalaba.,ko da oo

The king is on his way into his chambers, as he stops and turns towards the dungeon. In front of the cell of that old man, he stops and looks into it. Ruwen lies peacefully on the ground. As Ruwen notices the king, he sits up: "Your highness? Thank you for visiting me. It is at least lonely. My only entertainment is your guard. And he doesn't speak a lot." Arthur looks angrily at him: "You! Do you know, what you cause? Your lovely butterflies have much more consequences as you imagine." Ruwen smiles: "Than I have reached everything I wanted. Magic is in every mouth." Arthur shakes his head: "Why now? Why didn't you wait until I changed the laws again?" Ruwen still smiles: "How long? Didn't I wait long enough? Not every sorcerer has enough time to wait." Arthur is shocked: "That is a reason to come to Camelot and cause this troubles?" The old sorcerer looks up: "I did, what I thought, was right. If this is wrong, than sorry for that." Arthur shakes his head again: "I have to execute you, although I don't want to." Ruwen asks: "Why are you doing it then? I thought, you are the king? And why do you still have such laws? What is a real point about that? Maybe you are just afraid of your own courage? Or are you afraid of the truth?" Arthur is stunned: "How do you mean that?" Ruwen answers: "That's easy. What would happen, if you would allow magic? What would your people think? That your father was wrong? What if Morgana never had to hide, who she was? If she never had been lonely? Would there been a reason for her hate? Did you ever asked you that? You are a good king and I see, that you are going a good way. But a lot of your problems are homemade. As long sorcerers have to hide themselfes, as long they fear for their lifes, as long as Camelot hunts minors, there will be no true peace in Camelot. Think about my words." Arthur is hardly able to speak: "I try to bring the magic back step by step. It is my duty to a special friend. But this needs time. My people don't trust magic. You try to force what is impossible ." Ruwen smiles: "Then you have to execute me."Arthur looks down to the floor: "I fear, if I do that, I loose somebody, I can't loose." He looks up: "May I make a suggestion. I free you. Tomorrow I'll tell them, that you escaped. You are alive and I don't need to execute you." Ruwen sits back down on the ground: "I won't run away. I wanted to bring back the discussions about magic. I won't show them that magic can be used to escape. I'm happy with everything going to. My execution will have a lot of witnesses." Arthur tries to convince the sorcerer for a last time: "Please. Accept my offer. Don't force me to do, I don't want to." But Ruwen lays down again: "I wish you and your queen a lovely night. Sleep well." Arthur turns arround and leaves the dungeon, as the old sorcerer calls: "You are the king. You are Camelot. You have to decide."

At dawn, Merlin is putting last things on his horse. He prepares for leaving. He looks up to his king's chambers. Now he regrets, that he promised him not to leave without saying goodbye. He prefers riding away without anybody noticing him. But he did. He promised. So he turns arround and walks upstairs. As he enters the castle, his king awaits him. "Merlin, for a moment I thought you would break your promise." Sadly he smiles at Merlin. Merlin also tries to smile: "Arthur, thank you for letting me go today." Arthur shakes his head: "Not voluntarily. I'd prefer to have you by my side. But I understand, why you can't stay with me today. Where are you going?" Merlin shrugs: "Does that matter?" His king sighs: "Merlin, I just want to know, where I can find you. That's all." Merlin looks towards his horse: "Do you remember the lake, where we buried Sir Elyan? I'll go there." Arthur smiles: "Thank you Merlin. Will you be back in time for supper?" Merlin shakes his head: "I don't think so." Now his friend asks: "But you will come back, won't you?" Merlin turns back towards his friend and looks straight into his eyes. They are full of fear. Merlin bows: "I promise, I'll come back." His king takes a deep breath: "Thank you. I'll wait for you. Be careful. Don't get catched!" This is the moment, even Merlin smiles. Arthur's words are pure sorrow. "Arthur, I leave you for only one day." His king shakes his head: "I fear to loose you, this execution.." Merlin interrupts his king lovingly: "Arthur, you won't. You won't loose me. I never could leave you." The royal couple stands on the balcony. Nervous look both down into the courtyard. They look down to find the gallows. The executioner is checking the rope for a last time. Arround the gallows the people of Camelot have taken their places. In this moment the guards lead the old man towards the gallows. All people are quite, all people observe the situation. Ruwen walks up the stairs. He stands himself on a block and the executioner puts the rope arround his neck. Ruwen looks smiling arround. Suddenly a young woman climbs up that podium. It is Ruwen's daughter. She hugs her father, she cries, she sobs. The guards make a step towards her and pull her off her father. All look up to their king. Arthur looks down to the old man, to his daughter, to the gate of the courtyard. A picture of his magical friend appears. He looks down to the gallows again. It is as the time stands still. Gwen takes his hand. Arthur looks sadly into her eyes. She smiles: "Arthur, they wait for your sign. You are the king. Never forget that. You make the decisions. Follow your heart." Arthur looks down to that gallows. He raises his hand. But not to give the sign to execute the man, but to take the word: "Wait! Stop that!" He looks down to his wondering people and adds: "I can't do that." He takes a deep breath: "People of Camelot, I know, I have already sentenced this man to death. But I decide now, not to execute him. Yes, this man offended our laws. Yes, he used magic. He used magic to entertain you with butterflies! I can't execute a man because of butterflies. I always thought, I'm a just and fair king. I always thought, Camelot is a just and fair kingdom. That is why I think, there should also be just and fair punishments. To execute this man, is wrong, it isn't just." Stunned his people look up to their king. They smile and nod to show him their support. And so Arthur adds: "Ruwen, you have to leave Camelot. You have until tomorrow morning." He nods towards his guards: "Let him go!" The executioner takes off the rope and the old man jumps down. The guards open his shakles. In this moment his daughter is back to hug him. Ruwen bows and leaves together with his daughter the podium. Arthur smiles. A big stone falls off his heart. "Long live the king! Long live the king!" His people are proud! Happily Arthur looks towards his wife and kisses her. "Long live the king and his queen!" After some minutes everything is over. The poeple left the courtyard. Happily they walk home. Only the royal couple stays and looks down to the gallows. Arthur sighs: "I wished Merlin would have seen that." Gwen smiles: "I'm sure, he would have been very proud of you." Both smile. Gwen goes back into the castle. Arthur looks a last time towards the gate. His eyes are looking for his friend. But they can't find Merlin.

Meanwhile Merlin arrived at the lake. He doesn't know how the execution ended. Silently and sadly he looks above the water. Memoirs come up into his mind. He smiles when he remembers Freya, Lancelot and Elyan. But at the same time it hurts. After moments of silence, he turns arround to sit down next to a small fire. He feels lonely and close to missing friends at the same time. He needs a friend to talk. He misses Gwaine. "How are you old friend? Have you already brought mead into the kingdom? I miss you and your humor. I'm sure, you would have found a reason to laugh about all that. This is what I really need, your relaxed mood." "Sir Gwaine?" Queen Annis asks him again. He jumps up. Annis smiles at him: "Everything alright?" Gwaine nods: "Sorry, I was in thoughts. Who is the next one?" Annis grins: "The Earls are following. Are you ready?" Gwaine sighs: "Not really. I can't remember all them. Why do I have to know them all?" Queen Annis smiles: "You need to know the most important people of our kingdom." The knight sighs again: "I'm terribly wrong in remembering names. Especially if they are all nobles. I'm sure I'm going to mix them up. And why do they have that old names? They sound as if they already died out?" He drinks a big gulp and nods: "Alright, bring on the next fossil." Merlin lies next to the fire. He looks into the sky and watches the stars. Today they brighten more than usually. Merlin smiles as he recognises the constellation of the dragon. "Kilgharrah" he wispers the name of the Great Dragon. He sits up, instinctively he calls him: "Draca, eom, ala, sece findan metan, teosu hus anbid! (phonetic: Drakon, e male so ftengometta tesd hup anankes!)" But Kilgharrah doesn't appear. How could he, the dragon is dead. He sacrificed his life for Arthur. But something has changed. The constellation of the dragon brightens up! At the same time a cool breeze comes arround. Like a breath strokes it over Merlin's arms. And than everything stops, as if the time stands still. Everything freezes. Only a wisper calls: "Merlin!" The young sorcerer jumps up. He looks arround as the voice calls him again. The voice calls him in his mind. It is the voice of the Great Dragon! "Merlin!" He looks arround again. "Where are you?" The voice of the dragon wispers: "I'm all around you. And nowhere. I'm in the air and in the water, in fire and earth. I fly with the wind, if you call me. I'm magic and magic is you. We are akin." Merlin is hardly able to believe, what he hears. He is full of joy and happiness. He has so many questions. Before he can ask only one, the dragon takes the word. "Merlin, go home. Go home to your King. He needs you." Merlin closes his eyes. "I can't go home. I need some more time." But the dragon adds: "Merlin I know, this isn't easy. But you have his acceptance. You can bring back magic to Camelot. Go home. Don't wait until dawn." Merlin looks up to the stars to the constellation. "Merlin trust your king." The young sorcerer smiles. "I thank you. I needed to listen to your words so much. I needed to talk to somebody else with magic. But how is that possible?" The cool breeze returns, it hugs Merlin. "Merlin I have told you, I'll be immortal. I live in your imagination. I'm always with you." Suddenly everything is over. Merlin smiles. "Thank you old friend." He turns around and walks back to his horse and starts preparing his travel.

did merlin made it bak to camelot? Watch out 4 2morrow episode.........................................................................................comment 4 more

haaah.... Wetin be did he made it to Camelot? Abeg no start joking with that kin thing o! Author's decision only gave magic a little freedom, because he had not change the law...... Gwaine is also worried much about Merlin and its vice-versa!

bros na whc wan b did he make it bk 2 camelot....abeq stop rouqh play o

I just commented...... I've once planned on doing some fictions on merlin but here u did a great job... Keep on man... Though i didn't read from the start but i still understand every bite of this story.... Way to go bruh.... Am addicted on reading the end... Don't keep me waiting.

Arthur lies next to his queen. While his wife sleeps he is awake and looks arround. His mind recaps the day, the trial. The whole afternoon he waited for his friend to return. But Merlin didn't come home. Arthur still fears, that his friend decided not to come back to him. He sighs "Merlin where are you? Come home to me." A light catches his attention. As if the stars would brighten more than usually, they shine into his chamber. Arthur stands up and sneaks outside. Only dressed with a trouser, he walks down the stairs into the courtyard. As he looks up, he recognises the constellation of the dragon. Suddenly a cool breeze comes arround him. As the stars are covered by clouds, everything is as it should be. Peacefully. Arthur takes a torch and passes the courtyard. He passes the guards and climbs up the wall. He looks arround about his city, the lower town, the woods. He smiles "I did this for you. For you and Camelot. The old man was right. Every man should have the right to live freely." And sadly he adds: "Merlin, please give me the possibility to explain me. Come home. I can't rule the kingdom without you. What is a king without his servant." Without that he noticed, his wife clothed with a bis cape accompanied him. "Arthur come back to bed. I'm sure he'll return. He promised." Arthur shakes his head. "If not? If I were him, I wouldn't. Why should he? Here he has to hide himself. And he always fears that he gets executed in the end. Without me he could life his life as a sorcerer." Gwen looks into Arthur 's eyes: "Maybe, but there is one thing that you forget. He loves you. He loves you more than himself. Without you, he is lonely. You and Merlin, you belong together. For this reason he' ll return. So come back to bed." Arthur kisses his wife. "Give me just a minute." Gwen nods and walks back into the castle. Arthur looks up to the stars for a last time. He sighs and follows his queen.

Merlin is riding through the darkness. Thanks to his magic, he finds his way. The dragon's words gave Merlin hope. But there are still some doubts. "What about our relationship? That execution, it could always stand between us. Can I forget it, knowing he did it for the kingdom? And what is Arthur going to say that I left him alone?" He sighs. It is dawn as Merlin arrives at the city. Arthur sits at a long table in the council chamber. He had an early morning, he wasn' t able to sleep at all. He looks over to his door. He waits for Merlin. He still fears, that his friend decided not to come back to Camelot. Sadly he takes a piece of paper and seals it. It is the new version of the law about using magic in Camelot : "It is forbidden to use magic in Camleot." "A person who uses magic as an act in self- defence does not act unlawfully." "A person who, faced with an imminent danger to life, limb, freedom, honour, property or another legal interest which cannot otherwise be averted, uses magic as an act to avert the danger from himself or another, does not act unlawfully." "The amount of the penalty should be proportionate to the offense." Proudly he reads it for a last time: "Merlin, I wish you would come home. I need to show you that." And again his view goes over to the door. Finally he stands up to look out of the window into the courtyard. Arthur recognises the old sorcerer and his daughter. He smiles, turns around and leaves his room. The King of Camelot walks down the stairs into the courtyard. "Ruwen?" The old man turns towards Arthur "Your highness? You aren't sleeping anymore?" Arthur shakes his head: "I couldn't sleep. You are leaving? " Ruwen nods: " We go home." He smiles at his daughter by his side. Arthur looks from one to another: "I wish you all the best. Travel safely. Thank you. " The old sorcerer nods: "I thank you. Goodbye. MyLord one thing, could you send some greets to Merlin?" For some seconds Arthur is stunned: "Of course." Ruwen bows, he and his daughter leave the courtyard. At this moment Merlin rides into the courtyard. It is silent. It seems, that the people of Camelot are still sleeping. There are at least two men guarding the gate towards the courtyard. As he rides arround the corner, the old sorcerer and his daughter are leaving. He is alive! Behind them on the stairs stand his king. Merlin jumps off his horse to run towards his friend. His eyes shine. Now Arthur discovers his friend in the courtyard. Happily he smiles at him. He is proud. As Merlin passes Ruwen, the old man turns towards him and waves. Merlin smiles and nods. But in his thoughts, he is already by his king 's side.

Merlin has passed the old sorcerer. He looks up to his king and friend. Arthur stands in the sun's first light. As his servant makes a step towards him, a big noise coming from the gate, makes both look around. Merlin and his king look at each other. "Merlin what was that?" Merlin looks back to the gate. "Sounds as it came from the gate." Arthur runs down the stairs, passes Merlin, towards the gate. Merlin sighs and follows him. In the gate stands Ruwen. He calls: "Please stop doing that! Why do you do this? After all we achieved?" His daughter makes some steps towards him: "Father, go out of my way. I'll put an end to it. He may not have killed you, but remember, how much have already died? I've killed that guards and now I'll kill that complacent king. Go out of my way!" Ruwen shakes his head: "No, I won't. At first you have to kill me." His daughter laughs loudly: "Do you really think, I can't do that? Why do you protect a man, who nearly executed you? The Pendragons hunted and slaughtered people like us." The old sorcerer is horrified: "Don't you realise that a new age has aleady begun? You could ruin all that!" But she only smiles: "Father. There are no witnesses here in the moment. Only me, you, Arthur and his servant. And now, go out of my way." Ruwen looks up to her: "I won't." His daughter keeps on smiling: "As you wish." As Arthur and Merlin reach the gate, on both sides lay the guards. Merlin goes down on his knees. He shakes his head: "They are dead." As he looks up into his friend's eyes, he finds disappointment. Merlin looks down to the ground. He ist horrified. As both look up, Ruwen flys against a big wall. And his daughter stands in the gate. She smiles evil and raises her hand: "Goodbye King of Camelot!" Before she is able to cast another spell, a sword of the guards flys through the air and spears her. Immediately she is dead. Arthur looks over to Merlin. Just in time, he notices his friend's eyes changing their color. Both look at each other. The old sorcerer groans. Merlin goes down to hold his head. Arthur goes on his knees by his side. Ruwen smiles, closes his eyes and wispers a last spell, before he dies. Merlin and his king look up. Hundrets of butterflies appear and start their flight surrounding Arthur and Merlin, following their way over the castle towards the sun.

tat all all 4 2day

tat shouldn't be all all 4 2day! Wow! Why would that lady wishes to kill Arthur? Her act had lead to her & her father's death. such a stupid act it is....... Its good Merlin was there in time(for him to see that Ruwen wasn't executed and for him to resue Arthur)

afraid catch me tsha.,..its qood merlin was there in time

Didn't you guys see what happened... Merlin didn't stop her.... It was a guard to sling a sward causing her death.... Common bruh that can be the update for today.... Thank me later for the pictures i added to ur story...... I salute with my hands up

Wat hapen in dat part I will explain.merlin and aurthur came to d scene late and they find out tat some guards are died as ruwen daughter want to runaway merlin use magic to lift d sword of 1 of d dead man and send it towards d girl so she died. Hope dis help...........................................................................I will continue d story later in d day

So i guessed ryt, twaz actually merlin d@ killed d gal and nt an anonymous guard lyk shaxee insinuated. Oya, weir d nxt episode?

Tanks @somkhid, u were of gr8 help

d title of dis part is "spirits i called" Merlin and Arthur are on the training ground. Both swing a sword. While Merlin isn't pleased, his king enjoys the situation. He smiles: "Come on Merlin, attack me!" Merlin shakes his head: "This is stupid. I'm not even wearing a chainmail like you." Arthur grins: "That's why I don't attack you. I'll only defend myself. I promise, I won't hurt you." Merlin still isn't pleased. He looks arround, it is dawn. This should be a lovely day, all he wanted was watching his master doing his daily workout. And now that. Arthur provocates his servant: "Are you afraid? Show me what you've learned. I know, that you are a lot better with the sword as before." Merlin shakes his head again: "Please, you know how much I hate that. You are the best fighter here, I don't want to fight." Arthgur grins: "I know, but I want you to. And Merlin, without using your magic. No cheating today!" Merlin sighs, he raises his sword and unmotivated he attacks his king. Arthur makes a simple step beside, turns around and holds his sword on Merlin's breast: "Merlin! Come on, otherwise I decide to attack you!" He takes his sword down. Merlin takes a deep breath and attacks his king again. This time with a lot more power. So there is a little fight. Both swords meet each other. Arthur avoids: "Not bad at all. Try it again!" Merlin shakes his head, he tries to convince his king: "Please, let us stop it now." But his king only grins: "Come on Merlin, try to hit me!" So Merlin starts a last attack with a lot more concentration. Both swords buzz through the air. Arthur defends his servants attacks easily. Suddenly Merlin turns around himself, to attack his king from the other side. Arthur parries and reflexively he makes a counter attacke. He aims towards his servants left side. Merlin raises his sword to defend himself, he can play that game. He watches his king's sword, defending, as the world stands still. Mid- motion, everything freezes. Merlin can't move, he is catched in a vision. vision: A Grave mound, with a sword in it. A hand takes that sword and pulls it out. That sword shines in the sunlight. Can you see this hack in it? It looks as if there is a small part broken out of it. It is Mordred's sword! Unless the missing part, it hasn't lost anything of his powers. Now the point of view changes. A man swings this sword in a fight. He attacks a knight of Camelot. His red cape shines clearly, it is definitely a knight of Camelot. But who is it? He is strong and with blond hair. In the next moment the knight got hit by Mordred's sword. He falls down on the ground. Lying on the floor, the man who swings it, hurts his back. It is his death verdict. The knight dies. But who is it? The face of the knight is covered. This is the moment, when the man, swinging the sword, is to see: he has dark hair, he is dirty and has a beard. He looks at the sword and swings it through the air. He turns towards a group of man. He is a leader of robbers! Than all is over, the world goes on. Arthur's attack goes on. Only Merlin is still shocked. He takes his sword down. This pictures have been to much. Stunned, he just stands there trying to understand, what he saw. Arthur realising that his friend doesn't defend himself anymore, tries to stop his attack. But it is to late, he can't. He can't stop his movement, so he tries to change the direction. Nevertheless he hits Merlin's shoulder with his sword and causes a deep cut. Arthur is shocked, he shouts: "Merlin, damned! Where are you with your thoughts?" He throws his sword down to the ground and walks over to Merlin. Merlin looks scared into his friend's eyes and faints. "Merlin! Merlin! Can you hear me?" But Merlin doesn't hear. Spontaneously he pulls his friend up and walks with Merlin lying over his shoulder towards his physician Gaius.

Merlin lies in his bed. He isn't awaked at that moment, he is still fainted. Gaius cleans the wound and examines his young friend. Accusing he looks up to his king: "What happened?" Arthur wispers: "That was my idea. Merlin didn't want to join our fight. I promised to be careful and only to defend myself. I overreacted. I did a conter. I was entirely sure, that Merlin would be able to handle that. He raised his sword to parry. I don't know what happened. He put it down in the next moment. I can't explain. He was just.. I couldn't stop my movement. All I could do, was trying to hit him not that hard. I tried to lead my sword off Merlin. It wasn't enough. Finally I hit him on his shoulder." Gaius sighs: "I can see that. Especially you should know it better. Merlin isn't a fighter!" Arthur nods: "I'm sorry. How is he?" Angrily the physician adds: "The wound isn't very deep. He had a lot of luck. He should be fast on his legs again." Arthur takes a deep breath: "Thank you Gaius." This is the moment Merlin awakes. He looks up to his friends. Gaius takes the word: "Merlin, do you know what you do to me? Is it necessary that you scare me in that way?" Merlin touches his bandaged shoulder: "What happened?" His king tries to explain the situation: "That was me. I have hurt you with my sword. What was wrong out there? You handled your sword well and in the next moment... you stopped without a reason." The sorcerer remembers: "Yes, I was.. I had a vision. I have seen.." He pauses and looks up to his king. The man with this blond hair, it must have been Arthur. Merlin is sure. He is shocked. Arthur shakes his head: "Merlin, this vision. I could have killed you! What if I had hurt you more? Your damned magic!" Gaius tries to calm both down: "Everything will be alright. Maybe you just train next time with your knights?" Arthur nods and touches his servant's shoulder: "I'm sorry Merlin. I didn't meant it that way. Get some rest." He stands up, nods towards Gaius and leaves the room. The physician smiles: "He is right. Get rest Merlin." Merlin nods, closes his eyes and falls asleep.

It is dark. To be honest, it is more than dark. It is pitch-dark. Merlin is wondering, shouldn't he lie in a bed? He touches his shoulder, but there is nothing. No wound, no bandage. "What' s wrong? Where am I?" Timid he raises his hand and wispers: "Leohd!" As the color of Merlin's eyes changes, a small light appears in his hand. But it brightens enough to have a look around. There is nothing. Merlin finds himself in a big room, he can't see its end. Nobody else seems to be here, nothing but emtyness. He expands his light to look through the room. He is cold. It is cold. He looks around, he is looking for an exit. But he can't find one. Everything around him is just darkness. Only his little light brightens. But is it a room? He can't see walls? He goes down on his knees. The ground is made of stone and cold. As he looks up, he finds nothing but darkness. No stars, no moon. Panic rises. He jumps up and starts running. He runs and runs and doesn't move in the end. He can't find an end of that room or an exit. He circles, he looks into all directions. But there is nothing but darkness and emtyness. He freezes and trembles. He kills the light to embrace his body. Afraid he calls: "Gaius!" He listens but nobody answers. "Arthur!" But his kings doesn't hear. "Gwen!" He listens but there is only silence. He is lonely, lonely in an endless room. Slowly he goes down on his knees, he goes down to the ground. "Where are you? Where I am? Why did you all leave me alone?" Desperation rises. Like a sickness it crawls in his body, in his mind. "A noise? Hallo, is there anybody?" He jumps up. But he gets no answer. But there are noises, they rise from all sides towards him. But he doesn't recognise who causes them. Panic- stricken he runs in one, than in the other direction. Without success. Still the noises. They come towards him. But they aren't encouraging. He fears them. A throb follows a thunder, a groan follows a moan, a scream follows a sob. He fears them. Afraid he walks backwards without to turn away his eyes of the direction where the noises rise. Step by step he walks backwards. Suddenly he can't go on. There is something behind him. He turns around to watch a wall. He starts running along that wall. There must be a door. He runs and runs, the noises follow him. He looks around, but there is still nothing but darkness. He runs and runs until he is completely exhausted, he stops breathlessly. The noises, they are closer now. They get closer and closer from all directions. And he can't go backwards anymore. He feels the wall on his back. He calls after his friends: "Arthur? Gwen? Gaius?" But he listens in vain. "Leohd!" That small light appears again in his hand. There is still no end, no way out. Thank god, that noises calmed down. On that wall, he goes down to the ground. He crouchs to the ground, he makes himself as small as possible. He kills the light. He has no choice but to wait. One of his friends will miss him. One of his friends will come here to bring him home. He wispers into the darkness: "Arthur will come. He'll bring me home."

Gaius looks down to Merlin. His friend still lies in his bed. Gaius makes a step closer towards him, he tries to awake him: "Merlin, wake up! I know, that your shoulder hurts. But it isn't that bad at all. Stand up, you can help me with my work as long you aren't able to work for Arthur." But Merlin doesn't move. Gaius makes another step closer to his friend. Something is wrong. Merlin sweats and freezes at same time. Gaius frightens, he sits down on his bed to check his pulse and his temperature:"Merlin, you are burning up. What..?" Worried he looks down to Merlin. Some minutes later Arthur enters Gaius's chambers. "Gaius where are you?" He looks around, but he can't find his physician. "I'm here, in Merlin's room!" Arthur walks towards the room and opens the door to Merlin's small room: "Gaius, you have send after me? What is that pressing?" But than he notices his physician paralyzed sitting next to Merlin's bed. Merlin still lies inside. He doesn't move. His breath his weak. "Gaius, what is wrong?" Gaius looks up, his eyes are despaired: "I don't know. I found him that way. Nothing I do, works and his fever is burning up!" Arthur looks down to his servant. He is haggard. His hair sticks to his head and his skin is badly grey colored. He shakes his head: "I don't understand that. Didn't you say, that his wound isn't that deep?" Gaius nods: "This is the way, it should be. I changed his bandges. His wound isn't infected. " No his king wonders: "If it isn't his wound, what causes that?" Gaius shakes his head again: "I don't know. I don't really know. I tried everything to stimulate his circulation. Nothing works." Arthur looks afraid. He knows Gaius long enough to notice how worried he really is. And that isn't a good sign at all. "Gaius, if it isn't the wound, what is it? Why don't you want to tell me?" Gaius sighs: "I fear, it is sorcery." Stunned Arthur tumbles backwards: "Sorcery? But how?" Gaius looks up to his king: "I wished I knew. Merlin is the only sorcerer here. I don't know who could have done this. And what is even more important, I don't knwo how to fight it." Arthur takes heart: "I'll search the town. If this is sorcery and caused by a sorcerer, I'll find him." He turns around and leaves the room.

The noises are getting closer again. A cold shiver runs down Merlin's back. As he looks up, he frightens. He looks into the eyes of a dark dressed woman. She is angrily. It is Morgana. Merlin shakes his head: "No that can't be. You should be dead. I've killed you with Arthur's sword. It was like yours forged in the dragon's breath. It is impossible that you survived that!" Morgana smiles evil. The young sorcerer tries to catch her dress, but he isn't able to get it. He engages through her. "Emrys, you have killed me. You are to blame for my death. You are to blame for so many people's deaths. So many people like you and me, people with magic. You have betrayed us. You could have brought back magic to Camelot by my and Mordred's side. Together we had build up a new kingdom. A kingdom, where people like us, didn't need to hide. The people of Camelot, they would have been scared if they had been just listen your name. But no, you chose a life where you had to hide yourself. You chose a life, to live in fears. Merlin this is your fault. Don't you want to be who you are? I always thought this is what you really wanted." Merlin shakes his head: "Go away! You are only a brainchild of my mind! You are not real! Go away, leave me!" Morgana starts laughing laudly: "Merlin, I'm dead. But you are alike. Your king has killed you. Did you really believed, he would accept you and your magic one day? You are a fool!" Merlin jumps up: "That isn't true. I'm not dead and Arthur didn't kill me. He never would. He is my friend!" Morgana's view is full of hate: "No? Didn't he hurt your shoulder? With his sword? Although you have told him, that you aren't wearing a chainmail? Didn't he sentenced your magic? What have been his words? Wait, it was: You and your damned magic! Haven't this been his exact words? He his happy, that you are gone. He has already a new servant. What was his name? Do you remember George? He is better servant as you ever could be." She laughs again laudly. She mocks: "Merlin, how naiv you are. After all we have been through you should know. Never trust a foe! Arthur is your enemy. He hunted us and killed us. And you Merlin, you helped him doing that!" Panic rises in Merlin. He walks backwards to the wall. He takes his hands to hide his face: "No. No, that isn't true. Arthur is a good king. I helped him to build a fair and just kingdom. You can't change my mind. You can't make be believe your words. You can't make me believe, that everything I did, was wrong." Morgana makes a step closer to Merlin. He feels her cold presence. He freezes. "Merlin, you are a murderer. You have killed people like you and me. Only me could have brought back the magic, I could have freed the kingdom. I could have brought you freedom! How many of your friends did you sacrificed to protect Arthur? How many? And how many will it be?" With this words she laughs again. They echo through Merlin's mind. And again her laugh. Her laugh and her words: "Murderer! Murderer! Murderer!"

Gwen sits a a table in the council chamber, while Arthur walks up and down nervously. She tries to calm down her husband: "Arthur, I'm sure, Gaius finds a way to save Merlin. He will be alright. And your knights search the town. They will find that sorcerer." Arthur looks at her: "And what if not? What if we don't find that sorcerer. Or what if he is to powerfull?" He shakes his head. "I change the laws and what do I get in return? Somebody uses his magic against Merlin! This is madness!" He pauses and looks towards the door. Sir Leon and Gaius enter the room. Both are having less hope in their eyes. "Sire." Sir Leon starts talking: "Sire, we have searched the town. We looked into every house. We watched in every corner. We didn't find only a trace of a sorcerer. I'm sorry." Arthur walks towards him: "Try again. We need to find that sorcerer. I beg you." Sir Leon nods and leaves the room. Now Arthur looks into Gaius's eyes: "How is he?" Gaius shakes his head. Nothing changed. At least it isn't is worse than in the morning." Arthur sighs: "There must be something you could do?" Gaius looks down to the floor: "I fear, we still have to find that sorcerer. We need to find the man who caused it." Arthur turns around and starts again running up and down: "This is all my fault. If I hadn't hurt Merlin with my sword, he would be able to defend himself against that attack by sorcery." This is the moment Gaius listens, he asks: "You have hurt him with your sword? With the king's sword?" His king pauses: "Does that matter? Yes, I was swinging my sword." Gaius takes a deep breath: "Than you can stop searching for a sorcerer. I now what happend and who caused Merlin's sickness. That was you with your sword." Arthur and his queen are wondering. Gaius sits down at the table before he starts to explain. "This sword, it was forged in the dragon's breath. It has magical powers. It contains the ancient powers of life and death. It is very powerful." Arthur sits down next to him: "How can that be? I pulled that sword out of a stone. It is a sword of my family." Now Gaius smiles: "This isn't that right. Do you remember the dark night who was invincible? He was a ghost and only this sword's powers could have killed him. This sword saved your father's life. It is the only weapon what kills already death. The Great Dragon himself forged it for you and Merlin." Silence and Gaius goes on: "It is a powerful blade, so Merlin had to hide it before your father. This is how it made its way into the stone, where you pulled it out." Arthur smiles: "I should have know." He pauses, before he asks: "But what has this sword to do with Merlin's sickness?" Gaius looks down to the ground: "It had the power to kill Morgana as it has the power to kill Merlin." Arthur and Gwen are stunned: "With just a little wound on his shoulder?" Gaius nods: "It is the ancient magic. And the worst thing is, now that I know what caused his sickness, I don't know how I can save him. I have no chance. The ancient magic is to powerful, only Merlin himself could have handled that." After a long moment of silence the physician stands up: "I'll look after him." He bows and walks towads the door. Gwen takes heart: "Gaius, you are going to tell us if something changes?" Gaius nods and leaves the room. Arthur is stills stunned: "Why? Why is my destiny so cruel. It tries to kill the man that protected me for years. Again, I fear about his life. What number times in short time is it? What have I done to cause this? It is, as has my destiny decided to wrest Merlin from me at any rate."

this is serious...

hmmmmmm..,... So touching... Nice one bro.

As Merlin looks up, Morgana is gone. Instead of Morgana, Will stands in front of him. Merlin jumps up, he is happy and tries to hug his friend, but he reaches through him. Will is also a brainchild. Merlin smiles: "Will, I' ve missed you!" But Will doesn't smile, his face is disappointed. "Will, what is it?" Will raises his hand: "Merlin, wake up! Don't you realise what happens here? Your king tried to kill you! You have to forsake your king!" Merlin reels backwards: "Why do you say this? Will?" Will follows him: "Because it is the truth. Look around you! Where is he, your king, your friend? He is not here to bring you home, he is happy that you are gone." He makes a step closer to Merlin: "Look at yourself Merlin. You was living a lie all the years. He'll never accept you as you are." Merlin shakes his head: "This isn't true! He already accepted me!" Now Will smiles: "He did? And why is magic still not allowed in Camelot? Merlin you are a fool." Merlin shouts at him: "You are just an imagination! Go away!" Grining Will adds: "Yes Merlin, I'm an imagination. But I could be real. If you had used your powers earlier in Ealdor, if you saved my life with your magic, I would be still alive. But no, all your sorrow was about Arthur! Merlin, it is your fault. You are to blame. I was your friend Merlin and you? You have let me down." His words a full of accusation, he goes on: "You have let your friends down, as you left. You left your mother alone. She misses you, every day, every moment. And you? How often have you visited her? If your mother would die, you wouldn't be able to be there in time to her burial! You disappointed us, you disappointed your mother." Merlin breaks down, he can't hold back his tears, he wispers: "That isn't true, that isn't true." But Will's words have already burned into his mind. Merlin sees his mother, disappointed. Lonelyness rises. He looks around: "Arthur, where are you? Why don't you come? Why don't you come to bring me home?" He crouches back on the ground.

In the morning Arthur enters Merlin's room. Gaius sits in front of his bed. Despaired he tries to cool Merlin down, he tries to reduce the fever. Arthur looks down to his friend, he frightens. Merlin looks terrible. Exhausted his tries to breathe. "Gaius, you have to help him. You have to. Is there nothing you can do?" Gaius shakes his head: "All I can trie is to cool him down, nothing more. Due to his great powers, he is alive." Arthur is shocked, this is worse than he thought. He walks around Merlin's bed and touches his forehead. He burns. Sadly he looks down: "Merlin, tell me what I have to do! Tell me what I have to do!" He takes his hand. This is the moment when Merlin breathes up. Arthur wonders, he looks up to Gaius: "Gaius what was that?" The physician smiles: "You have reached him. You calmed him down." Arthur asks doubtfully: "And that makes him healthy?" Gaius shakes his head: "No, but it shows, that there is at least some more life in his body. He will hold out." Arthur smiles and strokes over his friend's head: "Merlin, don't give up. You'll make it." He looks up to Gaius: "Gaius, we have to do something. What can I do? You always know what to do!" Gaius sighs: "I wished I knew." Arthur gets impatient: "Than ask somebody else who knows. There must be somebody who knows how to save his life." He pauses: "What about this Dolma? She helped us, she is very powerful. Maybe she knows what to do?" Gaius looks sceptically: "Dolma? Didn't you recognised who that was?" He smiles a bit: "Arthur, do you really think Merlin would allow another sorcerer to use magic at Gwen?" Arthur understands: "That was Merlin? The old woman?" He grins and shakes his head: "That he was that old sorcerer, that Dragoon, I knew since he told me. But that he also was that old woman?" Abruptly he is seriously again: "Who else can we ask? We have to do something. I can't stand by and watch him die!" Gaius sighs: "I fear there is nothing left. I still can't believe it." Tears run down the old man's face. All the years Arthur knows this man, he never has seen him crying. Painfully, he remembers, he isn't the only man who Merlin is important to. "We will save him." He walks towards the door: "We will save him." Gaius wonders: "Where are you going?" Arthur looks back. "I'll ask the only sorcerer I know after Merlin. I'll ask the Disir in The Grove of Brineved." Gaius frightens: "Arthur, no. This is to dangerous." Arthur looks determined: "I have no choice." Gaius nods: "Be Disir is dangerous." Arthur nods and leaves the room. Gaius follows him with his view: "Hurry, you have to hurry." Than he looks back to Merlin, who has started to turn around in his bed. He wispers one name, he begs: "Arthur.. " and again "Arthur..".

As Will disappears, is it silent and dark again in this endless room. Merlin closes his eyes. As he opens them again, he faces a young woman. She holds the hand of a young man. In death they are together: Mordred and Kara. Merlin closes his eyes: "Please, not you. Go away, leave me alone." But they don't go away. They sit down next to Merlin, Kara on his left and Mordred on Merlin's right side. In exchange, they start to talk with Merlin: "We stay with you. We don't leave you. Because we know, how lonely you are. We knew it the same way, you know now. But we always had our love. You have nobody, who loves you. Do you know what love is? Yes, you know. What was her name?" Merlin answers, even he doens't want to, he opens his mouth. He wispers her name and a tear runs down his face: "Freya". Mordred and Kara smile evil: "Freya. What a beautiful name. And that is, what she was: beautiful." Merlin nods: "She was the most lovely girl, I ever knew." Now Kara and Mordred wisper together: "And who has killed her? Tell us Merlin! Whose sword killed her? Wasn't it Arthur's? He killed her! He killed Freya! He killed the girl you loved!" Merlin shakes sadly his head: "She had not deserved to die, it wasn't her fault. She could nothing do against the curse." Mordred and Kara start again: "Arthur killed her, like he killed us. And now he tries to kill you. Come with us, stay with us. We are akin. This is your home. A sorcerer should stay with sorcerers. Come with us." But Merlin hasn't lost his faith already: "No, I stay here. You aren't real. But Arthur is. He'll come to take me with him." Mordred and Kara shake their heads: "Merlin, forget him. He is a murderer. He killed Freya. He doesn't deserves you. Come with us." They stand up and wave, they smile: "Come Merlin, come with us." Merlin stands up, he makes a step towards them. One more and one more. Without that he wants to do that, he walks towards them. With all his willpower he has left, he stops: "No! I stay here and wait!" The faces of Mordred and Kara turn into creepy faces: "You are a fool Merlin!" They shout at him: "Arthur is a murderer and you? What are you? You are a murderer's servant, his henchman!" They disappear and leave him alone. He is lonely.

Arthur walks down the stairs into the courtyard. Gwen is by his side. She isn't pleased: "Arthur, please. Don't go there! I remember, what happened last time you have been there." But she can't change his mind: "Gwen, I have to. I need to know, what happens here. I have to ask them." He looks over to Sir Galahad and Sir Leon: "Ready?" Both nod and jump up their hoses. Gwen takes her husband's hand: "Please, be careful. Arthur, promise me." He smiles: "I promise. Tomorrow afternoon I'll be back. Tell Gaius, that he has to keep Merlin alive." He jumps up his horse. Together the three men ride out of the courtyard. At sundown, they reach that cave. As they walk towards the entrance, Arthur pulls his sword out and hands it to Sir Leon: "Take it. And Sir Galahad? I want you to make fire. I'll be back in some minutes." Stunned both knights watch their king. Sir Leon holds him back: "You can't go in there alone! I'll coming with you!" But Arthur shakes his head: "This is something, I have to do alone. " He leaves his knights and disappears in the cave. His knights stand there and watch him unhappily. Merlin runs along the wall. As he notices a light, he runs towards it happily. As he comes closer, he recognises a bright but blurred place. It is a door but it isn't. Merlin remembers that place. A man makes a step out of it and walks towards Merlin. It is Lancelot. This is the door, what connects the worlds. It is the torned veil, who links both worlds. This is the door what links the world of the dead and the world of the living. But he should be repaired. Merlin stops in his movement: "Lancelot, what happens? The veil, why is he torned?" Loncelot walks towards Merlin: "I decided to open it again." Merlin shakes his head: "That is impossible!" Lancelot smiles: "Is it? Have you been there or me? Why do you know that it is impossible?" Merlin shakes his head again: "I thought it needs a sacrifice to open the veil." Lancelot laughs loudly: "You thought. You also thought that I sacrificed myself willingly. But you left me no choice with your ramblings about loyality. You told me all that, to make me sacrifice myself. I was so supid." Merlin scares: "That isn't true. A lie, a lie! I wanted to take Arthur's place and you knew that. I never had thought about sacrificing you!" Lancelot stands in front of him: "Didn't you? So you wouldn't sacrifice a friend for your king? So why did you sacrificed the Great Dragon? Or Will? Didn't he died for Arthur? Or Isolde? Why didn't you tried to save her life? Because Arthur had recognised, who you are? You are nothing Merlin. I thought, that you are my friend. In truth you sacrifice one friend after another for you and your king. And for what? For nothing! He already left you alone! You are alone Merlin, alone." Merlin walks backwards until he feels the wall on his back again. "You aren't Lancelot. He never would have said that. You are just an imagination!" But the knight calls: "Are you sure? I've always been your one true friend in Camelot. Why should I lie to you? Arthur left you and Gauis has given up." Merlin breaks down, he falls on the ground: "I'm alone. I'm alone. Alone." Despaired he closes his eyes.

The Disir have been waiting for Arthur: "Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot. We have been waiting for you." Arthur goes down on his knees: "Than you already know, why I'm here? Please help me to save Merlin. He is one of your kind." Disgusted they look down to Arthur: "Merlin isn't one of us. Maybe he is a sorcerer, but he is not a friend of the old religion. Why should we save him?" Arthur shakes his head wondering: "I don't understand that." The women start to explain: "Your friend is a son of magic, but he doesn't follows the ways of the old religion, he follows you. It was his destiny to protect you and to serve you. This is the only reason you are still alive. Our god decided to let go Camelot down, to kill you Arthur. And this is still, what she wants. But your god, decided to put Emrys by your side. His great powers hold everything in balance. Our god knows that. If she wants to kill you and let Camelot go down, at first she has to kill the young sorcerer. Only when he dies, Camelot and you will fail. You are two sides of the same coin. Only together you can bring Camelot to life or go down." Arthur is speechless. As he finds back his voice, he begs a last time: "Please, I beg you to save Merlin." Together the Disir answers: "Only you and you alone can save the sorcerer's life. And now leave. Leave that sacred pleace." Arthur stands up. He turns around and leaves the cave. Outside his knights await him. Sir Leon sighs happily: "Arthur, you are back. I just decided to follow you." Arthur nods. He is still to stunned to answer anything. As he sits next to the fire, he is in thoughts: "How can I save Merlin? I have no magic.. How can I save him?" He is catched in his thoughts, he doesn't notice, that Sir Galahad hands him something to drink. "Arthur?" The kings jumps out off his thoughts and looks into the faces of his worried knight. He stands up: "Get rest. I go to bed now. We ride at dawn." He walks backwards and lays down. His knights's views follow him. Arthur falls asleep. As he wakes up, it is dawn. His friends still sleep next to him. The fire is killed and he freezes. A cool breeze comes up to hug him. He feels a presence but he doesn't sees anything. But it is there, the breeze, the presence. Arthur closes his eyes for a moment. This feeling of trust it scares him. As he opens his eyes again, he sees a light. It shines in his pocket of his trouser. As he puts the light out, he recognises the amulet of the Lady of Avalon. The crystal inside brights like the day, he passed the lake of Avalon to return. It is his amulet, what makes it possible to talk with Merlin in his mind. Suddenly the light dies and the breeze, the presence leaves. Arthur jumps up, he wispers: "Thank you. Thank you."

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Merlin holds his eyes and ears closed. But he can't stop this pictures in his mind. He can't stop this pictures of dead women and children, killed by the Dorocha. He frightens and opens his eyes. All these people are surround him. They shout at him: "This is your fault. It was you, who saved Morgana's life. You saved her against the council of the Great Dragon!" Merlin shakes his head: "No! No! I didn't wanted that! I never thought, that Morgana could do that. I never thought, that she would torn the veil." A little girl makes a step in front of him: "I'm dead. And this is your fault. You betray me about my future. I'll never forgive you that." Now everything Merlin believed in, is gone. Like a picture of misery Merlin collapses. The desperation has won. All he can say is: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I never wanted that." He sits crouched on the ground. He is surrounded by women and children shouting at him. Between them stand Morgana, Mordred, Kara, Will, Lancelot and Sir Elyan. They are laughing and laughing. Merlin can't hide anymore. He tries to close his eyes, his ears. But He can't escape. He is delivered. He still sees them, he hears their voices, he hears them laughing. He starts to whimpers. The young sorcerer is lost, catched in his own conscience. He has lost every faith. He whimpers and the voices around him get louder and louder. He has nothing left. His fears, his loneliness consumes him. As Arthur enters Merlin's room, he is horrified. His friend is struggling to breathe. His face lost every color. He walks towards him and sits down next to him: "Merlin, what is wrong?" He takes his hand, but nothing happens. Arthur swallows: "I have no choice, I have to do it. I have to use that amulet." He strokes over Merlin's head. He puts the amulet out of his pocket, takes a deep breath and looks down to Merlin: "I don't let that god of the old religion take you. If I have to use my amulet, I'll do. I'll save you, even I don't know how." He puts the chain with the amulet around his neck. His skin touches the crystal. He closes his eyes. In his mind, he calls his friend. "Merlin? Merlin answer! Where are you?" But there is nothing but a whimper. He follows that whimper. Suddenly he stands in front of a big door. As he opens it, there is nothing but darkness. He makes a step inside.

Arthur passes the door and walks towards the whimper straight into the darkness. After he made some steps, he recognises a group of people standing around one single man, crouching on the ground. Arthur walks towards the group. The open door brightens a bit into the darkness. As he reaches the group, he realises that it is Merlin sitting in the middle of them. He crouchs on the ground. He has tightened his knees, and looks down. His view is lost an empty. The people around him shout at him. As he looks around he also notices Morgana and Mordred. He is shocked. For a moment, he pauses. Now he recognises Lancelot, Elyan and the young man who gave his life, to safe him in Ealdor, Will. He watches them laughing. Laughing about Merlin and in the next moment they shout at him. Merlin doesn't react anymore. He has withdrawn himself deep inside. He cries and whimpers. Suddenly that girl stands in front of him again. She raises her hand. And Merlin? He has given up. Couldn't the brainchild reach him before, now it can. It can touch him. The little girl takes his hand and Merlin looks up. He looks into her face, she wispers: "Merlin, come with me." Merlin nods. wie petrified, he stands up. The girl, holding his hand, starts walking and takes Merlin with her, with her into the darkness. Arthur watches him and understands: "That is it. His conscience catched him. This sword had let all his fears come true. The ancient magic, it takes his will to live." Determined he walks towards Merlin. "Merlin? Merlin?" But the young sorcerer doesn't react. Arthur starts running until he catches him up. He stops in front of him. He looks into his face. Merlin doesn't notice anything. He keeps on walking with that girl on his hand. Arthur makes a step towards him and puts his arms around him, to hold him. His body is cold as ice. Arthur wispers into his ears: "Merlin, it's me, Arthur. I'm here to take you with me, to bring you home. Don't you recognise me? I'm your friend." Merlin pauses, but the girl pulls him with her. Merlin isn't able to take his hand off. But Arthur holds him in his arms: "Merlin, I won't let you go. Don't go with her. If you go with her, you'll die. I don't want you to die. I need you." Merlin doesn't react. Now all the people come closer to them. They are getting louder again. Arthur knows, that he has to fight that. "Merlin. Don't listen to them. Listen to me! Listen to me! Merlin, they are lying. They aren't real. They are just an imagination of your conscienceand magic. Merlin you have to ignore them!" Merlin is still as cold as ice, he tries to get off his friend to go with that girl, who still pulls him with her. But Arthur holds him: "I won't let you go." He holds him in his arms. He hugs him. His body's warmth, his secureness, for a moment it reaches Merlin. He stops and looks up to Arthur. He wispers his name: "Arthur". His king smiles: "Merlin, you are back." The voices around him, the get louder again. They are shouting. Merlin winces, but Arthur holds him. "Trust me Merlin. They won't harm you anymore. Give them no chance to harm you. They aren't real. If you don't listen to them, they have no power. Look at me. Look at me." Merlin nods, he nods, he reacts! He tries to take off his hand of the girl's hand, but she holds it close. "Merlin, this isn't yout fault. Is isn't your fault what happened to them. You are not to blame." Arthur strokes his head: "Merlin you are a good man. You are my friend. And you helped me to build a fair and just kingdom." He looks straight into Merlin's eyes. "Arthur. You came to take me with you." Arthur nods: "Of course I'm. You belong to my side." Merlin's body gets warmer, he shivers. "Merlin, you freeze!" He holds him a bit closer: "Merlin, stay with me. Don't go away." With that words of the king, the hand of the girl gets transparent again. She can't hold Merlin any longer. But the voices around them don't give up that easily, they get closer to Merlin: "Merlin, he tried to kill you. You can't trust him." Now Arthur gets angrily. He shouts at that people around him: "Go away! Leave him alone! You won't get him!" But the voices don't stop: "Merlin, don't trust him again. Come with us!" Arthur looks back to Merlin in his arms. He slips. For a moment panic rasies, than he smiles at Merlin: "Merlin, look into your heart. You know it better. You have always trusted me. Trust me now. You know that I wouldn't harm you. Don't listen to them." Merlin nods: "Don't listen to them." Arthur smiles again: "That is it, that is it. Come with me, come with me. Let us go." Merlin nods again: "Let us go." Arthur takes his hand and starts walking. He pulls Merlin with him. The people around they buildt up a wall. Arthur takes a deep breath: "Merlin, don't look at them. Ignore them. If you don't look at them, they have no power. Do you undertsand that?" Merlin nods. Arthur puts himself in front of Merlin and hides his friend behind him. He holds his hand tightly clasped: "Merlin, I won't leave you here. You'll follow me." Merlin nods and closes his eyes: "I'll follow you, like I always did and always will." As he opens his eyes, all the people are gone. Arthur sighs, he turns towards Merlin: "Merlin, I got you back!" But it isn't that easy. The light shining into the room through the door, gets smaller. Both look around. The door closes! Arthur starts running and pulls Merlin with him. But they aren't fast enough as long Arthur pulls Merlin. The king looks at his friend: "Merlin we have to run! You have to run! If I take my hand off, we have to run towards that door! Do you understand that?" Merlin nods and his king takes his hand off. Immediately Merlin stops. Arthur looks at him: "Merlin you have to run!" Merlin can't move. "Merlin if you don't run, we will both get catched here inside. I won't leave you. I'll stay with you. If you stay here, I stay with you." He raises his hand towards Merlin. Merlin looks up to his friend. He wants to go to him, he wants to run. He also raises his hand. Than he makes a step towards him. He walks, he moves. As they touch their hands, both look each other deep into their eyes. In the next moment both run. Side by side they run towards the door. The door is nearly closed as they reach it. In the last moment they pass the door.

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Arthur opens his eyes, he is back in Merlin's room. He is back. His friend lies in his bed in front of him, he is sweated. But his breath has normalised, his color of his skin gets better. Carefully he touches his head. His fever is gone. "Merlin, you'll be alright." He takes his hand and feels Merlin's pressure. The young sorcerer, he opens his eyes for a moment. Both smile. Then the exhausted young servant falls asleep. Gaius enters the room, he wasn't able to wait outside the door. He looks down to Merlin. His takes a deep breath. He looks up to his king: "You saved him? How is that possible?" Arthur smiles: "Thanks to a gift of the Lady of Avalon." He puts of his chain with the amulet and hands it to Gaius. He looks at it. He understands that krystall and its marks. Then he looks up wondering: "This is a crystal of the crystal cave. It contains the same ancient powers like the sword. And it is enchanted to serve you. You can use it, without having magic." Stunned he looks down to Merlin and up to his king: "A precious gift." The king stands up, he takes off his hand: "I'll leave you now." Gaius nods and hands Arthur his amulet back. Arthur smiles and puts it around his neck. It disappears under his shirt. Than he leaves the room. In the door he turns towards Gaius: "Tell me, when he wakes up." Gaius nods: "Of course, MyLord." He pauses, before he adds: "Arthur, I thank you. I know it wasn't an easy decision to use that amulet. You decided for Merlin and to trust his magic. You saved him. I'll never forget that." He bows. Arthur smiles, nods and leaves the room. As Merlin wakes up, he finds Gaius sleeping. He sits on a chair close to his bed. Merlin smiles. He tries to stand up, but his wound hurts. He clenches teeth and stands up. He takes his blanket and puts it over his old friend. Than he sneaks out of his room. He is still weak, but happy. He smiles. He closes his door, to start working. He fills a bowl with water, heats it up with magic and starts washing.

Merlin and Gaius are having supper. Gaius watches him eating, he smiles. His young friend wonders: "What is it?" Gaius shakes his head: "I'm just happy to have you back. I've thought I've lost you." He pauses and sighs: "Merlin, that sword, it could have killed you. It is so powerful." Merlin nods: "I know. But it is in good hands." Gaius sighs again: "I have seen that." Merlin smiles: "That was an accident." Gaius nods: "Yes I know, an accident that nearly killed you. You have to be more carefully." Merlin nods: "This other sword, Mordred's sword, I'm worried." He looks into his eyes: "Gaius, this vision I had. I've seen Arthur dying. He was hit by that sword, by Mordred's sword." Gaius is shocked: "Are you sure? Are you sure that it was Arthur?" Merlin shakes his head: "It was a knight of Camelot with bond hair. It was Arthur." He pauses: "Gaius, I have to find that sword and I have to bring it somewhere, where it can't cause any harm." Gaius nods: "I understand that. Do you know where to find it?" Merlin shakes his head again: "Not exactly, .." Suddenly he stops talking. Gaius looks wondering: "What is it?" Merlin smiles. In his mind his king has called him: "Merlin? Can you hear me?" Merlin answers in his mind: "MyLord, of course. What can I do for you?" Arthur adds in his mind: "Merlin, could you bring on some flowers for Gwen in the morning?" "Of course, as you wish. Sleep well. I wish you and Gwen a lovely night." "Sleep well Merlin. See you in the morning." Merlin still smiles. Gaius asks him again: "Merlin, is everything alright?" Merlin grins: "I'm sorry. Arthur called me in my mind." Gaius shakes his head: "Merlin, you know, that you won't have a quiet minute in the future?" Both burst into guffaw.

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Merlin and his king ride along the street in direction of the castle. The air is fresh, the sun is shining. It is a lovely day. But there is tension in the air. The young warlock and his master are discussing loudly. "Arthur please, I have to find that sword. It is dangerous." His king shakes his head: "If you don't tell me, where to find it, I won't allow you to go. You won't go alone. You won't look for it without me." Merlin sighs: "I can't take you with me. I've already told you about my vision. I have seen you dying." But his king doesn't change his mind: "And I have seen what this sword is able to cause on you. If it is that powerful as mine, it is also dangerous for you. Forget it. You won't go alone." Merlin shakes his head: "My Lord, you have to understand that. I have to find Mordred's sword. And I have to do this before it turns into danger. I'm worried about you. I didn't had that vision without a reason. This sword was forged in the dragon's breath for Mordred. It is indeed powerful. And it is my duty to look for it and bring it somewhere, where it cannot cause any harm." Arthur smiles: "I love it when you worry about me." He grins and adds seriously: "But you won't change my mind. You won't go alone. Either we look for it together or not at all." With this words, he hurries up and rides away. Morosely Merlin follows his king. Straight before the castle, he catches him up: "Please Arthur. Think about it. Maybe I can take a knight with me. What about Sir Percival?" Arthur looks into Merlin's face: "You know that Sir Percival left the castle to visit Sir Gwaine." He takes a deep breath: "I won't change my mind. You have to accept my decision. Either we do this together or not at all." Side by side, they are riding into the courtyard. The King jumps off his horse and hands Merlin the reins. His servant tries to convince his master a last time: "My Lord please. I beg you. I have to. I should have done this long before. This sword must be found. And I have to find it by myself. I can't lead you into your death. This vision, I can't ignore it." Arthur walks up the stairs. Before he disappears in the castle, he turns around: "Merlin, this is my last word. I forbid you to look for that sword on your own. I forbid you to leave the castle without my express permission! This is an order!" He nods towards his friend, turns around and enters the castle.

At night in Camelot. Everybody sleeps. The king and his queen lie cuddling. They are sleeping deeply and peacefully. It is a mild night. In the courtyard and in front of the gates guards are patrolling. Gaius sleeps and even Merlin has resisted the urge to run away in the night. Even he lies in his bed sleeping. But he sleeps restlessly. He dreams. Restlessly he tosses and turns. He stands next to a grave hill and looks down towards the sword, which is still plugged in it. The sun is shining and its light makes the sword bright. It blinds him. He tries to get and pull it out. But before he reaches it, the leader of the bandits from his vision takes the sword. He pulls it out and wields it through the air. As the bandit turns around, the knight of Camelot with the blond hair stands behind him. His face isn't to recognise, the sun still blinds. Merlin is hardly able to see anything. The knight raises his own sword to defend Merlin. He fights the bandit, who raises Mordred's sword. Than it happens. As both blades hit each other, the knight's sword's blade shatters. The bandit raises his sword again and hits the knight. Merlin tries to help, but he can't. He is paralyzed. He tries to run towards the knight, but he can't move. The bandit kills the knight, who lies on the ground. With his whole strength, he pierces the man with the blond hair. Merlin still can't move, he is like drugged. Unable to save the man, he watches him dying. Merlin jumps up. He is bathed in sweat and fights his wet hair. He sits in his bed. He sits in his bed. It was just a dream. Completely exhausted he falls back down on his bed. "Arthur. I have to find that sword. I have to find and hide it. And I have to do that alone." He closes his eyes just to see the dead knight again. He is entirely sure, this must be Arthur. He opens them again, he won't find any more sleep this night. Merlin and Gaius are having breakfast. The young sorcerer looks terrible. He is tired. "Merlin, what is wrong?" His young friend stirs without appetite in his bowl until he looks up to his mentor: "I didn't get much sleep last night. I had a dream. It was the same as in my vision but worse. I have seen Arthur dying and I couldn't do anything to protect him. I tried, but I couldn't." He looks into Gaius's eyes: "Gaius, I'm afraid. What if that happens? What if I can't protect him? I have to look for that sword. I have to find it. I wished I knew exactly where I can find it. It is somewhere near Camlann." He sighs and restarts stiring. Gaius looks worried: "But Arthur isn't wrong at all. This is dangerous, even for you. You can't do that alone. And he has told you not to leave the castle without his permission. What if you leave the sword where it is? Didn't you told me, that Arthur is going to die there? If you both don't go there, he won't die." Merlin stands up and takes his jacket: "I have to start working." Gaius nods, he isn't pleased. He knows him to well: "Merlin, promise me not to do something thoughtlessly!" Merlin looks towards Gaius: "I promise." He turns around and leaves his friend alone.

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Why can't Author let Merlin went there alone?... Hmmmmmm.... Our beloved guy had also join us...... @Tofag

I suppos dash dis kola seriouz knock... See d time wey u come dey call us! When story don reach half finish... Ehn no wahala i go continue 4rm where he stop... Tnk God sey i don watch Merlin b4... I 4 beat u die 2day

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In the armory Merlin polishs last points of his king's armour, as Arthur enters the room. "Merlin is everything prepared?" Merlin nods: "Of course, My Lord." He takes the armour and starts to dress his king with the chainmail. As he closes the last closures, he sighs. Arthur can't stand the silence any longer: "Merlin, what is it? It is about the sword?" Merlin nods. Arthur sighs: "Merlin, concentrate! We are going to have a tournament in three days. I have to train. I don't need a servant who is in thoughts!" Merlin nods again and hands his king his sword. Side by side, they walk towards the training ground. Sir Leon and Sir Galahad are waiting for Arthur. Merlin takes his place offside and watches them. Cheerfully Arthur and his knights alternate during training. Soon they are sweated and breathless. After the three knights are completely exhausted, they walk back towards the castle. Only Arthur turns back to Merlin and hands him his sword: "Collect the weapons and then follow me. I wait for you in my chambers." Merlin nods and starts working, while Arthur and his knights leave the place. He watches them leaving, he is distracted. The king's sword falls down on the ground. As he stoops to lift it up, he wonders. There is a mark of blood on it. But that can't be. He polished it in the morning and during the training nobody got hurt. He frightens. What happens here? He lifts Arthur's sword up. Immediately the blood disappears. Instead it shows pictures. Pictures of a fight. Merlin closes his eyes, but as he opens them again, there are still there. In the shine of the sword two men in armour are fighting. One of them he recognises right away. It is Arthur. He fights in the tournament. He wields his sword and gets parried by the other man. As Merlin sees the sword, his heart nearly stops. This sword, he would recognise it, even he would be blind. It has the notch, it is Mordred's sword. The man fighting with Mordred's sword hits Arthur. Arthur defends himself and raises his sword again. Finally the king hits the other man with his own sword. The king's sword turns bloody again. The enemy goes down on the ground. As he looses his helmet, Merlin recognises the leader of the bandits from his vision. But Arthur also goes down. His sword falls drenched in blood down next to his owner. Than all is gone. The sword shines like always. Merlin frightens. He looks up to the castle. He is determined. He'll look for that sword. He'll look for that sword, alone, against the order of his king and against his promise he made.

Instead of going back into the castle, Merlin walks towards the stable to prepare his horse. As he looks outside, there's nobody to see. He leads his horse to the gate. Suddenly Arthur stands in front of him. He still wears his armour. Angrily he looks at him: "Merlin, where are you going? Didn't I forbid that you leave the castle alone?" Merlin is speechless for a moment. "Merlin I waited for you. I have told you, that you should follow me. And now I catch you trying to sneak out of the castle!" Merlin swallows: "Arthur, I have to collect some herbs for Gaius. I have forgotten that I have promised him that. You know him, I have to do it." Arthur looks sceptically: "And why didn't you tell me? What are you hiding from me? Tell me!" Merlin shakes his head: "I would have been back, before you would have missed me. I didn't want to disturb you." Arthur looks into his servant's eyes: "You didn't want to go secretly looking for Mordred's sword?" Merlin takes a deep breath : "No!" He pauses and adds silently: "You know I wouldn't lie to you." Arthur makes a step backwards: "Off you go. Don't let it become a habit. And be back in time for supper." Merlin nods. He hesitates. "And Merlin? Take Sir Galahad with you." The young sorcerer wonders: "To collect herbs?" But his king already has turned towards his knight: "Sir Galahad? Go with Merlin, take care. Be back before it's getting dark." He makes a step closer to Sir Galahad: "Do not let him out of sight! You'll be responsible." Arthur nods towards Merlin and leaves the place. Merlin follows his king with his eyes. He ignores his conscience. As he looks towards Sir Galahad, he finds the knight unhappy. Sir Galahad still wears his sweated armour. He is everything but pleased. Merlin sighs, turns around to prepare a second horse for Sir Galahad. Merlin and Sir Galahad are riding silently side by side through the woods. Middle in nowhere, not for away from the castle, Merlin stops and jumps off his horse. Sir Galahad looks down to the young sorcerer and follows him. Merlin smiles. "It's alright. No bandits, no danger. I'm looking for my herbs and you can return. Go back, you have seen that everything is alright. I'll find my way back by myself. You don't need to wait here." But Sir Galahad shakes his head: "I can't. Arthur told me to stay with you." Merlin sighs: "Stay with the horses, I look for my herbs." The knight nods: "How long will it take? Maybe I can help you? If you describe me what you are looking for, I'll help you." Merlin thinks about it and smiles: "I look for Galium. The plant is relatively hairless with shiny leaves and stem. The flowers are white or yellowish. It grows under trees. I look for it here, you can look for it over there." Both men are walking around with their eyes fixed on the ground. Merlin looks up to the knight. As Sir Galahad goes down on his knees to pick up some plants, a big branch falls on him and hits his head. Fainted the knight breaks down. Merlin gets a step closer, his eyes colour have changed back. This wasn't an accident. The young sorcerer has knocked Sir Galahad out. Merlin also goes down on his knees to look after the knight. He isn't hurt, he sleeps. "I'm sorry, but I have to go alone. Go home, Arthur won't be angry with you. You have tried your best." Merlin stands up, he is determined.

As Sir Galahad awakes, it is already getting dark. His head hurts badly. The knight looks around: "Merlin? Merlin where are you?" But Arthur's servant is gone. Only his horse stands next to him. He looks down to the floor and finds Merlin trace. They lead him off the castle. "Merlin damned! Arthur is going to kill me, if I come back without you. He looks towards the castle and sighs, turns around and follows the trace. In the evening in the castle, the king is really angry. Shouting he walks up and down in his chamber. "Merlin, I promise this is going to have consequences." He closes his eyes to call his friend in his mind: "Merlin! Merlin! Answer! Immediately!" And his servant answers subdued. He whispers: "Arthur please forgive me. I had to do it. I can't stand by and wait until this sword kills you. I'll be back in two days, then you can put my head off my shoulders. But you will be safe than." His king sighs: "And Sir Galahad? Stays he with you?" But the young sorcerer doesn't answer. "I fear this means no. So where is he? What have you done with him?" Hesitantly Merlin answers: "Didn't he come back to Camelot? He should be home for a while. As I knocked him out, I thought that he would go home." Arthur shakes his head: "Well done Merlin! Well done! Now I can look for my stubborn servant and a lost knight." After a short pause, he asks: "Merlin where are you? You have to tell me where do you want to go!" But the young sorcerer doesn't answer anymore. His king tries to reach him two more times, but without success. Merlin sits next to a small fire. Despaired he tries to ignore the angry face of his king and his shouting voice. He puts his arms around him and tries to convince himself, that all he wanted is to protect his friend, but it isn't working at all. His conscience is killing him. And knowing that Sir Galahad is missing, doesn't make him feel better. Sir Galahad has also decided to rest as it became to dark to go on. He doesn't understand the servant. He knows that he is devoted to Arthur, but why is he running away? The knight shakes his head: "It was my duty to look after him and I'll do that." He lays down and falls asleep. Angrily Arthur enters Gaius's chamber. The physician sits behind his table and gazes the filled plate in front of him. He looks up to Arthur: "Merlin is gone, isn't he? He promised me not to do something stupid." Sadly he looks back to Merlin's plate: "Why can't he keep a promise just for once?" Gaius looks up to his king: "What are you going to do?" Arthur makes a step towards his physician: "I'll look for him. Where is he?" Gaius shakes his head: "I don't know. But I know that it is dangerous for you. Let him go." Arthur sighs: "That is impossible. Sir Galahad is missing. I think, he followed him. So tell me, where is Merlin gone?" Gaius looks sceptically. Should he betray Merlin? But he is more worried about his young friend. "Merlin supposes the sword close to Camlann. I think he is on his way to Camlann." He breathes deeply. "My Lord please be careful. Merlin won't forgive me if something happens to you." Arthur smiles: "Camlann. Thank you. I'll leave at dawn." He turns around and leaves the room.

As Merlin arrives in Camlann, he frightens. All his confidence, all his trust in himself is gone. He feels the death, the evil, the consequences of the big battle. He frightens. As he looks around, he notices a little light fighting the clouds. It is morning and the sun makes it's way. It's light gives the battlefield a mystical touch. Merlin hurries and passes that scary place. If he only knew, where to look for the sword. Camlann is big and rambling. Sir Galahad is also on his way, he follows Merlin's traces. He supposes, that they will lead him to Camlann. He didn't took part in the big battle. But his friends told him about. He trembles because of sublimity. What is a servant going to do here? This is a memorial. After thinking about the traces, Merlin has two hours, not more. This isn't much projection. At midday he should have catched him up. King Arthur is still angry. He didn't sleep a lot. At dawn he and his knights left the castle. He, Sir Leon and four other knights are on their way towards Camlann. Fast they hunt along the street. Arthur looks around. It feels strange. Only Sir Leon is with him. Where are all his friends gone? Sir Gwaine stayed with queen Annis and Sir Percival visits him. His other friends Sir Galahad and Merlin are somewhere in Camlann. Determined to find them, he hurries. In his mind he tries to reach his servant: "Merlin? Merlin answer!" But the young sorcerer doesn't answer, he is out of reach. Merlin jumps off his horse to climb up on one side of the canyon. The silence here is scaring. Only the wind causes an unpleasant sound. As Merlin arrives on the top, he looks down. He frightens. But he looks down. He freezes remembering all the dead bodies. Sadly he turns of his view. Merlin has more important things to do. He has to find that sword. Mordred's sword. He trembles. Where would he bury a friend? Magnetically he walks towards these trees. Step by step he makes his way and finally stands in front of a big tree. Next to the tree is a small hill. Only when you stand in front of it, you recognise it, at was it is. It is hidden behind the trees. Merlin's feeling turns dark. His stomach hurts and his fingers are trembling. He hates to be here. Sir Galahad reached Camlann. He pauses and looks through the canyon. Slowly and in prayer he passes. On the ground are still some weapons, signs of the great battle. Where is Merlin? How will he find him here? He stops as he notices Merlin's horse. The traces of Merlin's steps lead him up that place. Immediately he follows him walking. Merlin stands in front of that hill, in front of Mordred's grave. Touched he looks down. Although the young druid had followed Morgana, he can't hate him. After all, all Merlin feels is sadness and compassion. He remembers the young man very well. He nearly caused Arthur's death. Merlin won't let that happen again. Even in his vision it wasn't Mordred, it was a bandit, who is going to harm his king. He sighs. As the young sorcerer looks up, he finds what he is looking for. The sword forged in the dragon's breath. Mordred's sword, it is plugging in the grave hill like a warning. Merlin has almost to fight his conscience as he raises his hand to take the sword. But Merlin has to. He has to pull it out to save his king. Slowly he closes his hand around the sword's handle. He feels the sword's power pulsing.

Merlin has closed his hand around the sword. In the moment he is going to pull it out, he feels a sword in his back. He frightens. He opens his hand and turns around slowly to face Sir Galahad! Merlin breathes deeply. You can almost hear a rock falling down from his heart. He smiles. Sir Galahad doesn't smile. His face is like ice. Before Merlin is able to start an explanation, Sir Galahad takes the word: "Merlin what are you doing here? Why did you run away? Merlin tell me!" The young sorcerer tries to find an explanation. What can he tell him? That he saw in a vision that this sword from the grave behind him is going to kill Arthur? He sighs: '' Sir Galahad, I... " He stops. Disappointed the knight takes his sword down. "Merlin do you know what you have done to me? Can you imagine in what for a situation you have brought me? Arthur told me to look after you. And what are you doing? You have been running away. I can't go home without you." Merlin nods: "I'm sorry. I don't know where to start. I.." He can't go on. Unnoticed a group of men had surrounded Merlin and Sir Galahad. The knight takes a step forward to cover Merlin: "Who are you? And what are you doing here?" One of them gets closer. He is big, dirty and has dark hair. His evil grinning is scaring. Merlin frightens, this is the man of his vision. This is the man of his vision who pulls out the sword and kills his king. This is the man who is going to cause Arthur's death. Merlin's face is determined as he makes a step towards the bandits. He takes the word and shouts at the leader: "Go away! If you want to live, than you should better leave us. This is the only chance you get. You won't get another one." Stunned Sir Galahad looks at Merlin: "Merlin, are you mad? What are you doing?" But Merlin adds: "Leave us now!" The men who surrounded the friends are laughing. They are hardly able to breathe. The leader of the bandits smiles: ''You are funny. Maybe you didn't realise that you and you knight, you are just the two of you. And we, we are twelve."He laughs loudly. But Merlin isn't impressed at all. The grinning leader adds: "If you give up, maybe we keep you alive. If not, you'll follow the fallen souls of that place." Merlin's eyes are brighting angrily: "We won't give up!" Sir Galahad is speechless. "Merlin we have no chance!" The young sorcerer shakes his head: "This is what they believe. I came here to do something. And I'll do that. I'll pull that sword out and take it with me. And you have to help me. Please Sir Galahad! You have to!" The knight thinks about it. What is wrong with Merlin? But in the end it won't matter. They are going to die. And it was his turn to look after him. He should protect him. Sir Galahad nods and smiles: "What do you want me to do?" Merlin smiles as he looks up to the bandits: "You prefer to die?" The bandits laugh again loudly until Sir Galahad raises his sword. The leader's smile dies. He nods towards his men who also raise their swords. The bandits are getting closer and closer. The circle around the two friends gets smaller. Merlin raises his hands. He hates doing that. But he has no choice. With a little movement of his hands, the men walking towards Merlin and the knight are flying through the air and fall down on the ground. They don't move anymore. While the colour of Merlin's eyes changes back, Sir Galahad looks stunned at him. The leader of the bandits is speechless. He stops and looks down to his dead men. He looks up to the young sorcerer and runs scared away.

Merlin made a small fire. He and Sir Galahad are sitting next to it. Both are looking at each other. They are close to the grave under some small trees. The knight looks down: "Merlin, why don't you tell me who you are? And why are you here?" Merlin looks into Sir Galahad's eyes, slowly and whispering, he starts to explain: "How you found out today, I have magic. My magic was given to me to serve and protect Arthur. I had a vision, I saw Arthur dying. This sword, which I'm here for, killed him. I couldn't let that happen. That's why I'm here, to take it and hide it. I never could risk to loose him." A small smile runs over Merlin's face. Sir Galahad looks straight at Merlin: "Who else knows who you are? Does Arthur know it?" Merlin nods. The knight thinks about it, before he adds: "This is why he changed the laws! It's because of you!" Merlin sighs: "Sir Galahad, I didn't something wrong. I used magic to defend us. Please!" But the knight shakes his head and goes on: "Magic! I don't understand that. Why don't you tell the people who you are? Why are you still playing that game?" Merlin takes a deep breath: "Because the people of Camelot won't accept me! You have seen how they reacted. You have seen how difficult it was just to change the laws a little. I would have to leave Camelot, but I have to protect him!" Begging he looks at Sir Galahad: "Please don't tell anybody! This is a secret. A secret that only a few close friends are sharing. Only you, Arthur, Sir Gwaine, Gwen and Gaius know who I am. And this is how it has to be." The knight nods. He is stunned. As he stands up, he looks down to the young sorcerer. "Please!" Sir Galahad nods again: "It's alright. But Merlin please, the next time tell me that before we get into trouble." He lays down to sleep. Merlin looks over to the grave. The sword is still in it. The young sorcerer breathes deeply. He frightens. He is scared of pulling it out. And he doesn't know why. And this place scares him even more. He would like to pull that sword out and leave the place immediately. But Sir Galahad decided to spend the night here and Merlin can't leave him alone one more. Arthur is already angry enough.

Merlin and Sir Galahad are sleeping. Suddenly Merlin jumps up. A cool breeze surrounds him. The wind whispers his name: "Merlin! It isn't over! Merlin!" It's dark. The last darkest minutes of the night. Merlin listens. One crack, one rustle. Suddenly he stands in front of Merlin. It is the leader of the bandits. He returned. He used the darkest your to come back. Angrily he runs towards the young sorcerer. His sword is raised: "I'll kill you, you evil sorcerer!" Before Merlin is able to react, Sir Galahad makes a step forwards and parries the bandit's attac. "I'll do that!" Merlin watches how Sir Galahad and the bandit are staring at each other. Stunned he sees how both are raising their swords and attac each other. Both swords clink as they find each other in the air. Sir Galahad turns around, he wields his sword again and aims the left side of the bandit. But the bandits parries and hits back. The knight avoids. Again the bandit and Sir Galahad are staring at each other. Merlin wants to help the young knight, but he doesn't know how without hurting Sir Galahad. Helpless he watches both. This time Sir Galahad is faster and hits the bandit's pain spreads in his hand, he can't hold his sword any longer. It falls down on the ground. Merlin breathes deeply. The bandit makes some steps backwards while Sir Galahad walks towards him. One more and one more. He walks backwards to the grave! Suddenly the bandit closes his hand around Mordred's sword. Evil grining, he pulls it out. Stunned Merlin watches the bandit raising Mordred's sword. Everything is like in his vision. It happens! But he was wrong. The knight with the blond hair, it wasn't Arthur. It wasn't his king, it was Sir Galahad! He is the knight who dies in his vision! And he, Merlin has leaded him here. He leaded him to face his death! Sie Galahad parries with his sword. But the sword, forged in the dreagon's breath, raised by the bandit cuts the knight's sword, as if it was nothing. Sir Galahad's sword breaks into to parts, while Mordred's sword finds his shoulder. Unarmed and injured the knight reels and goes down on his knees. The bandit faces him with his evil smile. He raises the sword again to thrust into the knight' body. Merlin is panic- stricken. What can he do? He looks around, his eyes find the sword the knight has lost before. With a small movement of his hands, it raises and thrusts into the bandit's back. Just in time! The bandit breaks down, he opens his hand and the bloodsoaked sword falls down on the grave. Sir Galahad looks up. He looks over the dead body of the bandit into Merlin's eyes, whose colour even change back into his own. Both take a deep breath. It is over.

In the morning Arthur and his knights also reach Camlann. But where are Merlin and Sir Galahad? The king looks around. He closes his eyes and calls his friend in his mind: "Merlin? Can you hear me?" Relieved Merlin answers: "Arthur! What..where are you?" "I ask you that? Where are you? And Sir Galahad? Did he found you?" "We are above the canyan ,next to a group of small trees." "Stay there. I'll find you." Arthur looks over to Sir Leon: "We have to get on it. They are on the top." Wondering the knight asks: "Whence do you know that?" Arthur smiles: "I have such a feeling." He goes on and his men are following him. As they reach the trees, Merlin bandages Sir Galahad's wound. Arthur jumps off his horse to walk over to them. Angrily he looks at Merlin, who makes some steps backwards. Arthur goes down on his knees next to Sir Galahad: "Are you alright? We have been in sorrow!" The knight nods: "I'm sorry, My Lord. Merlin was running away and.." The king nods: "This wasn't your fault. Get rest." Then he turns towards his servant: "You! What do you think what you are doing here? You have brought yourself and Sir Galahad in danger! And you ignored an explicit command!" Angrily he shouts at Merlin. The young sorcerer is looking for words, he wispers: "I didn't wanted that. All I wanted.." Arthur is still upset: "Prepare everything! We leave immediatly. And I don't want to hear any resist word!" Ashamed Merlin looks down to the ground. Mordred's sword lies still on the grave. Sir Galahad's blood drops down off it and seeps away into the earth, as Merlin takes it. On the street towards Camelot, the young sorcerer isn't at Arthur's side. He follows the group with some distance. He wasn't able to speak with Arthur, therefor his king is still angry with him. His king is angry and Sir Galahad got hurt. Was is worth it? He sighs as his view goes down to the sword fixed on his horse. Mordred's sword. What is he going to do with it? Where can he hide it? For the moment it is going to find its place in the royal treasure chamber down in the crypt of Camelot. All together are riding into the courtyard. As Merlin starts to unpack the horses, Arthur turns towards the guards and calls them. With them he makes a step towards his servant, who looks thunderstricken. "Merlin, you left Camelot against my explicit command. You are under arrest." Arthur looks towards his guards: "Lead him into a cell." Merlin is stunned and fights upcoming tears: "Arthur please, let me explain.." But his king shows no merci: "Merlin, this time you are gone to far. You'll have the chance to think about what you did for he whole next week." Merlin swallows and a first tear runs down his face. "And Merlin? I expect you to stay in there the whole week, no tricks, no games." Merlin wispers sadly: "As you wish Sire. Can I ask a last favor? That sword? Would you take it with you? Please?" Arthur looks at that sword. The sword what caused all that trouble. He nods: "Alright." He takes the sword and watches his guards leading his friend into the dungeon. As Arthur turns around he looks into his knights eyes. All stopped breathing. You could cut the silence with a sword. Lonely he walks upstairs and enters the castle. Sir Leon and Sir Galahad watch him leaving. Sir Leon smiles: "This was necessary. But I'm sure, he didn't felt well doing that."

tat all 4 2day watch out 4 more action 2morow.visualize it while reading

wow!wow!! interesting.

soo intrestinq....

Man...yhu the man..... I've knwn the knight won't be arthur...buh 9ce twistin thr

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Arthur enters his chambers and throws the sword on the table. This damned sword, damned Morgana. Even after all the time Morgana's effects, her shadows are concrete. He feels terrible. He should feel good: All came back safely. The sword isn't a danger anymore. But he feels lousy. He knows why Merlin did it. But the fact, that Merlin lied, is that disappointing, he still has no words for that. Sadly he puts his amulet off his neck. He watches it and lays it next to Mordred's sword. He wispers: "Magic.." and shakes his head. As Gwen enters the room, she finds her husband sad and lonely sitting at the table and gazing the sword and the amulet. She hugs him: "Aren't you to strictly? I see how unhappy you are. You know, why he did it. He wanted to protect you." Arthur sighs and stands up: "I'll lock that accursed sword away. I'll be back in some minutes." He takes the sword and leaves the room. After a restless night, Merlin is awakened by fanfares. The tournament! He had forgotten that completely. He closes his eyes to reach his king: "Arthur? Arthur!" But his king doesn't answer. The amulet still lies on the table. For a moment Merlin thinks about to open the door by force to go to his king, but he decides to persist into the dungeon. He sits on the ground and sighs: "Please, be careful Arthur!" before he closes his eyes sadly. As he opens them again, Gwen stands in front of him. She opened the door and goes down to her friend: "Merlin how are you?" Merlin shakes his head. He can't speak. Gwen smiles: "Merlin, do you know why you are here in the dungeon?" Merlin nods, he wispers with a trembling voice: "I offended against his order." Gwen shakes her head: "No Merlin. He never imprisoned you before for offending an order. The reaseon you are here, is because you betray him. You looked into his eyes and lied. You have no idea how much you have hurt him. After all you both have been through this was a betrayal of trust unparalleled." Merlin takes a deep breath, a first tear makes his way down his face: "I'm sorry." Another tear is following. Gwen adds: "Merlin you lied and you have brought yourself and Sir Galahad in danger." She looks into Merlin's eyes: "He is disappointed. And he was in sorrow." Merlin nods again. All he is able to, is to repeat what he already said: "I'm sorry." Gwen looks strictly at Merlin: "But he needs you. Go. Help him." Stunned Merlin looks at her: "Go! Before I change my mind. Protect him. This tournament today..look after him!" Merlin nods and hugs his queen: "Thank you." He jumps up and runs upstairs.

hmmm.....aiit.

That sword that cut sir ghalad, i hope it doesn't turn him against arthur. Continue please

Merlin enters his king's chamber. Arthur stands behind the big table and a servant helpes him with his armour. The servant closes his armour in his back. That's why Arthur stands with his backside towards Merlin. Merlin nods at the servant who leaves the room silently. As Merlin starts working on his back, Arthur asks: "Merlin, didn't I told you to stay in your cell?" The young sorcerer is stunned: "You know that it is me?" His king smiles: "I could feel your worries as you entered the room." Merlin smiles: "You got me." He goes on preparing his king for his fight. "Merlin, that wasn't an answer. So tell me, how have you opened the door of the cell?" Than he turns towards his servant and adds sadly: "Does my order means that less to you that you offend it again?" Merlin looks into Arthur's eyes: "Arthur, you take part at a tournament today. As long as I know it was my turn to prepare you for that. And I won't stop it now. This is my duty." He takes the next part of the armour and starts closing his king's bracers. "I won't let you fight without knowing that everything is in readyness." He looks up to him again. "Arthur, I'm sorry. I didn't wanted to lie to you. I was worried. I have seen you dying. I couldn't let that happen. I never could." He is looking for a smile in Arthur's face, but in vain. His king breathes deeply: "Merlin, this isn't the way it works. You can't do what you want. On the one side you want me to trust you, on the other side you lie. You want me to accept and trust you and your magic, but it seems you don't trust me at all. Maybe you should start doing that first. You still have so much secrets. Sometimes I think I don't know you." He looks into his eyes: " Who are you Merlin?" Merlin swallows: "I'm sorry." Arthur puts his hand on Merlin's shoulder: "Merlin I trust you, so please. Tust me!" Merlin nods. His king turns towards the door: "Guards!" Merlin looks at his friend sceptically. As the guards enter the room, Arthur calls: "Lead my servant back into his cell. He still is under arrest for a whole week." The guards make a step closer to Merlin. Merlin nods: "As you wish. But there is one thing." He takes the chain with the amulet and puts it back around his king's neck: "Please. If it is necessary, call me!" Arthur nods and hides it under his armour. Now he smiles a little. Merlin bows and leaves together with the guards the room. The king sighs, takes his helmet and his sword and makes his way towards the tournament. As Merlin enters his cell, he takes his place on the ground. The guards close the door. The young sorcerer leans himself on the wall and takes a deep breath. The sword, Mordred's sword is locked away in the dungeon. If the price for Arthur's safety is a week arrest, Merlin will take it.

On the tournament ground Arthur and Sir Galahad are facing each other. Unless Sir Galahad's wounded shoulder, the young knight is determind to prove himself. He is going to show his king, what is he able to do. He won't make it that easy. The queen sits on the rostrum and watches them. It is the first fight of the day. Gaius stands next to her. Both knights raise their swords to attac each other. But before Sir Galahad and Arthur make just one step, the king reels. His view becomes blurred and his breast hurts like crazy. He touches the point of his breast, what nearly killed him. It is his old wound. The wound caused by Mordred's sword. Arthur's body clenches. He drops his sword and goes down on his knees. Despaired he looks around. He tries to call Merlin in his mind, but to late. Fainted, he sinks to the ground. Scared the people of Camelot are watching their beloved king falling down to the ground. All stop breathing. Sir Galahad is frightened. First he looks at his sword, then he looks around into the faces of hundrets of people. Afraid he retreats: "That wasn't me! I haven't done anything!" Meanwhile Gwen jumped up and runs together with the court physician towards the tournament ground. Gaius kneels next to Arthur and feels his pulse. First he looks at Gwen then at Sir Galahad: "He lives, but he is weak. What happened?" Sir Galahad shrugs: "I wished I knew. We didn't even started." Gaius nods: "Bring him into my chambers now!" Then he looks up to Gwen: "We need Merlin for that!" Gwen breathes deeply: "I understand." She turns towards the audience: "The tournament is over before it even begun." The guards and Sir Galahad are carrying his king into the direction of the castle. Gwen and Gaius follow them. As Gwen enters the dungeon, the guards look sceptically. She stands in front of Merlin's cell. The young sorcerer sits crouching on the ground. As he looks up into his queen's eyes, he finds fear. He jumps up. While the guards open the door, she wispers: "Merlin, Arthur needs you. Something terrible happend. Gaius said, that he needs you!" Merlin frightens, his queen's view makes him believe the worst: "What happened and where is he?" He walks towards Gwen. Side by side the run upstairs. Breathless Gwen explains: "Arthur, he broke down on the tournament ground without any reason. I don't know, what happend. All I know is, that he is in Gaius chamber and that Gaius is waiting for you!"

uhmmmm........ maybe that was as a result of Sir Galahad wound.

As Merlin and Gwen enter the chamber of Gaius, they find the physician helpless. Together with Sir Galahad they undressed the armour of their king. Stunned they are looking down to the old scar. It should be closed and look pale.. but instead, it is open again and some blood seeps out of it. It isn't much, but enough to worry the physician. He looks up to Merlin: "It is his old wound. I don't know what happened. I don't know.." Merlin pushes his old friend aside. He looks down to his king. He is pale and still fainted. The young sorcerer puts his hand on Arthur's wound. There is something. He feels something pulsing! Scared he takes his hand off. Horrified he looks up to his friends who surround him: "It is the broken sword piece. It is still in his body. I thought the Lady of Avalon had removed it. But it seems, she just enchanted it." Stunned he looks down to Arthur: "I don't know, how I can help him. However I'm powerless. We have to bring him once more to the isle in the lake of Avalon. But he is already fainted, we will never make it in time!" Gwen shouts: "Merlin, do something! You can't let him die! Merlin!" Despaired she looks down to his husband, she fights with his tears. She sobs: "He already made it. Why everything is going to be unmade?" Merlin listens: "Gwen, what was that?" Gwen shakes his head: "He was healthy. Why.." Merlin shouts at her: "Gwen! What have you said before! I need your exact words!" Wondering she repeats: "I have told, that he already made it. And that now everything will be unmade!" Merlin takes a deep breath and looks down to his king, who gets weaker and weaker: "I damn fool. It is the sword! It is Mordred's sword! And I have brought it to Camelot!" His friends understand nothing. In tears Merlin explains: "The great dragon has told me once: What is made, can't be unmade! A sword, forged in the dreagon's breath can't be destroyed!" But his friends a still looking sceptically. "Don't you understand? That piece of the sword what is in Arthur's breast, it is a part of Mordred's sword. This should be impossible! And now that the sword is here, the sword and the missing piece try to reunite! The piece in Arthur's breast tries to get out of Arthur. It is the ancient magic in it, what came back to life as I brought Mordred's sword with me! The Lady of Avalon, she neutralised it with her enchantment. But by bringing the sword close to Arthur, the ancient magic of the sword and of the piece in his breast is grown back!" Stunned Gaius, Gwen and Sir Galahad look at Merlin. He sobs: "I damn fool. That sword, we have to bring it away. As far and as fast as possible! We have to bring it somewhere, where it disappears forever." He looks at Gwen and at Sir Galahad: "Gwen, you have to fetch that sword out of the royal treasury. And you? Sir Galahad prepare your horse! You have to carry it away. As fast as you can! This is Arthur's only chance!" Gwen dries her tears and hurries out of the room. Sir Galahad hesitates: "Where do I have to go that fast? I'm not able to carry it away far enough in time! Look at him!" Merlin sighs: "You are right." He pauses: "Freya! You havbe to bring it to Freya!" The knight shakes his head: "Where?" Merlin makes a step closer to Sir Galahad: "Do you know the lake, where the brother of our queen is buried?" The knight nods: "Yes, I have been there. I accompanied our queen sometimes." Merlin faces him strictly: "Take the sword and go there! As fast as you can! If you reach the lake, take the sword and throw it into the water! Do you understand that? It is important!" Sir Galahad nods still sceptically. Merlin puts his hand on his shoulder: "You have to hurry. Ride as fast as you can, don't look back! Trust me!" The knight looks at his king, than at Merlin and leaves the room.

While Sir Galahad is on his way towards the lake, Gwen came back to Arthur's bed. Together with Merin and Gaius they look after the king. His breath gets weaker and his pulse gets slower. Giaus looks up to Merlin, than to Gwen: "I don't think, he makes it. He is to weak." Gwen shakes her head: "Gaius, please, you have to keep him alive until Sir Galahad has done his job! He will be alright than, won't he Merlin?" Merlin nods: "I hope so. I hope Sir Galahad is fast enough!" Meanwhile Arthur's breath is hardly noticeable. Merlin looks up to Gaius. The old physician shakes his head. They all know, what that means. Gwen can't hold her tears back anymore. She sobs. Merlin stands up: "I won't let him die. I promise that!" His both friend look stunned at him: "Merlin, you can't do anything more for him." But the young sorcerer smiles: "There is at least one last chance. But for this you both have to leave the room." Gaius shakes his head, he frightens: "Merlin, no! You can't do that! I forbid you!" Merlin doesn't react. Carefully but determined he pushes his queen and his friend out of the room. He looks into Gaius eyes: "Gaius, thank you for everything. Look after Arthur." He smiles: "I love you father." Gaius braces himself opposed, but he can't stop Merlin. "Merlin, no!" The young sorcerer closes the door and locks it. Merlin leans inside at the door. Silently he hears the calls of his mentor passing. But he ignores them easily. He walks back to Arthur's bed and looks tender down into his his face. "Arthur, this is all my fault. But you will be healthy again. I promise. You are a great king and your people need you." He pauses, to dry a tear. "Sir Galahad is going to sink that sword deep down in the lake. Than you will be alright again. All you need is time. And time is what I give you." He strokes over his friend's face. With another tear in his eyes, he walks over to the window and opens it. Gwen and Gaius are standing outside the room on the corridor. Gwen shouts at Gaius: "What is he going to do inside? Tell me!" Gaius goes down on the ground. Sadly he sighs. He can't speak. He cries. The queen looks stunned and asks again: "Gaius what is it? Tell me! Why don't you tell me what Merlin is going to do?" Gaius wispers: "Merlin is going to use his ancient power over life and death. He is going to sacrifice his life to give Arthur the time he needs. Arthur will live." He can't go on, he despairs. The sadness, the fear, it is to much for the old man. Gwen is horrified: "What? He is doing what? He can't do that! There must be another way! Gaius tell me that there is another way!" But all Gaius is able to, is to shake his head: "There is no other way. You have seen Arthur. He has at least some minutes left. And Merlin knows that. With sacrificing his own life, he gives Arthur the lifetime he needs until Sir Galahad has done what he has to do." Gwen ist stunned. She goes down and takes the old man in her arms.

Merlin stands in front of the open window and looks up to the sky. The sun is shining, it is a lovely day. He turns a last time to his king. He smiles: "Goodbye Arthur." He looks back up and raises his hands. Immediatly the sky over Camelot turns into dark. A storm is raised out of nowhere. First lightnings are running through the clouds. Sir Galahad reached the lake. He takes the sword and makes his steps towards the water. He raises his hand and throws it as far as he can into it. Suddenly a hand appears in the water. It is the hand of a woman. The sword, Mordred's sword, it lands exactly in her hand. Firmly enclosed she pulls it down into the deep. The knight stands in front of the lake and watches everything with his mouth wide open. Merlin is concentrated. While he leads a lightning towards his body, as a loud scream scares and distracts him. "Merlin!" Shocked the young sorcerer opens his hand and the lightning strikes outside the castle. His king stands next to him and shouts at him. Merlin isn't able to move. Slowly he takes his hands down. Immediatly the storm is gone. The sun comes back as fast as it disappeared behind the big clouds. Merlin breaks down: "Arthur! You are alive!" His effort dissolves into tears. He cries loudly sobbing. Only one second later and he would have been dead! Arthur sits down next to him on the ground. His wound stopped bleeding, is closed and pale. Everything is as it should be. He looks into his friends eyes: "Merlin are you alright?" Merlin nods, tears of joy run over his face. He laughs happily. Arthur sighs and shakes his head: "Come on Merlin." He stands up and pulls his friend with him. Both smile. It knocks loudly from outside the room passing the still locked door. Arthur wonders: "Merlin, I think you should explain that." He walks over to the door and opens it. He looks into Gwen's and Gaius eyes. Both look happy and sad at the same time. Gaius reels backwards: "He did it. He really did it. He gave his life, he is dead, he is gone." Tears run down Gwen's face as she hugs her husband. She wispers and hides her face on his breast: "Arthur, you are alive... thank you Merlin..." Now Arthur is even more wondering. He turns around towards his servant: "Merlin what happened?" Gwen and Gaius turn around. Their eyes are looking for their friend. Merlin stands behind his king. He is still upset but alive. Gaius walks towards him and takes him in his arms: "Merlin, my boy. I thought you died. I thought I find you dead..." He reels and Merlin catches him. Worried he looks down to his mentor, before he asks: "My Lord? I think this was to much for him. He needs to rest. Please, if you want me to go back into my cell, I'll do that. But maybe I can stay here with Gaius. I promise, I won't leave our chambers." Arthur nods: "Alright Merlin. Take care." He takes Gwen's hand: "And maybe you can tell me what happened?" Gwen nods happily and kisses his husband. Both leave the room. Gaius calmed down and looks with shining eyes at Merlin: "Merlin, would you tell me again, what you have said before? And please, this time without scaring me to death." Merlin flushes: "Me..Gaius.." But the old man doesn't give up: "Merlin, I want to hear it. After all you have done to me during the last days, you owe it to me. Only one more time." Merlin smiles: "Alright." Tender he looks into the old Man's eyes: "Gaius, I love you father." Gaius puts his arms around him: "I love you too, my son."

Mordred's grave is left. The dead bandits are gone. The peace is back in Camlann. Only the crushed gras and the rumpled earth around the grave is witness of what happend here. But something is wrong. The air vibrates and the ground is wispering. It is the blood of Sir Galahad spilled with Mordred's sword. It have been only a few drops seeping down into the earth. But they are there. And they are going deeper and deeper. Like acid they burn through the earth towards Mordred's dead body.

Modred would rise?

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Sir Galahad died? Wl modred rise? Wat wil happen in camelot if he does? I need ansas, hope 2 find dem in d nxt episode. I wish dis is d movie itself. God bless d brain behind dis gr8 wrk

Arhh i feel sory 4 sir galah

Merlin enters his king's chamber in a happy mood. It is early in the morning. Gwen has almost awakened and has left the room. Arthur sits on his bed. He isn't pleased as he looks over to his servant. "Merlin how is it possible that you are in such a good mood in the morning? At that time?" Merlin smiles and opens the cupboard. While handling a shirt to his friend, he asks: "My Lord, you didn't forget what a day is today?" Arthur falls down backwards on his bed. "A day like everyone. A day full of work." Merlin grins: "That's wrong. Today we will have a day off together. We'll have a ride." Immediately the king sits up: "A Day off? A ride?" Merlin complains: "You did. You forgot it. You promised to spend the day with me. You've told me, that you are going to have time for me for a ride. If you remember I wanted to tell you some things about me." He looks into his friend's eyes. "Or aren't you interested anymore?" Arthur stands up: "I'm interested in everything what keeps me away from my daily work." Merlin looks sceptically, so Arthur adds: "But at most I'm interested in getting to know you." He grins at his servant. Merlin sighs. "Maybe I should think about that. Maybe it wasn't that a good idea as I thought." "Merlin, Don't you dare! You can't withdraw!" Now Merlin grins: "I won't. Everything is prepared. The horses are waiting for us in the courtyard." His king smiles. His mood is going better and better. He takes his shirt and Merlin helps him getting dressed. "Merlin, where are we going to?" His friend smiles at his king. "This is a surprise. I'll take charge today. You have to trust me." Arthur isn't pleased, sceptically he looks at Merlin. "You are not going to tell me something?" Merlin smiles deeply: "No. But you should take your sword with you. I have heard, there could be a lot of bandits." Arthur shakes his head: "Sounds... nice. Maybe you should tell me, where we are going to. Only for sure." "No chance." He is still smiling. "Are you ready?" Arthur nods. "What about breakfast?" His servant is already on his way out of the room. "We will have it on the way. I wait for you in the courtyard." He bows and leaves the room. Gwen enters the room. "Arthur, you aren't already gone?" He smiles: "I'm not leaving without a kiss." He takes her in his arms and kisses her. "Are you going to miss me?" His queen laughs: "I'll use the day for doing all the things I can't do with you." "And this is?" Gwen smiles: "I'll have a long walk through the park, meet some friends and visit the market." Arthur also smiles: "Sounds like fun. I'm not sure what I'm going to get to see this day. But whatever it is, it seems to be very important to Merlin." Gwen nods: "Indeed. Just enjoy the day. I'm sure he will." Arthur kisses his queen again. "Arthur, you should better leave now. He is waiting for you..." The king sighs: "Alright." He walks towards the door and leaves the room. Gwen watches him smiling.

Merlin and his king ride along the street. Arthur kept cool, but now his curiosity wins. ''Merlin, come on. Give me a hint!"The young sorcerer sighs: "I have no choice?" "No!" "Alright, we are following the street towards the Valley of the Fallen Kings." Immediately his king stops his horse. "Merlin, are you mad? Into the Valley of the Fallen Kings? Alone?" Merlin doesn't stop. He rides calmly. "Exactly. What is wrong? Are you afraid?" His king rides on to catch up his friend. He looks into his servant's eyes. "Merlin, the Valley of the Fallen Kings is dangerous." Merlin nods. "I know. Please trust me. You won't regret it." "Merlin, you know that I trust you." "Fine. Then follow me." Arthur isn't convinced. He hesitates. His servant looks urgently at him. "Arthur please. This is really important for me. I want to show you something, never a man without magic has ever seen before. And even only privileged sorcerer have been in there. I want to share something special with you." Arthur is speechless. "Merlin we have always shared something special. So why are you doing this?" The young sorcerer smiles: "You have told me, that I wouldn't trust you. But I do. I trust you with my life. And I want to show you that. I want to prove this to you. This, what I'm going to show you, is the biggest evidence of trust I can make." This is at least a risk. A risk that the young sorcerer is going to take. If he has shown it to his king, he never can make it undone. If Arthur is going to turn against magic one day again, his victory would be complete. Magic would go down. It would be a full extermination of magic. But Merlin smiles confidently. He trusts the man by his side. More than anyone else. Silently they make their way. Arthur is stunned. His friend is more selfconfident than ever. Nothing of the little fool is left. Once more he notices how less he knows him. But he still feels connected with him. His friend, he rides side by side with a man, who banished magic. The king, he has seen the power Merlin is able to use. He knows, how mighty he really is. But he is still his servant. Still his friend. Arthur smiles. He is curious. He is happy to get to know his friend better. Even it is possible, that he has to forget everything he already knows about him. "Merlin?" The young sorcerer looks at him. "Merlin, I'm really happy to get the possibility to get to know you better. Thank you." Merlin smiles happily and his eyes shine. "Arthur?" His king looks at him. "Arthur, there's one thing. I want you to make me a promise. I want you to promise me, that whatever I'll show you today, you aren't going to tell anyone. It is a secret. And it must remain in that way." Arthur nods . "I promise."

Suddenly a group of men crosses their way. They are leading a big wagon. King Arthur and his servant are hesitating. Merlin is horrified. "Slave traders?" Arthur nods. "Maybe." They are pausing. The young sorcerer remembers his last meeting with slave traders. He frightens. One of the men makes some steps towards Arthur. "Your highness, it is an honour to meet you. I'm a trader." Arthur looks down to the coloured dressed man. "Trader? I suppose you are a slave trader?" The trader shakes his head. "No I'm not. My Lord, today I transport something more precious. It is more precious as everything you have seen before. Maybe you want to have a look?" The king looks sceptically over to the wagon. It is covered with a big blanket. He nods towards Merlin. Both jump off their horses and Arthur hands his reins to his servant. As the trader lifts the blanket, a cage appears. The trader lifts the blanket a bit more and Merlin's heart nearly stops. And even Arthur is speechless. In the cage lies helpless and shackled a small white dragon. It is more dead than alive. It is Aithusa. Arthur looks at the grinning trader. "How did you... Where did you..?" His voice is trembling. The trader closes the blanket over the cage. "She was sleeping, as we found her. After some days without food, she was to weak to spit fire. We are selling her for a good price. She is the last living dragon and I'm sure every rich man wants to own her as a trophy." Merlin meanwhile has made a step closer to the cage. Carefully he looks behind the blanket. A first tear runs down his face. Aithusa looks terrible. She is thin and weak. Her eyes have lost every light. Sadly she looks at Merlin. Angrily the young sorcerer looks up to the trader. Arthur wonders: "Merlin? Merlin, what is it?" His friend shakes his head. "They can't do that. Look what they have done to her?" Now the trader gets angrily. Hurrying he schubsen Merlin off the cage: "Stay away!"Than he turns back to Arthur. "My Lord, are you interested? I think such a dragon would be a good decoration for your chambers. Wouldn't it? I can recommend you a talented taxidermist." Disgusted the king shakes his head. He isn't a friend of dragons, but he wouldn't do that. He shakes his head. "No thanks." Just in the moment as he walks back to his horse, he hears his friend asking the trader. "How much? How much do you want for the dragon?" The trader grins evil. "More than a servant like you could earn in his whole life." The trader turns towards his men. "Get ready, we try it again in other Kingdoms." Merlin hasn't moved. He still stands in front of that cage. "Please, you have to free the dragon. She must be left unshackled, free to roam the earth." His voice is trembling. He can't let the trader go and take Aithusa with him. But he also can't free Aithusa by using his magic. What should he do? With tears in his eyes he looks up to his king. He whispers: "Arthur? Please. You have to free her. I beg you!" Arthur sighs. "Merlin, what the hell are you talking about?" Merlin looks into his friend's eyes. "Arthur please. I beg you. Please free her." Another tear runs down his face. "She is the last of her kind. You can't stand by knowing what they are going to do with her. Don't let her die! They are going to stuff her! Arthur please!" His king sighs and turns back to the trader. "How much?"

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Merlin and Arthur decided to rest at the place they have met the trader. While his king sits and eats, the young sorcerer looks after the dragon. Aithusa doesn't move. She lies on the ground. The dragon is weak and refuses food. Merlin strokes her head. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He covers her with his own blanket and walks over to his king. Next to him, he sits down. "Thank you Arthur. You know, that I'll never be able to repay you that. This amount of money.. I will always be in your debt." His friend looks up to him. "Alright, but I don't understand it. She is a dragon! Why are you doing that? If you remember, she tried to kill us!" He shakes his head. "And you save her? I hope she doesn't get dangerous for us. I don't trust her. She or it or however you call it, is a dragon!" Merlin takes his plate and starts eating. "She won't cause any harm." His king puts his plate down. "Merlin, she is a dragon!" Merlin nods "She is a creature of magic, just like me." These words make Arthur calm down and Merlin adds: "And I promised somebody to look after her. Seems I haven't handled that very well." Both are finishing silently their meals. Suddenly the dragon tries to stand up. She opens her wings to fly away. But without success. She is to weak. Powerless she breaks down to the ground. Immediately Merlin is close to her. "You need to eat! I'm sure you'll be better soon." But the dragon hisses answering. She doesn't allow Merlin to touch her anymore. Arthur makes a step next to him. "What am I going to do if she really gets alright? I can't allow a dragon flying around. How can I explain my people of Camelot, that it was me who let her free. That it was me, who let the dragon free which now attacks the city and kills people? Have you thought about this?" Merlin nods. "I promise she won't harm anyone." Arthur looks into his eyes. "Merlin, how can you make such a promise? You can't control her. She is a dragon. She doesn't even allow you to touch her?" Merlin sighs. "A dragonlord could control her. She has to follow his orders." His king sits down back on the ground. "You know that the last dragonlord is dead. You have been with me." Merlin nods. "I was. But I do know that the sacred gift to become a dragonlord is been handed from father to son. And Balinor has one. He has a son." Now Arthur is stunned. "He has a son? And this are you telling me now? How long do you know that? You have let me and my men ride into a fight against the Great Dragon although you knew there was an alternative? We have been risking our lives although there was another dragonlord?" Still stunned and disappointed he shakes his head. Merlin whispers : "You know that I would never risk your life. But your father had never accepted a dragonlord's son by your side. I couldn't tell you." Arthur opens his eyes widely: "You? You are Balinor's son?" He jumps up. "You are a son of a dragonlord?" His servant looks up to his king. "I was told, when we went to look for him. This were the days when I have met and lost my father." In remembering a lonely tear makes its way down. Merlin stands up and looks into his friend's eyes. "My Lord, I'm the last dragonlord and this is the last dragon. Her name is Aithusa."

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Merlin's words, like a fire they are burning in Arthur's mind. He looks at the man in front of him. It is the man, who always was by his side. It is the man, who always was his friend. It is the man, who always looked after him, who would lay down his life without hesitation just for him. And though he isn't. "Merlin, who are you?" Merlin smiles. "I'm a sorcerer and a dragonlord. The druids call me Emrys. I'm the most powerful warlock who walks on earth and have to hide my true identity ever day. I'm happy and lonely at the same time. I'm Merlin. I'm your friend and your servant. I'm your servant and you are my king." Arthur is speechless. His friend is shining with a wisdom that nearly scares him. He is paralysed. Merlin smiles. "Arthur, I'm your friend. I always was." After a short moment of silence Arthur clears his throat. Immediately Merlin's insecurity comes back. His king looks at him. "I'll look after the horses." He turns around and leaves Merlin alone. He needs a moment for himself. The young sorcerer breathes deeply. Lost he stands in the woods. Meanwhile Merlin has made a fire. And he had the time to look around. They are close to their target. The young dragonlord is on his knees close to Aithusa. He infuses her some water. His king sits at the fire and watches his friend. Aithusa still refuses to eat. But she is that weak, she can't stop Merlin's attempts to get in touch with her. He strokes her head. "Aithusa you have to eat. If you aren't eating voluntarily, I'll command. You know I can." He shows her some meat. At first reluctant but then with more appetite, she swallows one piece after another. After she ate three rabbits, she falls asleep exhausted. The young sorcerer talks to her soothing, then he walks back to his king. "My Lord, under this circumstances I understand if you want to return to the castle. I'll stay with her. We can repeat our trip every time." Arthur looks down to the dragon. "You want me to leave you with her alone? No way." He pauses, before he asks: "How is she?" Merlin sighs. "She is weak. But if she eats enough, she will be alright soon." His king looks straight into his face. "And you are sure that you can control her?" The young dragonlord looks over to Aithusa. "She will do everything I order. But I prefer not to." He looks into his eyes. "She isn't a monster or evil. She tried to kill us, because she trusted Morgana. She was the only one she knew who cared about her. Believe me. Just look at her. She only knows the evil side of people. They wanted to stuff her! How can she trust anyone?" Arthur nods. "My Lord, Aithusa has made the same experiences like you. She only knows the bad side of your regency. Just like you. Your entire life you have seen the evil side of magic. Give her a chance." Arthur nods again. "I'll try. You turned my picture of magic upside down. You turned my life upside down. Dragons! At first you have magic and now dragons!" He shakes his head. "All I know about dragons is what my father has told me. And of course I see the pictures when the Great Dragon attacked Camelot. And this one?" He points at Aithusa. "This one tried to kill us, she was allied with Morgana." His servant smiles. "Let me help you to change your mind." Arthur looks sceptically. But his friend is still smiling. "Let me tell you something about dragons. Close you eyes and relax a little." His king lays down to the ground and closes his eyes.

"Magic was born by the earth itself. Magic is older than mankind and if the men have left the earth it will still be alive. It is the power which keeps the world together. It allows new life in the same way, it brings death. Magic is the circle of life. And dragons are creatures of magic. Once they were born to help all creatures on earth and bring peace. In ancient times dragons were flying through the world to spread the magic with their breath. But magic isn't still the same as it has been. Most sorcerer a dead and all dragons unless this one are gone. This dragon is the last of its kind." Merlin takes a deep breath and adds: "But magic won't die. Only mankind has to live without its help in future. Magic is going to disappear from the surface. Until then it is my turn, the dragon's turn, all left sorcerer's turns to keep the magic." He looks over to Aithusa. "Dragons roam the earth. They fly with the wind. They become hundreds of years. As long as dragons fly, magic won't disappear from the surface. As long as dragons fly, there will be sorcerers. But Aithusa is the last one. You can feel her magic in every flower, in the water, in the air. Here, exactly where she lies, life vibrates. Here are growing trees, blossom flowers. I can feel her magic. Today more wild animals will be born here. Only her presence lets everything shine. Dragons create balance between life and death. If the last dragon dies, mankind has to make its job." He smiles. "Dragons are wonderful. They can fly big distances with an glimpse of an eye. Their eyes see every small detail from highest points. They listen to every little noise even it is hundreds of miles away. And their fire is more deadly as everything else. Not even a ghost can't resist the holy fire of a dragon. Seeing a dragon fly, means to see freedom. Feeling the dragon's breath, means to feel real love. Watching a dragon in the sun, means to know life. Facing a dragon in the moonlight brings you closer to heaven. Having a dragon's friendship, means to know loyalty for life." He pauses and looks down to his king. "A friend has told me once, every birth of a dragon has a special meaning. Sometimes its meaning isn't clear at the beginning. But as Aithusa was born, her meaning was clearly. Aithusa is the light in the darkness. It is the hope in hopeless times. It symbolises the kingdom you have built. Despite all the threats by Morgana you have built a fair and just kingdom. It didn't missed a lot and Camelot would have been gone down. Camelot sacrificed much. Lots of great knights and good men. But Camelot did it. You did it. And Aithusa will make it alike. I only wish I could help her more. I'm a powerful sorcerer, but I can't help her. I can't heal her malformation." Merlin stands up and walks over to her. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what they have done to you." He strokes her head. Arthur opens his eyes and watches both, both magical creatures. He stands up and makes some steps close to Merlin. Next to him he goes down on his knees. Tender he raises his hands towards the dragon's head. Aithusa hisses quietly. But she tolerates it. "I'm sorry. I wasn't a friend of dragons and magic, but what they did to you, I wouldn't do to my worst enemy. But Sarrum of Amata is dead, he won't harm you anymore." As he touches her head, he feels her trembling. She is afraid! Almost the king smiles. Aithusa is just as much afraid of him like he is afraid of her. She is so unbelievable soft and tender. And so fragile. He looks into her eyes. They are endless sad and lonely. He whispers. "I'm sorry." Merlin watches them fascinated. He looks up to his king and down to Aithusa. Stunned he realises how both enjoy each other. He feels their intimacy, their connection in this moment. Aithusa closes her eyes. Tears run down their head. And even Arthur is that touched by the moment, he can't hold back a tear. He smiles and strokes Aithusa's head.

It is already getting dark and Arthur and his servant are still at the same place. The dragon still lies on the ground and doesn't move a lot. Merlin looks at his king. "Arthurt, I'm sorry that I wasn't able to show you today what I wanted to. I think, she will be better tomorrow. If you still want to, I can show you everything tomorrow. We aren't far away from where I wanted to go." Arthur nods. "And what about the dragon? What are we going to do with her?" Merlin shrugs. "If she is strong enough, she can look after herself. Until then I have to take her with me." "Take her with you? How? Do you want to carry her?" Merlin looks down to the sleeping dragon. "She is that small and petite. I'll make her a stretcher, so my horse can pull her." Arthur still isn't convinced. "And than?" His servant whispers: "I'll stay with her in the woods, if you agree." Arthur grins: "You want to get out of your work?" Merlin smiles hopefully. Arthur sighs. "I believe, your jobs are to much for only one person. Maybe we should think about your duties." Merlin shakes his head: "No. I'm and will be your servant. I'll make that. I'll handle that. Somehow." Arthur sighs again. "I hope you are right." During the night, both men are sleeping. But the dragon moves. She sits up. For a moment she hesitates and looks into the woods. But than she looks over to the sleeping men and reels over to them. Exhausted she lays down next to Arthur. She cuddles up to him and falls asleep. As Merlin awakes the next morgning, his view finds the empty place of the dragon. "Aithusa!" He jumps up. As he looks around, he doesn't trust his eyes. The dragon lies close to his king and has put his head on Arthur's breast. Calmly, his king and a dragon are sleeping and enjoying intimacy. Merlin can't stop a smile. Silently he stands there and enjoys his view, before he starts preparing their breakfast. As Arthur awakes, the dragon's head still lies on his breast. And as Arthur opens his eyes, in the first moment he frightens. He looks straight into the eyes of Aithusa. The dragon is peaceful and just lies there. But Arthur doesn't know how to handle this. How to treat a dragon? Gingerly he calls his servant. "Merlin? Could you help me please?" The young dragonlord stands grinning over him. "My Lord, looks like you have a new girlfriend. Not that Gwen gets jealous." Arthur can't laugh about this. "Merlin, take her off me, now!" Merlin is still grinning, as he pushes Aithusa's head carefully down. He offers his king a hand and pulls him up. Both look down to the dragon. The young dragonlord hands his king a plate with meat. "Do you want to feed her? Maybe she takes more from you as from me?" Arthur looks sceptically at his friend. "Are you sure, that she won't bite me or that she won't burn me with her fire?" Merlin smiles. "Not at all, Sire. But I think, she trusts you. And if she makes trouble, I'm behind you. If it is necessary, I show her who is her dragonlord." Arthur is torn between fear and curiosity. Finally his curiosity wins and he takes the plate. "And now?" Merlin sighs. "Arthur, you have to go down to her and show her the meat. Piece by piece." Arthur goes down on his knees next to Aithusa who sits up. He takes a piece of meat and holds it in front of her nose. Merlin grins. His king makes such a funny face, Merlin nearly laughs loudly. Arthur holds the meat with two fingers and looks that disgusted. "Merlin, what for a meat is that?" "My Lord, it is rabbit. You can already touch it. It is dead and won't bite you or run away." Arthur looks accusing at his servant now, but finally turns back to Aithusa. Hesitating he speaks to her: "Come on. I won't harm you. This is good for you. You can trust me." Carefully and with a lot of fear in her eyes, she takes the first piece of meat out of Arthur's hand only using her lips. As Arthur takes another piece, she snaps less restrained after the meat in his hand. Arthur takes the plate and puts it in front of her. Starved she eats. Full of pride Arthur stands up. Satisfied he looks down to the small dragon. Merlin stands by his side and watches him and the dragon smiling. "Arthur? Arthur?" Merlin makes a step closer to him and puts his hand on his shoulder. "Arthur?" His king turns towards him. "Arthur, I made some breakfast." His king nods. He is still catched in the magic of the moment.

Both friends reach the Valley of the Fallen Kings. They lead their horses with their reins. Aithusa lies on a stretcher, pulled by Merlin's horse. Arthur wonders. "We've been here, I remember this place somehow." Merlin nods. "This is long ago. It was the moment when you had an arrow in your back and nearly died under my hands. Thanks to a friend, you have been saved. This friend has shown me this place. We did it, we have reached our target." Arthur looks around. "Here? Here is nothing." Merlin smiles. "Believe me, our target is close." He opens the closures of the stretcher which slides down to the ground. The young dragonlord cares about the dragon. He helps Aithusa off the stretcher. The dragon sits himself into the gras. Meanwhile Arthur binds the horses on a tree. He looks over to his servant and Aisthusa. Merlin goes down on his knees and whispers something into the dragon's ears. Instinctively Arthur has to smile. Merlin the last dragonlord! Who had supposed that! He walks over to them. "Merlin? Is everything alright?" Merlin looks up to his king. "Yes, My Lord. I have told her, that she has to wait here. We won't go far away and we will be back soon." He stands up. "Arthur, are you ready?" His king looks around another time. "For what?" Merlin sighs. "Follow me. I'll show you. And Arthur? Don't forget your promise." Arthur nods. Merlin walks towards some big rocks and his king follows him. "Merlin, what are we going to do there. Here is nothing but rocks and more rocks." Merlin shakes his head. "Just follow me." Suddenly Merlin is disappeared between two big rocks. As Arthur follows his friend, he finds him in front of a small entrance of a cave. Stunned and with his mouth wide open he looks to Merlin. Merlin looks into his eyes. "Arthur, your sword. My Lord, your sword has to stay outside." Arthur nods and lays down his sword down on the ground. He nods towards Merlin. Both enter the cave. In the cave it is dark, what makes Merlin to use his magic. He raises his hand and after "Leohd!", a light in his hand appears. Immediately the interior of the cave brightens up. Arthur looks down to Merlin's hand and than into his face. He shakes his head. "Merlin, you still surprise me." Merlin grins. "That is easy! Lets go deeper into the cave." Together they pass the small entrance and enter the big cave. The light in Merlin's hand dies. But it is still as bright as before. A light shining from a lot of crystals brightens the place. Merlin breathes up. His eyes shine, as he looks into his friend's eyes. "This is the Crystal Cave. This is the birthplace of magic itself." Arthur circles. Impressed he isn't able to answer. "This is the most holy place I know. And I want to share this place and this moment with you, Arthur." Arthur is still speechless. Everywhere surround him, it brightens and twinkles. Even fom his breast shines light. It is the crystal in his amulet. It was born here. Here is its source. Arthur looks at Merlin. "Merlin, this is unbelievable. I don't know what to say. This is.." Merlin smiles with his whole heart in his face. Suddenly his expression changes because of pain. He goes down on his knees. Arthur is disgusted. "Merlin? Merlin, what is wrong? Talk to me!" He goes down on his knees next to his friend. Merlin looks up to him with tears in his eyes. He whispers. "My back is killing me." Arthur lifts up his shirt and stops believing his eyes. His friend's scars, the scars caused by Lord Ryan's lashing in Queen Annis kingdom, they are disappearing one after another. One after another they get paler and paler until they are disappeared. "Merlin what happens here?" The scars are gone, his back made full recovery. And with the scars the pains are gone. Both stand up. "It is the magic of that place. The magic is really powerful here." He looks around. "And I'm a creature of this magic." Arthur still can't believe it. "Thank you Merlin. I only can imagine how much this place means to you. I can't say how much it means to me, that you share this place with me. Thank your for your unbelievable trust. Thank you."Melin smiles. "We should go back to Aithusa." His king nods. Side by side both leave the cave. Still impressed, like automated he takes his sword. Without saying another word both sit down next to Aithusa on the ground. The dragon right away puts his head on Arthur's legs. In thoughts he starts fondling her head. Merlin watches him and Aithusa. He is happy. He is that happy, he has no words for that. Together with his king he visited the Crystal Cave and now his king fondles a dragon's neck. He accepted him. He accepted magic. Merlin is happy, endlessly happy.

Hum im totally touched@gwen watch out

hmmmmmmmm, so cool

so interesting.... Modred may rise, but won't that turn Aithusa against Camelot?

Hmmm.....wow, yhu the best...man Wah should I gve yhu.....*finkin* How much change will yhu gve me if I gve yhu 5naira? Or let me write yhu a cheque of 10naira......jex jokin

Buh why didn't merlin tell Arthur tht he's the one who brought out Aithusa frm the egg? And also tht thts the egg tht Arthur want to destroy wen one man *forgoten his name* wanna use it to gain power at a tower tht self-destroyed after the egg has been taken

@tofag I dnt tink he should start narrating everytin bit by bit 2 Authur. He told him every important thing he should knw, he wl get 2 find out abt d egg if dat is needed. Dis is a wonderful story, I feel like am watching d movie itself

So interesting

Merlin and Arthur are sitting around a fire. Both still haven't found words for what happened. Aithusa sleeps. "We should return to Camelot My Lord. We didn't wanted to stay away for so long. I'm sure they are already worrying in the castle." Arthus nods. "Tomorrow morning." He looks down to his little white friend. "What about her? Is she able to look after herself?" Merlin follows his view. "I hope so. I suppose, she is able to walk, but I fear she won't be able to fly." Arthur sighs. "That means you'll stay with her in the woods? Won't you?" Merlin nods. "As long as she isn't able to fly, she is to easy to catch again. I have to protect her for some more days." Arthur looks up to his friend. "I wished , you could help her more. You are that powerful.." Merlin shakes his head. "Nobody is powerful enough for that. I can't. Her malformation is to big." Arthur nods sadly. "I never thought that a big and mighty creature like a dragon is that soft. How could Sarrum do that to her? I don't understand that." Arthur strokes her head once more. "We should sleep now." Merlin nods smiling. Both men lay down on the ground. Mordred's grave. The blood of the young knight, of the young knight Sir Galahad still seeps deeper down in the ground. The first drop already reached Mordred's dead body. A hiss interrupts the silence. The hand of the dead body has moved. Hasn't it? Or was it an imagination? Everything is quite again as it should be. The body doesn't move. Mordred is dead. Merlin awakes. What is wrong? He jumped up for no real reason. Magnetically the Crystall Cave attracts Merlin. He looks down to his sleeping friend and the cuddling dragon. He smiles and turns towards his cave. Alone he goes back inside. The light of the crystals inside still brightens. He breathes deeply and closes his eyes. He can feel the magic. He can feel the magic of this place, he feels the magic running through his veins. As he opens his eyes again, he looks into Arthur's ones. "Merlin? Merlin is everything alright?" Merlin nods. "I'm sorry. I don't know. Something made me return inside the cave." His king smiles. "Alright. I leave you some minutes alone here. I just wanted to make sure, that nothing happened." Both smile at each other. Suddenly both turn towards the small entrance. A toddling sound arrives. Instinctive the king and his servant smile. "Aithusa." Merlin grins. "She followed you. Seems you enchanted her." Arthur blushes. "I think you mean she enchanted me." He makes some steps towards the dragon, as she appears into the cave. But than it happens. She sreams heartbreaking. Her screams are that loud in the men's minds that they are hurting. Despaired both look at her. "Merlin what is it? Do something!" But Merlin is helpless. "I don't now what!" And than she starts growing. Step by step she grows. Fascinated both man look at her. Arthur goes down on his knees in front of her and strokes her head. Merlin turns his view off the dragon and looks around in the cave. "Arthur? Arthur, we have to get out here!" Arthur wonders. "Arthur the magic of this place.. Aithusa, she is already to big for the small entrance. And she will grow more! The cave is going to collapse!" Arthur stands up. "But we can't leave her alone!" Merlin starts to run and grabs his friend. He pulls him with him out of the cave. Just in the moment they have left the cave, the entrance collapses. "Merlin, you have to help her! She is still in there!" But Merlin can't. He stands there and watches his Crystal Cave. He can't move. Now Arthur shouts at him. "Merlin! Do something!" But Merlin is stunned and paralyzed. He whispers: "The magic of the cave, the magic had the same effect to Aithusa as to me." He still looks at the cave. He goes down on the ground. Arthur looks down to him. He feels his loss. But there is a loud bellow! What a noise! And through the rocks a light is shining. It is fire! Aithusa's fire! It blasts the cover! As the smoke is gone, a big dragon raises. A dragon big and mighty, a dragon wonderful and consummate! Aithusa opens her wings and raises in the air. Her wings are stunning, they are causing a strong wind! The small stunted dragon has turned into a perfect creature. A perfect and fully grown dragon! And how she flies. She slides with the wind, she circles around. With a nosedive she flies towards both men to raise again in the last moment. It is amazing! Directly over the men's head she flies in her whole beauty. Merlin and his king run after her until they reach a close glade. There she is landing and waiting for the last dragonlord and his king.

As Arthur and Merlin enbter the glade, the upcoming sun shines with a soft light. The whole place is brighting. The two men are facing the dragon. Aithusa lowers his head and bows. Now the king and the dragonlord reply the gesture. How pretty she is! Merlin stands there and watches her beauty. She is perfect. The sun turns her white body golden. Arthur takes heart. Carefully he raises his hand and walks towards her. The dragon lowers her head down to him. As Arthur touches her head, he smiles blessed. He hardly believes what he is doing. "You are so beautiful!" Merlin watches both, king and dragon, stunned. His king is blown away. Merlin sighs. He walks over to his friend and puts his hand on his shoulder. "Arthur? Arthur? We should go now." His king nods and looks up to Aithusa. "Will we see you again one day?" "That is in the responsibility of the dragonlord." This is the moment when both men are speechless. Aithusa is speaking! The cave and its magic recoverd not only her body, it recovered her whole skills. And with sweet but strong voice she adds: "But I'm sure, we will." She opens her wings and flies up into the sky. The master and his servant watch her leaving. Together side by side they walk back to their horses. Arrived there, Merlin's view catches the destroyed cave. Nothing is left. The cave is completely collapsed and covers the crystals under the rocks. Stunned he stands in front of his birthplace of magic. Arthur looks compassionately at him. "Merlin, I'm sorry. I know how important this cave was. I know what it meant to you. The power of this place , is it now lost?" Merlin sighs. "The magic is still alive here at this place. The crystals are deep down under the rocks. I just can't reach them. Maybe this is the way it should be. It saved Aithusa. And Aithusa spreads the magic on earth. And nobody else can use the power of the crystalls for evil." He sighs again and turns around to prepare their return to Camelot. Arthur watches him silently.

On their way home the friends are still catched in their thoughts. While Merlin still mourns the lost of his Crystal Cave, his king recaps the events of the last days. Nobody of them has a view on their way. Suddenly Arthur breaks the silence. "Merlin?" The dragonlord jumps off his thoughts. "Merlin. The Great Dragon, did you released him? And Merlin, I expect an honest answer." Merlin nods. "I never thought that he would attack Camelot. I felt guilty for this . All the harm he caused. The dead.." He shakes his head. Arthur breathes deeply. "Merlin you ventured hundreds of lifes." He looks at Merlin who avoid his view. "His name was Kilgharrah. And he was the last of his kind. A creature of magic like me and I had made a promise. I had made a promise to release him in return for his help. I had no choice." Arthur still looks at his servant. "What help?" Merlin sighs. "The have been moments I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to save and protect you. Do you remember the troll, who had married your father? The Great Dragon knew how to break the enchantment. And it was the Great Dragon who had told me, who was the source of the sleeping enchantment during the attack of the Knights of Medhir. Without him, we would had been lost. After this I had to free him. But he paid his debt, finally he gave his life to save yours. Without him, you never had made it alive to the lake of Avalon." Arthur doesn't know what to say. "Merlin, can you explain me that. On one side, he helped you and on the other side he attacked Camelot? Why?" Merlin shrugs. "He was full of revenge. He wanted to kill your father. That is why he attacked the castle. You father killed all other dragons. He was the last of his kind. And he was catched in a cave under the castle. Can't you imagine what he must have felt?" Arthur nods. "But why he helped you then?" Merlin looked up into his kings eyes. "He knew that he needed my help to get free. Therefore he needed my trust. But there was something else. Strangely he always believed in you and the world you were destined to build. It was him, who has told me, that it is my destiny to protect you." He smiles. "I think you can imagine, that I wasn't very pleased to hear that at that time. I should protect and serve you, the biggest ass I've ever met." He grins at Arthur. His king also can't preventa smile. Both are riding side by side towards Camelot. In front of them the towers with the red flags and the golden dragons of the city are appearing.

Gwen runs to her husband happily. "Arthur, you and Merlin, were have you been for so long? I thought about sending a search party." Arthur kisses his wife. "You can't imagine what I have seen and learned." He pauses and looks into her eyes. "And how blind I have been all the years." He shakes his head. "I hardly believe that one single man has so many secrets. I'm happy, that Merlin is my friend. I don't want to have him as a foe." Gwen smiles. "Don't worry about that. But something different should worry you." Arthur frowns. "What is it? What happened while I wasn't at home?" Gwen sighs. "Some reports reached us. People have told us, that it haunts in Camlann. The traders, which travel through it, speak about voices, whispering sounds. They call it the pure evil." Arthur shakes his head. "This are just tales, aftereffects of the big battle. A battle which builds legends and heroic stories." Gwen nods. "I'm sure you are right. But the people are scared." Arthur sighs again. "I'll send a patrol tomorrow. They'll have a look and it calmes people." Gwen smiles, stands herself behind his husband and puts his arms around him. "I have already send one. They should have reached Camlann yesterday and should be back today." Arthur smiles. "What do I have for a smart and wise queen." Both kiss each other. Merlin bursts into the room. He stops, as he finds his king and queen kissing. Angrily his king shouts at him. "Merlin! How often did I told you to knock!" Merlin shakes his head. "My Lord, I'm sorry. But your presence is required in a matter of importance in the council chambers." Arthur and Gwen look into their eyes and together they are leaving the room. In the council chamber Sir Leon, Sir Galahad and Gaius are waiting for their king. In front of them stands another knight. A knight who leaded the patrol to Camlann. He is hurt and his clothes torn. Arthur and Merlin change worried views. "What happened? And where are the others?" The knight starts to explain gingerly . "My Lord, as we reached Camlann, everything was alright. It was really peaceful. But than a storm appeared. Everything went so fast, we couldn't find shelter. A first lightning follows close to us. Lots of knights have been dead at the moment. It smelled like burned meat and everywhere have been parts of dead bodys. It was horrible. We tried to leave that place immediatly. We already had turned around as we heard that terrible scaring voice. The voice was laughing. As we looked up, there was a man. He was dressed in black and his eyes shone. It frightens me. It was so cold. His view was so cold. He laughed. He stood there and laughed. He raised his hands and more lightnings followed. He tried to kill us. One after another. Than he disappered. He dissolved in air. I was just a lucky man. But all the others, they are dead." Disgusted silence follows. Exhausted the knight breaks down. Merlin catches him and Giaus takes the word. "Bring him into his chamber. He needs to rest." Arthur nods and Sir Leon and Sir Galahad take the knight wih them. Gaius folows them. As they have left, Arthur asks his servant: "Who was that?" Merlin shakes his head. "I don't know. I don't know somebody with this powers." His king asks again: "But it is what I think what it is? Magic?" Merlin nods. "I fear, you are right." Gwen looks stunned at both men. "And what are you going to do now?" Merlin also looks at Arthur. "He is gone. At the moment we can't do anything. We can't fight a ghost. We have to wait until he shows himself again." Merlin is worried. Together, king, queen and servant are leaving the room.

As Merlin enters his king's chambers, he awaits him already. He leans on his desk and has his arms crossed. Sceptically Merlin gets closer. "What is it?" Arthur smiles and takes his arms down. "I just want to tell you, that your trust, you have shown me the last days, is an honour. And I want to tell you, that despite recent events I trust you likewise." Merlin still looks sceptically. "Now I'm afraid. What it is?" The king walks around his desk and takes something. With it he makes dome steps close to Merlin and looks into his eyes. "I don't know what it is used for. But I'm sure you know what to do with it." He hands Merlin a small velvet bag. Immediatly Merlin feels the magic in it. It is the Crystal of Neahtid. "I thought after you have lost your cave, you may need that crystal. It looks like the ones from the cave." Merlin is speechless. Slowly he opens the bag and takes the crystal. As he found back his voice, he answers: "Arthur, this is.. I thank you." Arthur looks down to the crystal in his friend's hand. "Tell me something about it. What is it for? What is its power? Why is it so important for sorcerers?" Merlin hesitates: "It is indeed a crystal of the Crystal Cave. For those who have the power, it contains big knowledge and might." He tries to put it back into its bag. But Arthur holds his hand. "How?" Merlin sighs: "Arthur I don't know if I should do that. I have had this already." His king is wondering: "How do you mean that? I thought you would be glad?" Merlin shakes his head: "Arthur, I'm. I can't imagine an more precious gift. This means so much to me. But the crystal is dangerous. As I have hold it the last time, the crystal has shown me things.. I wished I haven't seen. Meanwhile I can control it, but it still frightens me. Maybe you take it back where it was: in the royal treasury." Now it is Arthur who is speechless. "I don't understand that. What makes it so dangerous?" Merlin takes the crystal into his his hand. "It can show you the past and the presence. And it is able to show you a future. I'll show you." Merlin looks into the crystal. As his eyes change his colour, inside the crystal something starts moving. A picture appears. Fascinated Arthur watches it. The crystal shows Mordred's grave. Everything is peacefull. Nothing seems to disturb the peace of the dead man. Suddenly a hand raises out of the grave. And everything is immersed in a shining light. Boom! A big noise follows and everything disappears behind a big cloud of dust. Stones are flying around. As the dust is gone, instead of the grave, there is a man. He is dressed in black. It is the man, the knight of the patrol has described. It is Mordred! His fingers a bony. And on one side of his body is a big hole. Sand is running out of this hole. He is already dead! Mordred came back as an undead body into the world of the living! As he looks up, you can feel the cold in eyes. They are shining awesome. He raises his hands up to the sky, which turns into dark. Big clouds are hiding the sun. It is dark, it is more than dark. Lightnings burn through the air.. Disgusted Merlin takes his hand off the crystal. He goes down on his knees. The picture of Mordred disappears. His king isn't able to move. Merlin looks up to his friend, to his king. Tears are running down his face: "He came back. He came back to kill you!"

till 2morrow coment 4 more.2morow is abt modred

Wow, modred has finally risen, camelot is in danger, arthur is in danger, whose gonna save dem?, cnt wait 2 find out, nxt please.

uhmmm...... the solution may be through Sir Galahad.

They dnt use to notify us on facebook like other story wen u got ur story posted, like other story why???

I feel der fear, I wish d dragon can bring a solution vry fast

Hope sir Ghalad wouldn't av 2 sacrifice himself.

d title of this part is sweet seduction

The sun is shining in Camelot. It is already noon and it is hot out there. Merlin still lies in his bed and sleeps tight. "Merlin! Merlin, where are you?" The young sorcerer jumps up and holds his head. He moans. The voice of his master calls him again. "Merlin! I'm waiting!" He looks around. There is nobody else in his room. Where does this voice come from? As his king angrily shouts at him: "Merlin, get out of your bed! Move!", Merlin realises that Arthur uses the crystal to call him in his mind. He sighs. His head is killing him, he hardly can concentrate. His king gets louder. "Merlin, I await you immediatly!" His servant closes his eyes. Carefully he answers: "My Lord, I'm hurrying. Just give me a moment." Silence. Silence in his head. And Merlin falls back down on his bed. For a moment there is nothing but silence. But Arthur knows him. Some seconds later, he calls his friend again. "Merlin, I'm not calling you again. If you aren't in my room during the next five minutes, I'll send you guards. They'll make you spend the next day in a cell!" The young sorcerer sits up. His king sounds really angry now. He stands up and reels out of his room. His head hurts and his stomach thinks about to empty himself. As he enters Gaius room, his mentor looks at him compassionately. "Merlin do you had to overdo it so? You know, you cannot keep up with the knights." Merlin immerse his face into cold water just to be able to look out of his eyes. It feels, as if somebody is knocking with a hammer at his head. As he looks up, he looks into his king's eyes. "Arthur!" The King of Camelot isn't pleased. "Merlin what is wrong? I was calling you the entire morning! Didn't you hear me? And why did you stay in bed until now?" Without noticing, he gets louder and louder. "Merlin, are you listening? Merlin! Answer!" Merlin nods and holds his head. "Arthur, please, I beg you. I do everything you want me to, but please calm down. My head hurts with every word you speak." Now Arthur is entirely angry. He shouts at him. "You, you are going into my chambers immediatly and start working!" He turns around and leaves the room. Gaius is wondering, he looks at Merlin. "What is wrong? Did you argue?" Merlin shakes his head. "I wished I knew. Have I forgotten a special day? Gaius?" His mentor thinks about it and shakes his head. "No, not that I know." Merlin sighs and catches an apple before he leaves the room. As Merlin enters his master's chamber, Arthur is looking out of the window. "Merlin, nice that you are already here." His servant makes a step towards him. "Arthur, what is wrong? What have I done? I know I overslept, but this isn't the reason, why you are that irritated? Is it?" Arthur sighs. He looks disgusted at Merlin and makes a step backwards. "Merlin, you are smelling like a whole tavern! Don't tell me, this is the reason why you overslept?" Merlin looks ashamed to the ground. "If fear, it is. As I finished working yesterday, I have met Sir Percival and Sir Galahad on my way home in the courtyard. I had no chance. They just took me with them. We toasted because Sir Percival returned, and then we toasted to Sir Gwaine and of course we toasted to you..." "And already you have been drunken . Then it is already a wonder that you are on your legs now!" Arthur looks accusingly. "And you didn't thought that I also would like to have heard Sir Percival's storys about Sir Gwaine?" Now his voice sounds offended. "How much did the knights drink?" Merlin shakes his head. "I don't know. When I went home, they were still celebrating." His king looks again out of the window. "Thanks. Not enough that you are still drunken, now my daily workout takes place with two drunken knights." He sighs. "First Mordred, you go to the tavern without me, and at least this terrible drought. It wasn't raining since weeks." He looks back to Merlin. "Is it a wonder that your carelessness annoys me?" Merlin shakes his head. "I'm sorry." His king nods. "Start working. They are waiting for me at the training ground. You have to dress me. Did you prepared my armour?" Merlin nods. "Of course, My Lord." The young sorcerer walks towards the door. Before he leaves the room to bring on Arthur's armour, he pauses. "Arthur? You know how happy I'm, that you use your crystal to talk with me in my mind. But I fear you are right. We should be more careful. We should use it in future only in emergency." The King of Camelot grins. "You still have a headache!" Merlin looks at him accusingly. And Arthur adds. "Yeah, it's alright. I do as you suggest."

continue please.

Merlin and his king enter the training ground. Both knights, Sir Percival and Sir Galahad, are waiting for them. They look as bleary-eyed as Merlin. As they look at Arthur, they pull themselves together. They take their swords and walk towards Arthur. He looks from one knight to another and finally to Merlin. He sighs. "You look like you all had a funny night. Let's see if you still think in the same way about it, after our daily workout." He grins and takes his sword. Before he starts he turns towards Merlin. "And you, you are going to muck out my horses!" He turns back to his knights. "And you, you get a special training today!" After a hard training, both knights are breathless. They are sweating and moaning. Arthur is pleased. Grinning he looks at them. "You did well although you are still drunk. For that I'll take your patrol later. That means, if Merlin is able to ride." Sir Galahad and Sir Percival nod breathlessly. Happily, the king leaves the training ground. Before he enters the courtyard, he turns back to Sir Percival. "Sir Percival, it would be nice if you could give me a short report about Sir Gwaine later." The knight nods and smiles. "I'll visit you in the afternoon for a report." Arthur smiles and leaves the place. Immediatly both knights break down and have to hold each other. Sir Galahad complains. "Never again, I'll visit a tavern with you!" Sir Percival shakes his head. "The last tankard of met must have been undrinkable." Both pull themselves together and leave the training ground. Merlin is in the stables to muck out Arthur's horses. He is in a bad mood, his head is still hurting. He leans on a broom and closes his eyes for a second. Of course this is the moment Arthur enters. "Merlin!" The young sorcerer nearly jumps out of his skin. "Merlin! We are going on a patrol in an hour. You'll come with me. Make sure you are fit." He looks into his eyes. "And before that I need a bath. If I look at you, you should also have one. Maybe a cold one to get awake!"Merlin can't laugh about that. Arthur turns around and leaves the stable. His servant sighs and finishes his work.

Arthur and Merlin are on patrol. They aren't far away from the castle. Only with effort Merlin stays on his horse. Not even the cold bath helped. Arthur looks at him and shakes his head. "You are sitting on your horse like a wet bag!" He grins as Merlin vomits. Suddenly a scream! Like a lightning is hurts in Merlin's head. At first he doesn't realise what happens. He holds his head. In contrast, Arthur looks around to look out for somebody. Then another scream! A woman is calling for help! Now also Merlin reacts. Both are hurrying. In front of them a woman appears who is surrounded by three men. Arthur jumps off his horse and takes his sword. The three men turn towards Arthur. With raised swords they attack him. The king wields his sword and kills the first bandit with one blow. The other two men stop and run away. Merlin stands behind his king, his hands raised. Ready to intervene, he observes the scene. Arthur breathes deeply and puts his sword down. The woman faints and the bandits are gone. Arthur and his servant bend over the woman. Merlin feels her pulse. "Merlin, how is she? Is she alright?" Merlin nods. "She has no wounds. She is just exhausted, she should be alright in some minutes." Arthur smiles. "Thank you Merlin, look after her." As the woman awakes, she looks into Merlin's eyes. Merlin smiles at her. "How are you? You have been attacked by bandits. Arthur saved you." The woman smiles. "I thank you and your king. Thank you I'm alright." She sits up and looks to Arthur. "My Lord, how can I thank you?" The king smiles. "You don't need to thank me. It is my duty to protect my people. I'm glad you are alright and we have been here to save you." All together they stand up. The woman turns towards her wagon. She takes a small bag out of it. "I want to give you this. It is a little thank you. It will please you. It gives your love wings." Merlin and Arthur look sceptically. As Arthur takes it, he asks. "What is it?" The woman smiles. "I'm a baker. I make sweet and special cakes. And inside this littl bag is a special flour." Arthur looks inside. "It looks like ordinary one. Why do you think it is special?" The woman jumps on her wagon. She smiles. "Who knows, maybe it is mixed with pixie dust?" She takes her reins and leaves. Merlin and Arthur are watching her wondering. Merlin and Arthur are riding into the courtyard. Both jump off their horses. "Merlin, you look after our horses." He takes the little bag with the flour and starts walking into the castle. Merlin holds him. "Arthur, what are you going to do with that flour?" Arthur sighs. "Merlin, this woman was a baker and she just wanted to say thank you with what she was able to give. This is ordinary flour. Nothing more. She just told us a story to let it sound more important." Merlin shakes his head. "And what if she was right? Do you really want to take that risk? You should know it better meanwhile!" Arthur sighs again. "Merlin, this is ordinary flour. Why do you always see a problem where is none?" He takes the little bag and walks upstairs. Doubting Merlin stays and watches his king. If only his head wouldn't still hurt that much, he would be able to think about all that more. Why did he drink that much yesterday?

In the castle, Arthur hands the flour to the next servant he meets. "Bring that into the kitchen and hand it the cook. Tell her that I await some fine cakes." The servant bows and takes the bag. Arthur walks on upstairs towards his chamber. Later in the afternoon he sits behind his desk and Sir Percival enters his chamber. Arthur looks up happily. He stands up and offers him a seat at the big table. Next to him he also sits down. "Sir Percival, nice to see you that relaxed." He smiles. The big knight nods. "I'm sorry because of yesterday evening. Is just happened. It wasn't planned." Arthur nods. "Alright." But he still sounds a little offended. "Now tell me, how is he, our son of a king? How is Gwaine?" Sir Percival sits comfortably. "I hope you have a little time. This could be a longer report." Arthur nods again. "I have. And I want to hear it all." Sir Percival starts talking. "My Lord, you can't imagine what happens in Annis kingdom at this time. Everything is ongoing. Gwaine did a hard work. He turned everything upside down. I hardly recognised him. I mean, yes he is still our Gwaine, but at the same time he isn't. You should hear him talking!" The big knight smiles instinctive. "He tries everything to impress all the important Lords and Ladys of the kingdom. This isn't working all the time. You know, sometimes he is just to straight.. Not all of them like that. He caused some trouble. But he makes it. On the contrary Annis is relaxed. You see that she handled a lot of duties to Gwaine. Only Gwaine isn't pleased with all that responsibilities. He leads the army of the kingdom. He never had a problem leading a patrol but leading a whole army is different.. " He pauses before he adds. "Rarely you'll find him in the tavern. He starts working early in the morning and finishes late at night. Always he has to welcome some important people, to inspect his army, coordinate the fight against the saxons and if he has some time left he fights some stupid laws.. Doesn't sounds like Gwaine, does it? I think he never thought that he it would be so much work. I think he thought that it would be easier." Sir Percival smiles. "So there was an official banquet while I stayed there. And Gwaine and my, we drunk a bit more.. you know, we had to celebrate our reunion.. it exhausted him more as it had exhausted him in Camelot." He grins. "We drunk a lot of met and wine and we didn't get out of bed in the morning as we should. Gwaine slept still dressed with the cothes he weared during the banquet in his bed. I had the room next to him. And I just made it to undress my clothes and boots. But Gwaine, he was so done, not even his servant was able to get him out of his bed. You have heard right. Our Gwaine has a manservant now." The knight grins. "Poor servant. He had no chance to get him out of his bed. Annis awaited him in one hour. Meanwhile I got up. My head was killing we and was thirsty, unbelievable thirsty. So I stood up and reeled towards the jar on my table. Unfortunately, it was empty. So I took my shirt and went over to Gwaine. Gwaine still slept in his bed. He hided his head under his pillow. And his servant stood helpless next to his bed." Sir Percival grins again. "I saw the jar on his table and filled my cup and drunk. You should have seen his servant's face. First I enter his master's chamber without to knock and then I served myself. I think he really stopped believing in this moment." Sir Percival laughs loudly. "And you should have seen his servant's face when I went on! I refilled my cup and sat down on Gwaine's bed. By the way his servant nearly fainted in this moment. So I took his pillow off Gwaine's head and poured the water from my cup over his head. Gwaine jumped up immediatly! I haven't seen him that angrily before. And His servant - I thought he died in this moment." Sir Percival can't stop laughing now. With tears in his eyes he adds. "And then as Gwain has noticed that this was me, he started laughing and we hugged each other. It was great! It was great after we haven't seen us for such a long time, that we are still that close." He looks into Arthur's eyes. "You have to visit him. I'm sure he would be very pleased." Arthur smiles. He listened to the knight's story smiling. "Thank you Sir Percival. Good to know that Sir Gwaine is alright." It knocks and a servant enters. He carries a plate with three little cakes on it. The king nods. "Put the plate over there." The servant puts the plate on the table and leaves the room. Sir Percival stands up. "I'll go back to work now." Arthur also stands up. "Thank you again. But maybe next time you think on me in time?" The knight nods. "Of course." The sweet cakes smell seductive. Sir Percivals stomach growls. He hasn't eaten the whole day. In fact he wasn't able to, because his stomach was rebelling the whole morning after the last night. But this cakes are smelling too tempting. Arthur grins. "Do you want one? You can have a cake. I only need two of them." This is what Sir Percival was waiting for. He takes one. And with a sweet cake in his hand he leaves his king's chamber happily.

The courtyard is a hive of activity. One trader stands there and unloads lots of boxes and bags with food for the royal court. There are also a lot of cages with living animals like rabbits, ducks and the trader unloads one of the cages with geese inside, he stumbles and the cage falls down. The cage door opens and the three geese inside are flying scared through the courtyard. The overburdened trader, some servants and two guards are running trying to catch them. This is the moment when Sir Percival enters the courtyard. He leaves the castle and stands on the top of the stairs. He still holds that cake in his hand. With one view he realises what happened in the courtyard. Pleasurable he bites into the cake and eats up with two bites. Then he turns towards the first goose which flys upstairs towards him. He catches her and looks at her. Something happens! He never noticed before the beauty of a goose! She seems to brighten! Her eyes are so sad and frightened and her feathers are so soft and smooth. The knight has no choice, he has to hug the goose. He loves that beautiful creature, that beautiful goose. He is deeply in love! Now the trader reaches him. "Thank you Sir Percival for your help." He raises his hands to take the goose but Sir Percival holds her and makes a step backwards. "What happens with her?" The trader is wondering. "She gets back into her cage and finally she becomes a meal for the king." The knight is horrified! "As roast on a plate for the king? As a meal for the king? You are going to cook Amanda? You won't kill her!" Now the trader is even more wondering. He looks around. "Amanda? Who is Amanda? And why should I kill her?" Sir Percival makes a step towards the trader, he holds the goose im his arms. He looks down to the bird he holds. "This is Amanda. And Amanda is going with me now." He looks up to the speechless trader. "Just the idea to kill her, to make her a meal for the king is disgusting. She is such a beautiful creature, so soft, so charmingly, so wonderful." The knight looks back to his goose. "And Amanda and me, we are leaving now." The trader is paralyzed. He just stands there without movement and his mouth wide open. Sir Percival enters with Amanda in his arms the castle. Loving he talks with her. "Amanda my beauty. You are safe now. He won't harm you anymore. I want allow anybody to harm you." In the castle the knight walks happily down the corridor. He still talks with Amanda in his arms, as he passes Merlin in the middle. "Sir Percival, how are you? And how is Arthur? Did he calmed down already?" But the knight doesn't answer. He is completely focused on his goose in his arms. He strokes her head and whispers. "Amanda, my beauty.." Without noticing the young sorcerer he leaves the corridor. Merlin stands there stunned and watches him wondering.

As Merlin enters his master's chambers he is still stunned. Immediatly he babbles. "Arthur? Arthur, did you see Sir Percival? He walks around holding a goose in his arms and whispers loving words." The king stands with hsr back to him. As Arthur turns around, his eyes are shining. Immediately Merlin retreats backwards. Arthur smiles happily. "He is in love. That is normal. A normal thing what happens every day a hundret times. Is it a wonder? Spring is calling! Love is in the air! I can already smell it. And even the birds are twittering the word love!" He sighs happily. Merlin is insecure. What happens here? He looks around. Nothing unusual, he are lying some clothes, there stands a plate with one cake, everything as usual. Nothing unusual. Carefully he makes a step towards his friend. "You don't think it is strange that Sir Percival is in love with a goose?" Arthur shakes his head. "Merlin, you can't decide who you love. Sometimes it catches you like a lightning and you have no choice. You can't fight it. Even if all people tell you that is it not natural." He walks towards Merlin. "Merlin, real love is such a big thing. Sometime you just know that you are destined for each other. And if Sir Percival loves a goose, he loves a goose. As long he is happy with it." Merlin looks at his king sceptically. What is wrong with him. Arthur stands now in front of Merlin and looks deeply into his eyes. Merlin feels his breath in his face. Arthur smiles smugly. Instinctive Merlin tries to make a step backwards, but his king has catched his arms and holds him. "Merlin, sometimes you can't fight against your feelings. I can't fight my feelings." And with this words he pressed his lips on Merlin's. Merlin opens his eyes widely and pushes Arthur away from him. "Arthur? What are you doing?" The king, who still holds Merlin's arms pulls him back on his breast. "Merlin, I can't fight my feelings for you only one more second. I love you." Merlin shakes his head. "No, you don't. You love Gwen!" Arthur smiles happily. His eyes are full of love. "Gwen, who is Gwen?" Merlin is stunned. "Gwen is your wife and my queen! And I know how much you love her!" Arthur shakes his head. "Merlin, of course do I know who Gwen is, but that doesn't really matter. She may be my wife, but I only love you." And again the king kisses his friend. The young sorcerer tries to break free. "Merlin, don't fight your feelings. I know that you love me the same way as I love you. Let it happen!" Full of love he looks at Merlin. With his second hand he takes Merlin's head and kisses Merlin again. Merlin doesn't know what to do. His king is physically superior to him. He holds him close. Suddenly his eyes change colour and Arthur flys three meters through the air and lands fainted on the ground. Merlin goes down on his knees next to him. Arthur isn't hurt. "My Lord, I'm sorry. But you left me no choice. I hate it to use my magic against you, but you aren't youself." Worried he looks down to his king.

should i stop here 4 2day. Coment nw ...................................

Lol....... Those bandict plan what they does, just for the lady to give Arthur or probably Merlin that bag that contain flour... Sir Percival & Arthur had ate the cake, the first creature they saw, the fell in love with it & him.... please continue

I need the flour abeg.....admin whr can I get it?

if u eat d flour d next person tat u will see is ur grandma@tofag if u still want it just go to sambisa forest, and ask 4 d landlord of d forest,tell him tat somkhid sent u 2 him.

Nah....eat ke.......I'll hoodwink all the beautiful ladies into eatin it ni.........@ somkhid As per the sambisa.........I've been told the place is dangerous *no venturin into zone*

And moreso won't gwen get pregnant?

Hmmmm. Dis cake na wa oo

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Suddenly Gwen enters the chamber. Horrified she finds her husband lying on the floor and his servant down on his knees next to him. "Arthur!" She walks over to them and also goes down on her knees. She looks at Merlin. "Merlin, what is it?" For a moment Merlin is torn. What should he tell her? That his king fall in love with him? "Merlin?" Gwen catches him in thoughts. He sighs. "That was me. I knocked him out. He is alright, he only sleeps." He pulls Arthur up and lays him on his bed. Gwen sits down next to Arthur. "I'm sure you had some reasons for that? Didn't you? I know you never could harm him. What happened?" Merlin is still doubtful. "I'm not entirely sure about what happened. But he is enchanted. He behaves strange." Gwen looks strictly at him. "In what way?" Merlin sighs. "And he isn't the only one. It seems it happened the same way with Sir Percival." Gwen gets impatient. "Merlin, tell me!" Merlin looks down on the ground. "He said that he loves me." Gwen is speechless then she starts laughing loudly. "Merlin, of course he loves you. Like you love him. You are close friends. That is normal." Merlin shakes his head. "He.. he tried to kiss me." Immediately Gwen's laughing dies. "He did what?" Merlin looks at her. "Please, don't get this wrong. I know that he only loves you. Something or somebody enchanted him." Gwen stands up. She walks around in the room. "Merlin, what.. what are we going to do now? And what is with Sir Percival?" Merlin can't stop a smile thinking about the knight. "Sir Percival is falling in love with.. a goose. I have seen him walking around in the castle holding it in his arms and talk with it. And his eyes have been full of love." Gwen can't smile. "And now?" Merlin sighs. "Now we have to find out what causes the enchantment and break the spell." Gwen sits down behind Arthur's desk. "Do you have any idea what this could have caused?" Merlin shakes his head. "No, I didn't felt magic or a sorcerer in Camelot. And it catched only Arthur and Sir Percival. Seem it is a love spell, which doesn't decide who you fall in love with. You just open you eyes, look at somebody or ..something..and it happens." He grins. Gwen looks at him wondering. "It just happens?" Merlin makes a step towards her. "Yes, this enchantment wasn't leaded. What should it bring when a knight falls in love with a goose and a king falls in love with his servant? So what was it really target? Is there a target? This is stupid. Maybe it is just for fun.. only to let your love grow wings.." He pauses. Gwen looks at him strictly. "Merlin? Merlin What is it?" Merlin holds his head. Why the hell didn't he stopped his king this morning? Why wasn't he concentrated of what Arthur did. The flour of the baker! Carefully he looks up to Gwen. "I know what happened. Arthur and me, we have been on a patrol in the morning. And we saved a woman. Or better Arthur saved a woman, what isn't something new. You know Arthur, he is.." "Merlin! Concentrate on the important things!" "Oh, I'm sorry. The woman was a baker and gave Arthur a little bag with flour as reward. She told us it would be special. Something like it would please him and let his love grow wings. And she added that it could be mixed with pixie dust. But you know Arthur. He didn't belived it anyway. And I wasn't myself in the morning, I wasn't able to stop him.. I'm sorry." Gwen shakes his head. "At least we know what happened." Merlin looks over to Arthur. "I'll ask Gaius what we can do. I'm sure he finds a way to break that spell. And Maybe.." Gwen stands up. "Maybe what?" Merlin grins at her shyly. "Maybe it is enough when you kiss him. It was enough to break another love spell, if you remember." Gwen sighs. "Of course I do. I'll try. Go, see what you and Gaius find out. I look after Arthur and I try to find out where else this flour is in." Merlin nods and leaves the room.

Gaius and Merlin are sitting at their table and are reading books. Merlin sighs and closes the one he was reading. "Nothing. Gaius? Gaius what about you?" Gaius looks over his book to Merlin. "I just found an interesting page. Give me some minutes." Merlin jumps up. "But we don't have time. Arthur could wake up in that moment. And than? What am I going to do then?" Gaius frowns. "Merlin, do I need to remember you, who has to look after our king? Who has to protect our king? Who should make sure that this could't happen? If you had paid more attention to Arthur and this flour as to your hangover, we wouldn't sit here looking for a cure. So please no hectic!" Merlin is offended. Just as he starts an answer, Gwen enters the chamber. Both men look up. Merlin walks towards her. "How ist he? Is he awakened?" Gwen nods. "I have tried to cure him with a kiss. It wasn't working. He doesn't want to see me anymore." Merlin makes some stepes backwards. "I'm sorry." Gwen sighs sadly. "I managed to lock him into his room, but I fear it won't top him for long. He is the king. I'm sure he finds somebody who opens the door." She looks at Gaius. "Gaius, have you found something?" The old pysician closes the book and looks up to Merlin and Gwen. He is worried. "I know what happened. If it was pixie dust and it looks like, we have a small problem." He stands up. "We can't break the spell. But the good news are, the spell only works for some hours." Merlin walks towards him. "How do you mean that?" Gaius takes off his glases. "This spell is a limited. It makes you to fall in love with the next one you look at. And Arthur looked at you, that is why he loves you." Merlin shakes his head. Despaired he looks at Gaius and then to Gwen. "What am I going to do now?" Gaius smiles. "Nothing. Tomorrow morning the affect is gone. We just need to wait and keep him off public." Gwen walks towards Gaius. "Are you sure?" Gaius nods. "Pixie dust is short living. It boosts you for a short time but it also leaves you the same way. Tomorrow morning he should be back." Merlin and Gwen are breathing deeply. Gaius smiles. "But you forget something. It won't be that easy. How do we make sure that Arthur stays in his room voluntarily?"

Arthur sits on his bed and waits. Gwen is gone to send Merlin to him. Why does that takes so long? What could have stopped Merlin to come to him? He stands up and walks through the room. A happy smile appears on his face as the thinks about his servant. Like a lovefool he dances around and stops in front of his cupboard. Which shirt should he wear? He looks down on him. He likes the red one he is wearing at the moment. But does Merlin like it? He opens the cupboard and takes a white one. Maybe he should wear this? Or what if Merlin prefers him in his armour? Indecisive he stands in front of all his clothes. Suddenly he smiles again. Merlin! Why doesn't he choose in which he wants to see the king! He turns towards the door. We is he? Gwen should already have send him here! He walks towards the door and tries to open it. Locked! His wife has locked him into his room! Angrily he rattles at the door. "Gwen! Gwen, open this door!" Angrily he walks back to his bed and let himself fall down on it. It was clear, that she wouldn't accept his love that easily. "She must resign. She won't keep Merlin away from me." Then he closes his eyes and calls his servant in his mind using the crystal around his neck."Merlin? Merlin can you hear me?" Merlin, Gwen and Gaius are still talking about how to make Arthur stay in his room. Suddenly the young sorcerer stops talking. His king has called him in his mind. Gaius and Gwen are looking at him. "Merlin? Merlin can you hear me? Of course you can. Merlin, answer!" Merlin sighs and closes his eyes. "My Lord, I thought we decided to use the crystal only in emergencies." "This is an emergency!" Arthur sounds offended. "Gwen locked me in my room. And you aren't with me. You still let me wait. You have to come here and unlock my door. Immediately!" Merlin opens his eyes. Despaired he looks at Gaius and Gwen. "He wants me to open his door." His king is calling him again. "Merlin this is an order!" Merlin shakes his head. In his mind he tries to calm his king down. "My Lord. I will be with you as soon as possible. I'm... in the woods collecting herbs." Gwen and Gaius are still gazing at him. "What is it? What did he say?" "He ordered my to open his door immediately. I told him, that I'm collecting herbs. But that won't calm hin down for long. And it isn't good that he uses the crystal. Mordred could be around and listening. We need to find a solution!"

Merlin and Gaius are standing on a corridor in front of the door to Arthur's chambers. Gwen is inside the room. Angry screams and begging words are passing the door. "Gaius? Are you sure, that this has an end in the morning?" Gaius nods. "Yes, I think so. But how we calm him down until the morning - I have no idea. But one thing is clear, nobody should see him in that way." Merlin noods. Boom! Something bangs at the door. Merlin and Gaius jump up. Suddenly it gets quiet inside and Gwen leaves the room. She closes the door and leans on it. Exhausted she looks at Gaius and Merlin. She shakes her head. "I have no chance. I can't calm him down. I don't reach him." Merlin is wondering. "But it is quiet in that moment?" Gwen looks at him. "He promised me to stay here and keep quiet. But I had to make a promise in return.." Sceptically Merlin looks at her. "What for a promise?" Just in the moment as Gwen starts to explain, Sir Percival walks towards them. He still holds his goose in his arms. Stunned Merlin, Gwen and Gaius are looking at him. Sir Percival smiles. "I wish everyone of you a lovely night. Amanda and me, we are going to bed now. Aren't we Amanda? This was a hard day. Just think about it, they wanted to roast her! She is still shocked. I hope she didn't get a lasting psychological harm. Thank god, I was there right in time to save her." He bows and leaves with his goose into the direction of his chamber. The three friends stay back and watch him speechless. As the knight disappears around the corner, they burst peals of laughter. After they calmed down, Gwen adds. "At least he is peaceful. What you can't say about Arthur. If he doesn't get what he wants, he starts to rage in his room again." Merlin looks at Gwen. "No, you don't suggest, that I.." Gwen nods and makes a step towards Merlin. She puts her hand on his shoulder. "Merlin, he won't stop to riot until you stay with him. During the day it wasn't a problem, but now in the evening it is. Do you want the whole royal court to hear him calling you?" And as if Arthur would have heard her words, he calls from inside his room. "Merlin! Merlin, where are you? I'm waiting!" The young sorcerer sighs. "There must be another way." Gwen shakes her head. "He is only quiet now because I promised him that you would go inside. If you won't go inside during the next five minutes, I fear he starts to destroy his furnishings." Thunderstricken Merlin first looks at Gwen and then at Gaius. "You really want me to go inside? That can't be true!" In that moment the door opens and Arthur looks at them. Happily he hugs Merlin. "Merlin! You are here!" Merlin smiles a fake smile and enters together with Arthur his chamber. Gwen and Gaius stay outside.

"Merlin, where have you been." Accusing he looks at him. "I've been waiting the whole day for you." He walks towards him and the young sorcerer retreats immediately. "Arthur please, I.." Arthur smiles. "Merlin, everything is alright. Believe me, nobody will disturb us now. Just you and me.." He grins and Merlin makes another step backwards. "Merlin, I didn't know that you are that shy? You don't need to be. Come here. We have all the time in the world. The evening has just begun."Sheepish Merlin starts to collect his king's clothes and all the other thing Arthur has thrown through in his room. He has done his job. Everything is vandalized. Arthur takes his clothes out of Merlin's hands and throws them back on the ground. "Merlin you are not here to work now. You can do that tomorrow." Despaired Merlin looks up. What should he do? "Arthur.. yes, I'm shy. You are right. You know, everything between us is going so fast... Maybe we should start with trying to get to know each other better?" Artur walks towards him. He faces Merlin directly. "Get to know each other better?" He looks into Merlin's eyes. "Why not. What do you want to start with?" Merlin looks around. His view catches the big bed. He sits down on it. "Why don't you sit here down with me and we'll have a little chat?" Arthur looks at him with a smug smile in his eyes. "A chat?" He sits down next to him. Merlin nods. "A chat. You know, I tell you some things about me and you tell me some things about you." Arthur gets closer to his friend and looks into his eyes. "Merlin, you know me better than I do. What could I tell you about me? But I can show you some things you don't know about me. I understand why you are that shy. You aren't as experienced as I am." He smiles. "Merlin, don't worry, you can't disappoint me. And I promise I will be very gentle and careful with you." He bends over Merlin to kiss him. Merlin tries to jump up. Arthur sighs. "Its alright. Don't run away. If you need a chat to relax, we will have a chat." He lays down next to Merlin and starts talking.. In the next morning Arthur wakes up at first. He is relaxed and has slept wonderful. In his back he feels the heat of his wife, who is cuddling. A perfect morning. He turns towards Gwen to kiss he, as he jumps up. "Merlin!" Merlin lies next to him in his bed and sleeps. Arthur sits up and looks around. What happened? His head hurts. He tries to remember what has happened last night. But there is nothing but emptyness. Horrified he looks down to Merlin. Merlin awakes and stretches himself relaxed. As he opens his eyes, he looks into the angry eyes of his master. "Merlin! What are you doing here? Get out! And where is Gwen?" Merlin jumped up ashamed, he tries to find the right answer. Just in this moment Gwen enters the room. Amused she looks at Merlin and then at Arthur. The king now also jumps up. "Gwen this is not what it looks like. It is different.." Gwen grins and nods towards Merlin who breathes deeply immediately and leaves the room. Gwen walks towards Arthur. Her husband is blushed and is looking for any explanation.

Merlin puts his head into Arthur's chambers. His king sits at his desk. "Come in Merlin." His servant enters his room. He is still sheepish. "Do you feel better now?" Arthur nods. "Gwen has told me what happened. I'm sorry how I treated you in the morning." Merlin breathes deeply. "I had no choice as to spend the night here. Otherwise you had burned the castle down. It was impossible to talk with you." Arthur sighs. "It is alright Merlin. I think we just forget what happened, because it isn't happened. Is it?" Merlin grins. "No it isn't. My Lord don't you remember anything?" Arthur shakes his head. No, the whole last day and night are missing." Sceptically he looks at Merlin. "Merlin, you don't hide anything from me. Do you?" Merlin shakes his head smiling. "Of course not." He looks around in his king's chamber and sighs. "You caused a lot of trouble. It looks like a battlefield. I'll need the whole day to clean that up." Arthur smiles. "You can already start. I'm on my way into the council chamber." Merlin looks over to the big table with the breakfast on it. "You have finished?" Arthur nods. "Yes, thank you Merlin. You can clear the table." Merlin bows and starts to collect the plates. "Did you find out, in what meal that flour was inside? Strange that only you and Sir Percival have been enchanted. I really wished I had seen Sir Percival's face this morning when he woke up with a goose in his arms." He grins and starts working. Meanwhile his stomach started growling. There is one little cake left on the table. It smells that appetizing and looks that delicious. Merlin looks at it. Arthur can't laugh about the goose. he shakes his head and adds. "Gwen found out that our cook made three little cakes with it. Two of them have been eaten by Sir Percival and me. The last one is here on my table. Merlin you have to dispose it somewhere, where it can cause no more harm." But his servant has already stopped listening. Merlin has taken the last cake and bites into it. Artur turns towards him and watches him eating that cake. "Merlin, don't!" Merlin looks at him and smiles immediately. His eyes shine. He whispers. "Arthur, My Lord..." Panicky Arthur stumbles towards the door. But to late, before he reaches it, the door closes by itself and snaps audibly into the door lock. Arthur is paralyzed. Slowly he turns around. As he looks up, he looks into the eyes of his servant. They are full of love.

dnt laugh 2 much

Wahala de.

Thats cute.

Ahahahahahahahah, laughter don kill me oooo. Merlin is in love nd dere's notin Arthur cn do abt it.

Haaaaaaa, i need dat cake ooooooooooo

OMG... I would love to watch this very episode. toes curling in anticipation. next update pls

Sohmkid! sohmkid!!sohmkid!!! you better come and continue your story b4 I Orubebe you.... in case we wan act the season six on coolval, I just wanna be the one to act as merlin Thanks *drops mic*

See gobe! Who wl help solve dis one nw? Anyway gaius is in d house

Sohmkid where u naw?????

Gud evening pals till 2morrow am very busy.2day was so hectic 4 me. Am working with bbc

d title of dis part is b4 the storm

It is hot in Camelot. The sun is burning pitilessly since weeks. It didn't rain for a long time. The plants are withering on the fields, the cattle is dieing of thirst on the grazing land. There is a strange tension in the air. Everybody is nervous. The people of Camelot are moaning and sweating at the slightest movement. The always busy town is quiet. The are hardly any people in the streets and alleys. The courtyard is nearly empty. The is an old man close to the fountain. He is dressed in black and holds an old wodden stick. His hair is white, but if you look exactly at him you'll find some last black curls. He leans his stick at the fountain and tries to pull up the bucket. Clumsily he turns the wheel. One of the guards watches him. Sweat runs down his face. He sighs and walks towards the old man. Smiling he turns the wheel and hands him the bucket with the water. The old man nods appreciative and starts drinking. The guard nods and goes back to his work. While dinking slowly the old man looks around. Camelot, the proud castle. The proud citadel of Arthur Pendragon. Meanwhile the king and his servant are walking down the stairs. Arthur looks up to the sky. No clouds at all. He sighs and looks at Merlin, who shakes his head. Side by side they passe the fountain in direction of the gate towards the lower town. The king is going to look after the water supplies by hisself. As they nearly passed the fountain, the old man looks up. Immediately a cold shower runs down Merlin's back. He pauses and looks towards the old man. As they change their views this strange feeling increases. He gets a goose flesh although the sun is burning. He makes a step towards the old man. He has never seen him before, but there is something about that old man. Who is that? Before he can make another step towards him, something holds him. As he turns around, he looks into his friend's eyes. It is Arthur who holds his arm. "Merlin, we don't have time for that. Come on." With this words he already has turned back and leaves the place. Merlin hesitates. The old man ist too weird. But as he hears his king's angrily calling "Merlin!", he also turns around and follows his friend. Both leave the courtyrad. Immediately the view of the old man gets darker. His smile dies. In his eyes all you find is hatred. Grimly he picks up his stick. Slowly he makes his own way leaving the courtyard. Breathing heavily he passes the gate and the lower town. Step by step he makes his way into the woods. As soon as he is out of sight of the people of Camelot and the guards, he gets faster. His white hair gets darker and darker. His walk becomes straight, almost youthful. He pauses and turns around. His black clothes, which have been to big for his old and weak body, now they are fitting his trained body. As he looks up, his evil eyes are shining. It is Mordred! With every fiber of his body he personifies the dark side of life. He smiles nasty.

Merlin and Arthur finally reached the catacombs. They are on their way to the underground source, which supplies the castle. Merlin carries a torch. Silently they walk side by side. Both enjoy the cool air. As they reach the source, Arthur looks into it. The normally strong wellspring is now almost a small trickle. Arthur is shocked and looks up to Merlin. "Merlin, if this is going on in that way, we have to ration the water." He shakes his head. "Lets go back. The other knights should also be back in time from her patrol. I hope they bring better news about the lakes and rivers of the kingdom." Merlin nods. Together they walk back through the catacombs. Before they reach the door, Merlin turns towards his king. "Arthur? Mybe I can help. You know, maybe I could use my magic to let it rain." Arthur pauses and looks up to his servant. "Is it that easy?" Merlin shakes his head. "I would have to stand somewhere on the top of the castle. Maybe on the top of one of the towers and the people would see me.." Arthur raises his hand and puts it on Merlin's shoulder. "Merlin, in emergency this is a solution. But at this moment it isn't necessary. We still have some supplies until it rains again." He smiles. "But Merlin? Thank you for your offer." Merlin nods and both are leaving the underground. As they open the door, the sun is blinding and heat comes up. Merlin grins. "Is there any reason why I can't polish your armor in the catacombs?" Arthur laughs. "But only after you have brought my bed down here." Laughing they walk towards the castle. They walk into the courtyard and stop at the fountain. Suddenly and unexpected a stranger voice penetrates into Merlin's mind. "Merlin! Merlin answer! I know that you can hear me!" Merlin looks up to his king, who embraces his amulet and the crystal inside. This voice! "This is Mordred! I.." Merlin grabs Arthur's hand and shakes his head. "Stop! Don't answer! Don't let him know that you can hear him! Let me talk with him." Arthur nods and Merlin closes his eyes to call his enemy in his mind. "Mordred, what do you want from me?" "What do I want from you? Nothing! But you and your king, you have taken away everything from me that was important to me. And I will pay that back. I'll take away everything that is important to you! Camelot, the people of Camelot, the table round, Gaius, the queen and your king! Step by step! I'll show you the pain I've been through. I'm going to destroy your beloved Camelot and you are going to watch it!" A horrible laughter follows a horrible feeling in Merlin's mind and stomach. He goes down on his knees. Arthur meanwhile has turned towards some guards and ordered a patrol. If Mordred is that close, that he can hear him, he is determined to find him. Togther with the patrol he leaves the courtyard. Merlin got up and follows his king. In front of the gates of the castle, Merlin calls Mordred again in his mind. "Mordred, I won't let that happen. I won't let hurt you anybody! Show yourself! Come out of your hiding place and tell me what you have to tell me while looking into my eyes!" As an answer he gets an evil laughter which goes through marrow and bone. But it isn't in his mind. Merlin and Arthur are looking towards the woods. From there, the laughter comes. With some signals of his hand Arthur introduces his men, before he wields his sword. Together with Merlin by his side, they are looking for Mordred in the woods. In vain. Mordred is disappeared.

Hmmmm, nw dis is sumtin ooo, i cnt help bt shiver @ d thought of modred.

In his chamber Arthur looks out of the window. Gwen stands behind him kissing his neck. "Arthur, what is wrong?" Arthur turns towards her and takes her in his arms. "Nothing. It is nothing." He tries a smile. "Arthur you are such a bad liar." Now he smiles. "I'm sorry. I just don't want to worry you. I'm worried enough. This drought.." He shakes his head. Gwen smiles and kisses him. "Arthur, I'm as worried as you. But that is not all. Am I wright?" Arthur shakes his head again. "No, this isn't all. I have heard Mordred today. He talked to Merlin in his mind. Thanks to my crystal I could hear them. He was here. Mordred was in Camelot. He was so close and we didn't catched him." He sighs. "Gwen, he was here." Gwen kisses him again. "Arthur. Maybe he was here. But he didn't enchanted everything or killed somebody. Maybe he isn't that powerful that we thought he is. He fears you and your men. That's why you didn't catched him." Arthur nods. "I hope you are right. I beg you are right." He kisses her. "We have to go. They are waiting for us at the table round." And speaking this words, it knocks. Merlin enters the room. He looks up to his king and his queen. "My Lord, My Lady, they are waiting for you in the throne room." Arthur nods and takes Gwen's hand. Both make a step out of the room into the corridor. Merlin follows them. "Arthur, please I need to talk to you." Arthur pauses and looks at Gwen. She smiles and nods towards him. "I'll go. See you there." She turns around and leaves in direction of the throne room. Arthur turns towards Merlin. "Merlin, come on, walk by my side. We need to hurry." Merlin makes a step forward. Side by side they pass the corridor. "Merlin, what is it?" Merlin hesitates before he whispers: "Arthur, I'm worried. Mordred, he was here. So close." "Merlin, I'm as worried as you are." "But this isn't all. There was a moment when I felt his powers. He is that powerful, I don't know.. he is that powerful, it frightens me. I felt it deep inside me." He shakes his head. "And why was he here? What was the reason for this?" Arthur pauses. "Merlin, maybe he is powerful. But he won't destroy Camelot with his hatred. His hatred will never win against our love. But in one thing you are right. I don't know what he wanted in Camelot." Merlin shakes his head again. "But you have heard him. You have heard his threats!" "Merlin, I'll do everything to protect Camelot and my people. We will double the guards. We will do whatever is necessary, but he won't win. And he won't put us in fear and terror. This is exactly what he wants. We won't allow that fear takes our hearts." Suddenly he smiles instinctive. "Merlin, do you remember? Look what we've got. You and me. This have been exactly your words." He grins and instinctive Merlin smiles back. Arthur puts his hand on his shoulder. "Let's go. We should hurry." He nods towards his friend. Together they go on side by side towards the throne room.

The queen stands in front of the door of the throne room and waits for her husband. He arrives together with Merlin, who nods towards them and opens the door. King and queen enter the room. The members of the table round are waiting for them. Nearly all seats are occupied . All attendees stand up as the royal couple appears. After king and queen have taken their seats, the members of the table round also sit down. Next to the queen sits Sir Leon. Next to Arthur sits Gaius. Merlin stands as always slightly off behind his friend and king. Vis-a- vis to the royal couple are sitting Sir Percival and Sir Galahad. The chair next to Sir Percival is empty. It is the only empty seat. It is Sir Gwaine's seat. Sir Gwaine is still by queen Annis's side in her kingdom. Sir Leon stands up to welcome everyone. He looks around the table round and back to his king and queen. "I open the table round. We are coming together to discuss several problems. First of all the drought is a headline." He sits down. Before only one other knight is able to take the word, the king himself stands up. "Friends and knights, of course the first problem we have to find a solution for is the drought and the water shortage. But before we start debating about this, I have to tell you about another problem." He pauses and looks around. "You all know that there have been hints that Mordred returned and threatens Camelot. Since today I'm sure about that. Mordred was here in Camelot." Murmur comes up. "The guards and me weren't able to catch him. That is why I need you to be more careful than ever. I'll double the guards. But I need your help to protect Camelot. We need increased vigilance!" He looks around and sits down. Confidently he smiles at Gwen. One of the knights stands up. "This are bad news indeed. Unfortunately, I can't tell you better ones. I leaded the patrol today. We have been looking for water reserves in the whole kingdom. The whole kingdom fights. Parts of our fields are almost withered. Even the lakes and rives aren't filled anymore. I fear, if it isn't going to rain, some are going to dry out." He nods towards his king and takes his seat. Arthur sighs and adds: "I agree. I have been in the catacombs to have a look after our source which supplies the castle. We still have some reserves, but the fountain itself is more than a trickle of a fountain." Now Sir Galahad stands up. "My news are as bad as yours. The drought makes people nervous. If a part of our harvest is lost because of the drought, they will be hardly to calm down." He sits down again. Arthur agrees again. "I have already noticed that. There is a tension in the air. Only a small spark is enough to upset the people. I have already thought about that. We have to ration the water. No more waste. And I try to get in contact with our allies to purchase some food supplies. I hope, that we are at least prepared for a bad harvest." Now it is Sir Percival's turn to stand up. "I want to remember you on Mordred. You said, he was in the city? And we are talking about water and harvest? What was he doing here? What was the reason he was here for? We don't have to forget that he is a powerful sorcerer. My Lord, where did you see him exactly. What did he say? Please, at first comes security, your security. And for that I need to know more about that." He looks towards Arthur and sits down again. Arthur hesitats before he adds. He didn't think about that. How to explain, that he has heard Mordred in his mind? Difficult. "Knights and friends. I don't know what Mordred was doing in Camelot. Whatever it was, it wasn't without a reason. But keep calm. He didn't harm anybody or destroyed anything. He was just here. I think, he was here to frighten us, to scare us. And it seems, he made it. Look around you. If you only hear his name, everybody gets in a panic. We need to keep calm. We will catch him. But he won't intimidate or scare us. I know that he was here, because I have heard him. But I didn't see him." He takes a deep breath. "He threatens me and Camelot. He wants to destroy the kingdom. But this shouldn't be a surprise. But It will be a surprise for him, that he won't intimidate us." With this words he sits down again. Awkward silence follows.

Merlin is in the armory. He sweats. With one hand he wipes the sweat from his forehead, before he restarts polishing his king's armor. He nearlly finished. He raises the armor to let the sun reflect the light. There is still a small spot. He stands up to find another cloth, as the lights turns into darkness. He looks up to the window. Clouds! Big clouds! It is going to rain! How long was he waited for that. Finally rain and cooling! Immediately the cloth and the armor are forgotten. He walks over to the window and opens it widely. The is a big wall of clouds hanging over the castle, which covers the sun. At the same time there is a strong wind upcoming! Merlin puts his head out of the window and enjoys the fresh and cool wind. A first lightning appears and breaks through the clouds. There is a storm upcoming! A big storm! Another lightning appears followed by a loud thunder. The storm is almost over the city. The thunder and lightning is grown to a strong storm. More lightnings followed by thunders make their ways down! And with it, there is blowing a strong wind! But there is still no rain.. The streets of Camelot are nearly empty. All people of the city are inside their houses waiting for the rain. The wind is getting stronger from minute to minute. It is blowing through the streets and roads. It destroys market stands and tears on the clothes and capes of the last people standing outside. Another lightning makes his way down and finds its way into one of the houses of the lower town. Because of the long drought, the little house with its thatched roof, burns immediately. High flames devour everything. The strong wind heats the fire and pushes it towards the next houses. The houses of the lower town are buildt close together. Panic-stricken the people are running out of their houses on the street. Together with the guards, they are building a human chain towards the fountain. But they cannot fill enough water into the buckets as fast as the fire burns. Sir Leon appears and organises the human chain. Then it happens, the flames jump over from one roof to another. Before they are just able to react, it is in completely in flames! Sir Leon pauses, before he turns towards one of the guards. "Go and ring the warning bell! We need every man and woman we can get, if we want to stop the fire." The guard nods and runs towards the castle. A little later the warning bell is calling! More knights attend the human chain. More buckets get filled, more buckets are handed towards the fire and more empty ones come back the same way. But it isn't working. One house after another goes up in flames. And as if this isn't enough, more lightnings appear and und erupt fire at other points in the lower town. Sir Galahad and Sir Percival have made their way to Sir Leon. Breathlessly they are reaching the lower town. Sir Leon meanwhile has buildt more human chaines to the fountain and supervised the firefighting. As the both knights stand by his side, he breathes up. "Sir Galahad, Sir Percival, I need your help. Sir Percival you have to lead the evacuation of the lower town. We can't stop the fire. The drought has made the houses an easy victim. Only a small spark of fire is enough to burn them down. We can't kill the fire, so we have to save as much as possible. That means: at first to keep clear the road and to evacuate the people. Then we have to stop the fire jumping on other houses. Maybe we have to destroy some, to cut a path." The big knight nods and disappears with a handful of men. "Sir Galahad, you have to inform the king about that." Sir Galahad nods also and runs towards the castle. He runs past sweating men and women, who hand themselfs buckets, he runs past crying children and despaired oldies, who watch their homes burning.

Without looking at them, Sir Galahad goes on. One of the oldies, an old man, dressed in black with white hair, has turned towards him. His eyes shine evil. Only with greatest effort, he manages to stand up. Slowly he makes his way up to the castle and follows the young knight. As the old man enters the courtyard, he watches the young knight disappearing in the castle. "Go, go and run to your king!" Then he turns around. The courtyard is empty. All guards are gone. They are gone to save the lower town. The old man smiles. As cool as a cucumber he passes the courtyard and walks upstairs the big stairs, before he also disappears in the castle. Meanwhile Sir Galahad enters Arthur's chamber. The king stands in front of the window and watches his city burning. As the knight enters, he asks. "Sir Galahad, what happens there? Do we get this fire under control?" The knight shakes his head. "No, My Lord. Sir Leon and Sir Percival are starting to evacuate the people. The fire burns unstoppable through the streets and swallows everything." Arthur sighs. "I wished I could do something. What we need is rain!" He nods towards his knight. "Go back to Sir Leon, help him as much as you can." Sir Galahad nods and leaves the room. Gwen appears. "Arthur? Arthur, what can I do?" The king looks back out of the window . Everywhere dark smoke is rising into the sky. Still lightnings flash through the air, still the strong winds heats the fire. "We have to help the people who have lost everything. They need rest and supplies." The old Man dressed in black walkes upstairs the great tower. In this moment he opens the door. Wind carries the smell of burnt. Some last steps, now he is on top of the tower. What a view! A few small and some bigger fires are burning through the lower town. People running around trying to stop it. Like ants they swarm around helplessly. Their attempts to fight the fire fail miserably. A first bigger group of men comes up the way towards the castle. They are almost exclusively children and old people, they are belonging to the first group of evacuated men. The old man smiles pleased. What for a lovely game! As he turns around his view catches the chamber of the king. He raises his arms and more lightnings follow.

Merlin has stopped working and is on his way to his king. Just in the moment as Sir Galahad has left the king's chamber, he arrived. Worried he looks up to Gwen and Arthur. Suddenly it clangs loudly and the window glass gets broken! One lightning has made his way through the window and has set fire to the king's bed. Immediately flows thick smoke through the room and makes breathing nearly impossible. First flames are already blazing. Merlin grabs a blanket courageously and tries to smother the fire. Together with Arthur, he spreads a blanket over it. They did it, they killed the fire. Both turn towards Gwen, she coughs. Then she points at the bed. Both men turn back to find out, the fire has burned through the blanket. Horrified Merlin and his king are looking at each other. This is impossible. The fire was killed! Arthur looks around and takes a water-filled jug standing on the large table. With momentum he pours the entire contents on the fire. The flames are dying again. But before they breathe up, they hear a a crackling hiss ... The flames are burning again. Instinctively Arthur makes a step away from the bed. He looks up to Merlin. The young sorcerer raises his hands and speaks the words "Forp fleoge!" [The fires go out.] As his eyes change his colour, the flame dies. And doesn't comes back. Worried he looks up to his friends. "That was magic fire. This storm is not of natural origin. That is why your men can't fight it." Arthur is stunned. "And now? Can you stop it?" Merlin shakes his head. "To stop all the fires it needs rain! To kill every single fire I would need days.. until then the whole lower town would already burn." Arthur nods. "So we need rain. And we have to find that sorcerer. It is sorcery, isn't it?" Merlin nods. "It is. And I'm sure, we almost know who caused that. Mordred." Arthur looks despaired. "Mordred? Why do you think that?" Merlin makes a step towards the royal couple. "To call a storm like that, you need big powers. And we know that he was here before. Maybe he is back now. Just remember his threats. Please Arthur you have to be careful." Arthur nods. "Fine. First of all, I have to see the fires with my own eyes." He nods towards Merlin and turns towards Gwen. "Gwen, please stay here in the castle. You and Gaius, you have to look after the evacuted peolpe." The queen nods. "Of course." Worried she watches his husband and his servant leaving the room. Then she takes heart and hurries towards the physician's chambers.

Uhmmmmmm...... I'm also panicking here.....make nothing happen to them all ooo..

I'm panic stricken ova here ooooo.......help help help

no fire servis 4 camelot? choii see modreds handy work oo he wan burt authur bed ni?

Panic, fear nd confusion is nw d order of d day, i guess u(modred) av achieved ur aim.

Am so scared, afraid 4 wat wl happen 2 camelot.

In between the old man has left the tower. With much pleasure he watched Arthur and Merlin killing his fire. And then he has seen it. He has expected to see it, but to watch it, hurted him nevertheless with a strange pang in his already dead heart. Merlin used magic! In the presence of the king and queen! As if it was the most normal thing in the world. Watching that Arthur tolerates Merlin's magic, has whiped up his hatred of Merlin and Arthur even more. It was exactly what he always wanted. To use his magic. But since Kara's dead, there is only one thing left, he wants: Arthur's dead. But for that he must first get rid of Merlin. He grins. As he looks around, he passes the smoky streets of the lower town, he passes the human chains. For an old man he walks fast. And he gets faster as he watches the gate of Camelot. As he passes the gate he turns back for a last time. With satisfaction he sees the columns of smoke over Camelot. He smiles evil and as he raises his hands again, break up the clouds. The wind dies down. And the sun comes back. He smiles again, before he calls Merlin in his mind. "Merlin, how do you like my show?" Merlin, who walks by his king's side, stops. He looks up to Arthur who also stops. Both are in the courtyard on their way down towards the lower town to talk with Sir Leon. Merlin closes his eyes to answer. "Mordred. So that's your business." The answer is an malicious laughter. "Why Mordred? What have all the people of Camelot done to you? If you want revenge, then fight with me!" "Merlin, how boring would be that. Where is the fun? No, I want to see you suffer. I want to see you breaking by despair. The despair to have everything done in your powers and knowing that you have failed. I want to see how lonely you are. You have saved your king and kingdom once, you won't make it for a second time. And I'll make sure that you're going to watch the kingdom breaking down. Then you'll beg me to kill you." Another nasty laughter follows his words. "Come on Merlin, I want to see you fighting the fire. You know, that you have to. Only you can stop it, before the whole lower town is in fire. Only a rain called with magic can stop the fire. Come on Merlin, I'm waiting!" Then there is silence in Merlin's head. One more time Merlin tries to call Mordred, but in vain. Mordred doesn't answer anymore. Merlin opens his eyes and looks into his king's ones. "Merlin, is he right? Can only you stop the fire?" Merlin sighs. "I guess it." Arthur shakes his head. " "What are his intensions by that?" Merlin shrugs. "Maybe, he wants me to reveal myself to the people of Camelot." Arthur shakes his head again. "No! You can use your magic to defend Camelot. But I don't know whether the people of Camelot accept you by my side after that." He looks in direction of the lower town. "Let us see, what is going on there. Maybe Sir Leon found a way to stop that fire." Merlin nods. Together with his king he passes the courtyard towards the lower town. As both arrive at Sir Leon, they are horrified. A large part of the city is in flames. With the courage of despair the people try to stop the fire jumping from one house to another. But it is hopelessly. Sir Leon stands in the middle of a street and coordinates the firefighting. As he recognises Arthur, he walks towards him. His hair is full of ash, his face is full of soots. "My Lord, we can't stop the fire. Unless a miracle happens the entire lower city will burn down. We already started with evacuations, but the people won't leave their belongings. They try to save as much as possible. In vain." Arthur looks around and Sir Leon adds. "It is jinxed! The fire appears to be immune to our water. Whenever we have killed a fire, it burnes up again a short time later." He shakes his head. "Moreover, there is the shortage of water. We can not go on for much longer." Arthur nods and turns towards Merlin, who looks horrified at the burning lower town. Sir Leon has turned back towards his human chains and gives new instructions.

Merlin turns towards his friend. "Arthur? I have no choice. If we want to save the lower town, I have to use my magic." Arthur nods. "What are you going to do?" Merlin looks up to the tower. "I have to get up there and call a rain. A rain called with magic will stop the fire." Arthur shakes worried his head. "But then the people of Camelot will see you! There must be another way.." Merlin smiles. "You know, that I have a lot of faces. I hoped that I wouldn't need the old sorcerer again, but it seems I was wrong." Arthur looks sceptically at his servant. "Are you sure that you want to do this?" Merlin nods. "I'm. It is my duty to protect you and Camelot." Arthur nods again. "Then I will accompany you." Together they walk back towards the castle to disappear in Gaius's chamber. Gaius is not present. He's already gone to Gwen and took over the care of the wounded and evacuated. In front of Merlin's chamber they stop. "Arthur? Please wait here." Arthur wonders but agrees. A short time later the old wizard comes slowly out of Merlin's chamber. Slowly, he walks to his king and looks into his eyes. Both are silent for a moment. Then suddenly Arthur shakes his head. "I knew, I've already seen this eyes." He grins. "You've actually managed to fool me. Of course it's you." Merlin, in the form of the old wizard, smiles. "It's still a strange feeling to face you, knowing that you know who I'm." Before he can add something, the door opens and Sir Galahad bursts into the room. The knight is speechless for a moment. Puzzled he looks from Arthur to the sorcerer. Then he pulls himself together. "My Lord, we aren't fast enough with the evacuation! A part of the population is enclosed by a large wall of fire. We need you there!" At the same time her walks slowly towards the old wizard until he comes to a stop directly in front of him and looks at him from top to bottom. He looks up to his king. "Who is that? And was does it mean?" Arthur smiles. "Nice to know I'm not the only one who did not recognize him." He turns towards Merlin. "Look into his eyes and you'll do." The young knight makes another step towards the old sorcerer. Yes, this eyes are familiar to him. But he still does not know the old man. He shakes his head. Now Merlin takes the word. "We should go. If we want to kill the fire and save the people, we should go." His king nods. "Of course. Lead on. You know the way." The old man nods and walks towards the door to leave the room. Arthur follows him. Still stunned Sir Galahad just stands there and looks, before he takes heart and follows them.

Exhausted the old sorcerer enters the top of the tower. Next to him stands Arthur. Sir Galahad is following them. Together they look down to the lower town. The picture of the burning city is horrible. A huge creeping barrage makes its way through the entire lower town. People are running everywhere to pick up their last belongings. Between all that the knights of Camelot are fighting the fire and try to protect the people. Arthur puts his hand on the shoulder of the old sorcerer. "You can do that. You can save them. Merlin, save them." Stunned Sir Galahad looks at the old man. This is Merlin? He is paralyzed. The old man raises his hands. Immediately some clouds appear and the sky turns dark. One cloud after another covers the sun. Stunned Arthur and Sir Galahad are looking into the sky. Within a few seconds, the cloud cover is closed. It is dark in Camelot. For this, the flames glow now even stronger in the lower town. The people and knights are pausing and look up to the sky. Not another storm! Not more lightning strikes! Not more flames! Not more burned houses! An old man dressed in black is part of the crowd. He smiles. In his mind he calls Merlin. "Merlin, you decided to save your people? Let's see whether it wants your help at all." He grins evil. Merlin is still on top of the tower, his hands are still raised. The new call of Mordred has made him despair short. But a trusting nod of his king remembers him, what he is doing here and for whom he does. The old man dressed in black in the crowd raises his trembling hand and points at the old sorcerer on the top of the tower. With his broken voice he screams as loud as he can. "Look, there is a sorcerer! He has called the storm! He has caused the fire!" Immediately the people of Camelot and the knights turn around and look up to the tower. In fact, there is an old man with his hands raised. It seems he is calling that storm! Merlin is now fully focused. The cloud cover has finally closed. First lightnings have made their way through the air. He raises his voice and calls the word Wort "Tídrénas!" into the sky. First big drops of rain appear. Only a few, but they are getting more and more until it rains cats and dogs. As Merlin's eyes change his colour, he is already completely soaked. The flames disappear gradually. Instead of dark smoke white steam is rising and cools the air noticeably. The people in the streets hardly believe their eyes. The old man on top of the tower has called that rain to fight the fires in the lower town. After a moment of silence they break into cheers and hugging each other. The fire is stopped, the lower town and the people are save. The knights, still stunned, are still looking up to the tower. Sir Leon looks around him. Big parts of the lower town are completely destroyed. Slowly the troops gather and follow the cheering people up to the castle into the courtyard. The old man dressed in black is with them. But he isn't cheering. He is grinning evil. He calls Merlin again in his mind. "Well done Merlin, well done. I knew you could do that. I did not expected something different from you. You always do exactly what is expected of you. Don't you?"

Merlin on top of the tower puts his hands down. The new call of Mordred worries him. What did he aim? Immediately the rain stops and the clouds move apart. The sun comes back. Everything shines in a bright light. It smells like after a sommerstorm, fresh after rain. The air is humid. The soaked clothes stick to the bodies of the people. The mood is relaxed. The young man in the form of the old wizard smiles happily. The poeple of Camelot have seen him and is cheering to him. Happily he turns towards Arthur and Sir Galahad. "You did it Merlin. Well done." Arthur smiles. And the young knight by his side is just as proud as the king himself. Then it suddenly becomes quiet in the courtyard. The cheering dies and murmur spreads. Old Mordred has taken the word. "You fools! You cheering to a magician! Yes, he killed the fire. But didn't he previously caused them before? What is this for a game that he is playing? What if he intentionally caused the fire to save you now? What a great show! Indeed! This was all part of his plan, his plan to fool you! I say that it will not succeed. He has our houses on his conscience. People have been injured! Will you really accept this? He is and remains a wizard. And the wizard belongs to the stake!" The people standing around him feel insecure. Maybe that old man is right. Voices are rising. And Mordred has even more to offer. "I say he won't escape us. He is a wizard! A wizard cannot be trusted!" And already the people arming themselves with pitchforks and threshing flails. Mordred points at the top of the tower. "Look at him. There he stands complacently!" Then he turns towards the knights and guards. "And what are doing our knight? Nothing! I thought they should protect us. But no, they prefere standing and watching!" He points again at the wizard. "I tell you, what we are goint to do! We catch the wizard! He burned our houses? He will pay for that! Like our houses he will burn!" Sir Leon is stunned. What happens here? How could tilt the mood in that way? Suddenly he and his knights stand against its own people. Angrily it requires inlet into the castle. It is almost on the stairs! He cannot fight its own people. He calls his men: "Don't let them pass!" Knights and guards form a line in front of the entrance to the castle. The crowd stops. Mordred smiles before he adds: "Look at our knights! Instead of protecting us they are protecting a sorcerer!" He turns towards the crowd. "I say that we won't allow that! Storm the entrance!" Sir Leon looks at the old man who stirs up the crowd, before he takes the word. "People of Camelot! Listen!" At the moment the people are calming down. The words of Sir Leon have weight. For a moment, it is deathly still. "I understand your excitement. And I assure you, I will investigate the matter personally. The wizard will not escape, I will have him arrested and submit him to the jurisdiction of the king. But vigilante justice is not a solution. Every man deserves a fair trial." After a brief moment, murmuring raises again in the crowd, the unrest raises again. Shouts out of the crowd take place . "Why is he still free?" followed by "yes, put him at court " or "no, I say, we execute him in this moment" let Sir Leon tremble. "Please calm down. Go home. Leave us that wizard. Please take care of your families and your homes. " Then he turns towards Sir Percival, who stands behind him. "Take a few men and take the magician caught." The big night nods and disappears together with 10 men into the castle. Meanwhile Sir Leon still tries to persuade the people. "Please go home. We take care of it." The people are nodding in agreement. The crowd dissolves slowly and leaves the courtyard. Between them, an old man walks down the road. Hilarious and yet a little disappointed he smiles grimly to himself. The people are too much behind his king and his knights. Nevertheless it was enough. Just seeing the horrified eyes of Merlin, has given him an extraordinary pleasure. And the praised trust has received a small crack which he may be building up. The old wizard on the tower has stepped from the parapet. Horrified, he has watched how the mood has changed. They want to see him burn at the stake! He is paralyzed and looks down to the ground. Arthur and Sir Galahad are as stunned as Merlin. Helplessly they are looking at him. Arthur realises at first what happened. "Merlin, you have to transform you back! Immediately!" Merlin looks up. From the stairs they hear the tramp of many soldiers' boots. They are coming to catch Merlin. Even though he has saved the lower town. Merlin is still paralyzed. Arthur shouts at him: "Merlin! You have to transform you back! Now!" Now Merlin awakens from his rigid. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small potion. He takes a big gulp and transforms himself back into his younger version. He is visibly exhausted. With the help of Sir Galahad, he quickly slips out of the garment of the old wizard. And already in the same moment Sir Percival and his knights appear looking for that wizard. "Arthur? My Lord? Where is that sorcerer?" Relieved Arthur turns to the knights. "He is gone. He disappeared as we reached the top of the tower. He was to fast. We weren't able to catch him." Sir Percival sighs. "Are you alright?" Arthur nods. "He didn't harmed us. I don't think that this was his intention." Arthur looks back to Merlin. His friend stands by Sir Galahad's side. His king nods towards them. Together with Sir Percival and his knights he leaves the tower. Sadly Merlin looks up to Sir Galahad. The knight smiles to cheer him up. "Come, I'll take you to your room. You should rest." Merlin nods. Together Merlin and the knight leave the tower.

Merlin and Sir Galahad enter the room of the physician. Gaius stands in front of one of his cupboards to fetch more bandages, as he looks up into his young friend's face. Merlin is still distraught. "Merlin! Merlin, what happened?" Because Merlin does not answer, replies Sir Galahad in his place. "Merlin has called a rain and saved the lower town. Unfortunately, the people of Camelot have seen these things differently." He pauses to look at Merlin. "They have made him responsible for causing the fire. They have banded together to burn him at the stake. But he could transform him back in time. Everything has gone well again." Compassionately he looks at Merlin. "But I think it has hurt him." Gaius nods. "Thank you Sir Galahad. I take care of him. Go back to Arthur. He will need your help. And please tell the queen, that I need a moment here." The knight nods. "Of course. If I can do anything else, please let me know." He smiles a last time at Merlin and leaves the room. Merlin, meanwhile, has placed on a chair. He can't speak. He is still stunned. He is used that he never gets praise or gratitude for his help. But this hatred scares him. That hatred that he felt up on the tower, he never felt it before. He looks up to Gaius. "I was just helping. How do they get to think, that I could burn their houses to save them subsequently? This is insane!" He shakes his head sadly. "I thought today I got the possibility to show the poeple of Camelot that magic can be used for good... I thought I could convince them." He shakes his head again. Gaius sighs and takes Merlin in his arms. "Merlin, people are easily to influence. They have also looked for someone to blame for the disaster. To give a wizard the blame is always easy." Merlin sobs. "They hate me.. they hate me.." Gaius hugs Merlin a bit more. "Merlin, they don't hate you. They were just angry and were looking for a culprit. But they blame the wrong. You are not responsible." He strokes over his hair. "You do not take it to heart. The people are desperate. Many have lost everything they owned. I'm sure if they would know, who you really are, they would not have attacked you. The people here know that our Merlin is devoted to their king. But they have only seen a magician. All of her despair, all her anger has projected onto this man. Do not take it personally. Everyone up there and using magic would have been the one responsible for it." Merlin nods. Gaius looks into his sad eyes. "Merlin, I have to take care of the wounded. Gwen is waiting for me. Go into your room. Get rest, sleep." He stands up and looks down at his foster son. Then he takes the bandages and leaves the room. Before he steps through the door, he looks back to Merlin. Sadly the young wizard is still sitting on the chair. Sad and lonely.

The young wizard has finally stood up, walked into his room and and has there dropped on his bed. But he couldn't find any sleep. Every time he closes his eyes, the mob follows him. Again and again he sees the picture of how they wanted to bring him to the stake. He protects the people of Camelot and they want to burn him. Again and again he hears their calls. Again and again he sees the faces of the angry crowd demanding inlet into the castle. He sits up. Lost in thoughts, he stares down on the ground, as Arthur enters his room and sits down on Merlin's bed. "I have not thanked you." He smiles at his friend. "Thank you Merlin." Merlin nods. He still isn't in the mood for a smile. "Merlin, I'm sorry for what happened. I.." Merlin shakes his head. "They won't accept me. They will never do, don't they? I've been fooling myself all these years. I always thought that if you have accepted me, it will be different. But nothing has changed. They hate me and they hate my magic." A tear runs down his face. "Merlin, they don't know you. But I do. Don't give up. They will accept you. Like I do. If you give up now, Mordred wins." Stunned the young sorcerer looks at his king. "What do you mean?" Arthur looks into his eyes. "Merlin, only together we a strong. Mordred tries to isolate you. I'm sure he has stirred up the people. Sir Leon has told me of an old man dressed in black who was ringleaders and instigator. You know what that means. He used the same aging spell like you. That is why, we could not find him." Merlin closes his eyes. "The old man at the fountain in the courtyard. I have felt his presence. I just could not place it." Arthur nods. "I don't understand why he is doing that? Why he stirs up the people against the magic? He cuts it into his own flesh." Merlin looks up. "He does not care. He has nothing to lose. He's already dead. All he wants is to destroy you and Camelot." Arthur smiles. "And for that he has to push you to the sidelines. He wants to hurt you. Do not let it happen. Don't let him sow distrust. He will not succeed." He puts an arm on Merlin's shoulder. "Merlin, the people will accept magic again. Until then, you're still have my trust. And the trust of your friends, Gaius and Gwen, Sir Gwaine and Sir Galahad. We trust you. Trust yourself. Mordred will not succeed today. Camelot remains strong. Because we are strong. The foundations, trust and loyalty are not that easy to destroy. Not, if we don't allow it." He smiles. Now even Merlin can smile a little. "Thank you My Lord." "Come on, we need to rebuild the lower town again. We have much work." The king stands up and pulls Merlin up. Both are facing each other as they shake hands. Just as Arthur turns to the door, Merlin stumbles and falls on his bed. Arthur looks down at him. Horrified, he bends down and holds him tight. "Merlin, Merlin what is it? Talk to me!" Merlin, who has pulled together, sits down on the bed. The young wizard is pale. His pulse is racing and his heart beats like a drum. Horrified, he looks up to his king. He can hardly find the right words. Stammeringly he struggles to keep his composure. "Arthur, something terrible has happened. Something unbelievably terrible. I can't... " The young wizard shakes his head. Sad, endlessly sad and with pain in his eyes he has still not found the right words. Arthur sits down beside him on his bed again. "Merlin, you tell me right now what's going on!" Merlin shakes his head. He fights back tears. Desperate, he fights against it. "My magic, I felt something. Something terrible .. a shock .. displacement... I don't know how to describe it. Last time I felt it when Morgana has sacrificed someone at Samhain." Arthur looks at him. "What are you saying? Has anyone freed the Dorocha?" Merlin shakes his head. "No, not that. But somebody sacrificed a soul." Arthur jumps up. "Please what? Someone has sacrificed a soul? A human sacrifice? Are you sure?" Merlin nods. Anxiously he looks up at his king. "I do not know for what purpose. But I'm afraid it isn't a good sign. It was so powerful it almost tore me apart. Up in my insides, I felt this sacrifice... and that scares me..and that scares me incredible.."

It is dark in Camelot. Everybody in the castle is already sleeping. Everybody? A young man sneaks out of his room, runs past his sleeping mentor and leaves the castle. At the city gate, he runs right into the arms of his king. With folded arms he leans on the wall. "Merlin, I won't let you go alone." Merlin shakes his head, I..." "You are going to ask her? Aren't you? You are going to meet Aithusa. Merlin, I thought that you trust me. Stop these solo efforts." Merlin swallows guiltily. "Sorry, force of habit." His king smiles at him. "Alright Merlin." He walks towards his friend. "Tell me, we are we going?" The young sorcerer looks at him. "You really want to come with me? I can report you tomorrow." Now Arthur smiles even more. "And miss Aithusa? Out of the question. Tell me, were are we going?" Merlin sighs. "Wait here, I'll get the horses. It isn't that far from here, but to far for a walk." He turns and disappears into the stables. A short time later he comes back with two saddled horses. The king and his servant jump on their horses. Fast they are leaving the city. In a large field near the town they stop. Arthur looks around. "But she isn't here!" Disappointed he looks at Merlin. The young sorcerer jumps off his horse. He grins. "Of course not. Did you think she'd wait here all the time?" Arthur now jumps off his horse. "Won't she? I thought you would have arranged to meet her here." Merlin smiles and binds the horses on a tree, before he calls his king. "Come on Arthur, we have to walk a bit. We leave the horses here." In the middle of the field they stop. The king wonders. He turns looking in a circle. "And now? But here is nothing! I thought dragons live in the mountains or in caves." Merlin grins. "And now, I'm calling her." He looks up to heaven and calls the last dragon in their language: "Draca, eom, ala, sece findan metan, teosu hus anbid!"(phonetic: Drakon, e male so ftengometta tesd hup anankes!) His king stands beside him and looks stunned at Merlin. "You can call her? You can call a dragon?" He shakes his head, before he looks into his friend's eyes. "After everything I've learned so far about you, you still manage to surprise me. Will this stop at some point? Will I ever really know you?" Merlin smiles happily. Then he looks up to the sky. "My Lord, there is she!" He points at a small point on the sky. And indeed out of the darkness comes a bright spot to them, which is getting bigger and bigger. It already takes the shape of a dragon, which lands in full size and beauty in front of the last dragonlord and his king.

Aithusa bows slightly and the two men repay the gesture. Arthur immediately goes to her to stroke her head. Compared with that Merlin stays there and looks at her anxiously. "Did you feel it? The displacement of the magic? What was that? Was it, what I think it was? Was it a human sacrifice?" The dragon bows his head down to Arthur, who is now approaching him. For a moment she closes her eyes to enjoy the caress. Then she answers objectively. "I felt it. And yes, it was a human sacrifice. Such a distortion of magic can only be caused by a human sacrifice. " Merlin shakes his head. "I feard it." He looks up to Aithusa again. "But why? Who does that today, and for what reason?" Aithusa answers hesitantly. "The question of who I don't need to answer. I think you know." Merlin nods. "Mordred." The dragon adds: "And the question of why I can't answer exactly to you. However, I've been watching for some time, a continual stream of people. All these people have one thing in common and they have a common aim. They are walking to the Grange Stone Circle at Lough Gur." "The Grange Stone Circle?" "Yes, young wizard. This stone circle is the center of a great meeting. It is a great druid meeting, which takes place every few decades, when the moon, the sun and the earth are having a certain constellation. The people there are really peaceful. There are whole families with women and children. And all these people unites the magic. All these people have magic." Now even Arthur frightens. He makes several steps back and stands next to Merlin. "How many are they? And why it happens without us noticing it? I can't believe that we didn't notice such a large stream of people." Aithusa shakes her head. "No, because the stone circle is located in Lot's Kingdom. And they are hundreds." Arthur wonders. Hundreds? But I always thought my father had almost killed all magicians?" He looks briefly at Merlin. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I.." "It is alright. I know what you want to say." Aithusa nods. "Yes, your father has killed many wizards. But the Druids have always lived very secluded. Not even he could find them all. Many people were hiding and have denied themselfes for years. Many people with magic have never used their gift. And many people don't know that they have magic. They just have the feeling that they should go there. It is the magic that makes them go there. Merlin looks down at himself. "What about me? Why I'm not feeling this?" Aithusa looks at him. "I don't know. But it seems that there today the ritual of human sacrifice has rised again. " Merlin is still not satisfied. "But why does he do it? Why does he sacrifice a human? What can it?" The dragon hesitates before answering. "A human sacrifice in connection with the right spell is very powerful. Whatever Morderd has planned, it's something very big and important. Unfortunately, I can not tell you more about that to you dragonlord and to you king of Camelot. But I can tell you that most of the people there have nothing to do with the human sacrifice. They believe, they are coming to a big feast together to honor a particular constellation. They aren't a threat to you. But I'm sure whatever Mordred plans will be a danger." Then the dragon spreads its wings. "Farewell, I'm sure we will meet again soon." And with momentum and elegance she takes off and flies away. Merlin and his king just stay there and watch her leaving. On the way to Camelot king and servant riding silently side by side until Merlin finally asks: "Arthur? What are you going to do?" Arthur looks over at his servant. "I do not know. I have yet to think about. The Grange Stone Circle at Lough Gur is located in Lot's Kingdom. Whatever we intend, first we have to inform him and hope for his help and his agreement." Merlin nods. "I understand." Arthur adds."Besides, we don't know what Mordred really plans. If I march in Lot's kingdom, I could risk a war. What if he is in league with Mordred?" "Do you believe that?" Arthur sighs. "No, but I can't exclude it. Yeah, we have concluded a peace treaty with king Lot. But he always was very fickle." Merlin nods again. "At first we should find out more about this meeting and this stone circle. I'm questioning Gaius about it tomorrow and then I'll search the chronicles for information." Arthur smiles. "Thank you Merlin." Just now they ride through the city gate. "But not until morning. We should go to bed. The day was long and very exhausting." In the courtyard they stop and Arthur jumps off his horse. Tired, he stretches and yawns. "Good night, Merlin. Bring even the horses away, I manage the rest alone. See you tomorrow morning." Merlin also jumps off his horse. He takes the reins of his king and bows. "I also wish you a good night. Sleep well My Lord." Arthur nods and runs up the stairs into the castle. Merlin watches him disappearing and smiles, before he goes with the horses in direction of the stables.

"The Grange Stone Circle is also known as the Stones of the Sun. It is located at Lough Gur, a horseshoe-shaped dark lake in Lot's Kingdom." Merlin pauses reading. "I grew up in the kingdom of king Lot. I've never heard something about this place before." Puzzled he reads on. "The stone circle lies in the heart of the horseshoe. Every 35 years the sun, the moon and the earth will be in a certain all magicians are coming here to celebrate a great feast." Merlin looks up from the chronicles and looks over to Gaius, who is already busy with packing his medical bag. "So the last meeting took place before the great purge by Uther." Gaius nods and replies without looking up from his work. "Yes, I've heard of it. It is said, that in the middle of the stone circle is a special stone. People come here on this festive day to offer up their sacrifices." Merlin is unsettled. "Sacrifices? What sacrifices?" Gaius closes his medicine bag and turns to Merlin. "Fruits, gold, jewelry, animals .. just everything what is important to people. They sacrifice to the goddess of the Old Religion." Merlin stands up and puts the book on the table. Then he makes a step towards Gaius. "Even human sacrifices?" Gaius shakes his head. "Not that I know. But I don't know much about it." Merlin looks his mentor now in the eyes. "Gaius, why it does not take me there? Aithusa said, all the people with magic are making their way automatically to this place at this special day. And I have not even heard of it before. How is this coming along?" Gaius swallows. "You aren't following the Old Religion, maybe that is why you don't feel it. But to be honest, that's just a guess. I don't know, why it doesn't attract you, like all other magicians. But there is more. Merlin, your mother has tried to keep you away from this place. She has withheld you all the information about this place." Merlin looks at him skeptically. "Why? What is wrong with me and this place?" Gaius shakes his head. "Everything is alright with you. But she said that the stone circle would be cursed .. or blessed. Depending on how you look at it." He pauses before he adds. "Unfortunately I don't know more details. But I do know that your mother is very afraid of this place. And even your father has avoided this stone circle." He looks at the book. "Is there nothing else in it?" Merlin shakes disappointed his head. "Unfortunately not. That means, we still don't know the reason for the sacrifices, the people are offering. But when they sacrifice to the goddess of the Old Religion, that can't mean anything good." Now it's the Gaius who shakes his head. "Not necessarily. For many, the goddess isn't only the goddess of the Old Religion but also Mother Earth. Therefore they are praying for their blessing for the family and for the harvest. They ask for health, long life ... nothing extraordinary. Just because they sacrifice to the goddess of the Old Religion, it doesn't mean, that they want to summon something evil." Merlin nods. "So it's primarily about ordinary matters. But how then the human sacrifice fits in?" Gaius sighs. "I'm stumped. Even at the height of the Old Religion, human sacrifices were very rarely. I have no answer for that." Then he grabs his medical bag. "Are you ready Merlin? We have to look after the wounded of the great fire. I need your help." Merlin sighs. Together Gaius and Merlin are leaving the room

I HV posted a lot. I may delay in posting just comment 4 more.pls bear wit me am just ve ry busy.

U ar doing a good job guy. Poor merlin, it seems his destiny is even bigger dan him bt his gud magic wl pave way 4 him

woooow! unbelieveable I've missed little episode here sha...but I'm right with you now..... Modred is still planing evil....hnmmm...ah deh fear o.

Somhkid you omitted some episodes. After merlin ate the magic cake and locks the door so that Arthur wouldn't escape what happened next? Please finish that episode. it is one of best.

after tat day he got he become nomal @jencute

Somhkid pls post it.

Hmmmm the fight of magicians i feel sorry 4 camelot ooo

@Jencute It doesn't need to be posted anymore, what Somkhid mean is that after Merlin had ate that cake, though the love spell affect him towards Arthur but Merlin didn't cause any harm before the spell break.....its just a funny scene thats just not much tangible to holds onto......

Best of the best tori?jah bless u somhkid like its real

I cnt help bt 2 smile wen reading stories here, dis stories alwayz seem 2 brighten my day nd with interestin comments 4rm d beautiful pple here, it cn only get better. Dis 1 wey every1(even readers) jst dey panic, it no dey giv mhe beta hope oo, i hope merlin nails modred fast ooo b4 much damage is done.

d title of dis part is ritual of d 3 souls

It already dawns and a ghostly fog lies over the stone circle. Some first sunbeams appear. Everything shines in pale light. A particularly big stone is in the middle of the stone circle. Two men stand around it. Another man lies on that one and is tied up with hands and feet. He tugs at his bonds with all his might. But nothing helps. The iron bonds hold him tight. The man, he is almost still a boy. He is maybe 16 years old. The pure fear is in his dark eyes. He has been seduced by the beautiful words of the two men standing around him. Yes, he wanted to become a hero. Yes, it actually seemed tempting to give his life for the Old Religion and all other people with magic powers. But now, at this very moment it has lost all its attraction. The disillusionment has occurred now. How could he be deceived just like that? How could he be persuaded to this? He can't remember. All he knows, is that he wants to leave this place. That he wants to live. And that he certainly doesn't want to sacrifice his life. Begging and crying the boy beseeches the two men. "Please, I beg you. Let me go. I don't want that. Please .. " But the two men just smile. One man smiles more maliciously than the other. None of them has the intention to let the young man go again. They look at each other. It will not last much longer. Only one more special sacrifice after the boy and the change will occur. Once again the young man beseeches the two men. Tears shine in his eyes. "Please, let me go. Don't kill me. Please .. " One of the two men is pulling a dagger out of his belt . The dagger isn't very big, but very decorated. Its handle is adorned with symbols of the Old Religion. The man looks up. In his eyes is pure is dressed in black. It is Mordred. He raises his hand, holding the dagger. He pushes it with power into the chest of the boy. He is immediately dead. The dagger has pierced the heart. Of the sacrificial stone, a little, a tiny light rises. Like a firefly in the night it flies off and disappears into the fog. Another soul. Only one more soul is missing. He hands the dagger to the other man. This man takes it and cleans it with a soft cloth. He then gives the dagger back to his master. He proudly looks at him. Yes, Mordred is a master according to his taste. All his life he was his own master. He would never have thought that he submits to somebody. So far he has only used them all. He has taken advantage of even Lady Morgana in her naivety once. But now it is different. With Mordred's help he will accomplish his goal. For this he also likes to play the servant. Mordred will kill Arthur Pendragon and free the magic. He's always been a fanatic. But his visions will come true with Mordred by his side. A Kingdom for wizards. And for this he goes over corpses. He has proved this once. And he will do it again. But this time he will succeed. His master turns around and leaves the stone circle. Before he leaves the ring, he calls him: "Alvarr? You know what to do. Sink the body in the lake. No one must know what we are doing here. All the people who come here, they mustn't know what has happened this morning. You know that. For now it must remain a secret. Only when we have prepared the ultimate sacrifice, we will inform them. Then we will unite the magic." Alvarr nods. "And Alvarr? Clean the sacrificial stone. Prepare everything for the last missing soul. You know the constellation of the planets is tomorrow at midnight." Alvarr nods again. Then Mordred finally leaves the stone circle and disappears in the fog. Alvarr remains alone. Disgusted, he looks down at the boy. "Simple-minded guy." A devious grin glides across his face. "How could you believe that you have a choice until the end." He shakes his head. People are so terribly easy to influence. Especially young people could be very naive. "But be certain, your sacrifice wasn't in vain." Then he pulls the lifeless body of the stone to let him disappear into the water. Mordred is right. If we already inform people here about our plans, they will stop us. To sacrifice human life, is not an option for them. But if it is so far that their plan works, they will be glad that he Alvarr and Mordred have done it. "Until then, unfortunately, you have to take your farewell in the lake." And with enthusiasm he throws the boy's dead body into the lake. After a moment, it is sinking into the depths. Only a slight curling on the surface remains.

Merlin frightens. He is terribly sick and his head is sore with a muffled feeling. He sits upright in bed. His complexion is unnaturally pale. He jumps out of bed and reels into the room of Gaius. Just in time he manages to grip a bucket. Then, he vomits into it already. He reels and collapses. Pale and helpless he is sitting on the stairs. With trembling hands he holds the bucket tight and vomits again. As Gaius enters the room, he finds his protégé almost fainted and powerless sitting on the ground. He already is up since a medical emergency had woken him. Horrified, he looks down at Merlin. "Merlin? Merlin, are you alright?" Merlin, who had closed his eyes, opens them and looks into the face of his mentor. He shakes his head and vomits one more time. Worried Gaius goes besides him onto the knees and feels Merlin's forehead. "You have no fever. And there are no other signs of a cold." Merlin whispers. "This is not a sickness. This was a new distortion of magic, this was another human sacrifice. I've felt the last distortion of magic as powerful. I can hardly describe this immense power this time. I thought this last time, it would tear me apart. I thought it's not getting worse. I was wrong." Gaius stands up and pulls Merlin with him. Holding him, he leads Merlin back to his bed. The young sorcerer lies down immediately. The exhaustion is almost superhuman. Exhausted, he closes his eyes and falls asleep immediately. Gaius sits down worried in front of his bed and holds his hand. Whatever is going on here, he doesn't like it at all. When Arthur enters the room, Merlin still sleeps. Even from a distance, he calls for his servant. "Merlin, where are you? I'm waiting. You have already overslept again! Let that not be habit!" He passes through Gaius room and walks upstairs the small stairs into Merlin's room. Little enthusiastic he looks down at his sleeping servant. But when he sees Gaius worried face, his expression immediately changes. "Gaius? What's going on? What is it this time?" Gaius shakes his head. "I don't know. Merlin is terribly exhausted. Something has robbed him all of his energy. He needs to rest. I'm sorry. I'm afraid you will have to do without him." Arthur sighs. "Oh, great. When will he feel better?" Gaius pauses briefly. "As soon as he has slept and ate something. But it will certainly be noon before he is back on his feet." Arthur nods. "I can't wait for him. Let me know when he feels better. In the meantime I go without him on patrol." Gaius looks up at his king. "Do you think this a good idea? You shouldn't leave the castle without Merlin. Think of Mordred .. " Now the King smiles. "Gaius, I can take care of myself. And if it calms you, I take Sir Percival, Sir Leon and Sir Galahad with me. " He pauses and looks down at his pale friend. "But the patrol is important. It gives the public safety. We stay nearby." Gaius sighs. "Be careful." Arthur nods. Then he leaves the room.

Uhmmmm.... Interesting. Next Please....

More polish to yhur shoe.... More powder to yhur face..... More cream to yhur skin....... More ...... More...... More..... Short of words abeg.....yhu sha knw say I dey hail yhu ni

Ahaaaa.... . . . . .nxt. . . . . . . pls. . . . . . . . bt author have to be very careful ooo bcos modred want him dead. @somkid fire me in, to kill modreth chaiiii see hw mErLiN de suffer.

hmmmmm wil authour escape dis sha cus he's d last sacrificail lamb modred is lookin for

The King and his three knights ride in slow pace along the road towards Camelot. The flags of the city are already visible above the trees. Still about 30 minutes and they'll be back. The atmosphere is tense and Arthur is inward-looking. Sir Leon rides beside him. Sir Percival and Sir Galahad follow them at a slight distance. "Sire, you are quiet today. Is it because of Merlin? Soon, he surely feels better again. Gaius will have cured this small illness in a flash." Encouragingly, he smiles at him. "Thank you, Sir Leon. But that's not it. I'm worried about Mordred. He has set the city on fire and incited the people. Then still these rumors about the big druid meeting in Lot's kingdom and the human sacrifices." He sighs and shakes his head. "What else? What comes next? Does this never come to an end?" Sir Leon nods. "I understand what you mean. But we actually do not know exactly whether there has been this human sacrifice. Don't you have sent a messenger to King Lot?" Arthur thinks it over briefly. He knows that the human sacrifice is not just a rumor. But how can he explain it to him? That a dragon has told him? "The messenger should arrive today at King Lot and is expected back tomorrow. Then I hope we will know more." He nods at Sir Leon and looks around for his two other companions. The two knights look just as strained as him himself. But they also try to not to show. Nevertheless they look around attentively again and again. Every noise caughts their attention, every move is questioned. But it is quiet on the road. When Arthur looks forward again towards Camelot, he stops. His look roams briefly Sir Leon, then King and knight draw their swords simultaneously. This movement now has alerted the two other draw their swords and catch up to the King. Before them on the street a man lies face down and doesn't move. The King and his knights look around. Nothing. Except the man on the street is nothing to see. Arthur jumps off his horse and walks carefully up to the man. He kneels down beside him to the ground and turns him around. The sight is horrible. Instantly Arthur retreats. The man is dead. With rigid wide open eyes he looks into the void. The pure fear stands in his face. Wouldn't there gape a deep wound close to his heart, one might think that he had died of fear. It is the messenger whom Arthur had sent to King Lot already yesterday. But why is he here now? The King and his knights have ridden here an hour ago. At this time there was no one here. Scary. The King looks up at his knights. "Keep your eyes open. Something is wrong here." And such as proof of his words all three knights fall from their horses at the same time and end up unconscious in the dust of the road. His sword raised to defend, Arthur slowly turns around. Before him stands a young man who is dressed in black. His eyes shine malicious. Around his corners of his mouth is a nasty grin. "Hello Arthur." It is Mordred. Before the king can react the eyes of the magician light up again. His sword flies from his hand directly into the hand of Mordred. The king winces. "Mordred. What do you want?" Mordred holds the sword and wields it in the sunlight. "A really nice blade. I suppose you have to thank for Merlin for it? Haven't you? Strange, where is he your servant? Or should I say your wizard? He is not here to protect to you? A pity. I had been looking forward to ram him your sword into his heart. Now I must be content that I have found you." He raises his sword and holds it at Arthur's neck. At the same time he takes a step forward. Arthur swallows. "Mordred. If you kill me now, you will get to know the entire wrath of Camelot." The magician laughs. "I won't kill you now. That would be too easy. Where's the fun?No, I'm not going to make it that simple. First, I will ensure that your watch your beloved kingdom going down. Only then I will redeem you." "You'll never succeed. Camelot won't go down. The values that make up Camelot, will continue to exist with Gwen. Merlin will save Camelot and protect Gwen." Mordred smiles nasty. "Will he? Yeah? I don't think so. I think he will look after you. The little fool loves you too much. And I will wait for him. He will watch everything he loves going down." Then he takes the handle of the sword and hits it to the king's head. Arthur faints on the floor. Instantly Alvarr comes out of the forest with two horses. "Tie him up and bind him on his horse. Alvarr nods and bends over the king. "What about the other knights? Shouldn't we take advantage of the opportunity and kill them?" Mordred shakes his head. "No. We still need them. Someone must still tell the Queen what happened. And who should lead the army? No, they will die soon enough. For now we have what we need. All in good time." He smiles nasty and puts the King's Sword in his belt. He turns towards his horse. "Everything goes according to plan."

A short time later the three knights reach the courtyard. After they searched the whole area for Arthur, they have decided together to ride back to Camelot and to inform Gwen about it. Sir Leon, Sir Galahad and Sir Percival jump off their horses. Concerned they stand there and look at each other. Who tells it Gwen and who says it Merlin? Sir Leon breathes through and nods at his two friends. Then he runs up the steps of the stairs and disappears into the main entrance of the castle. Sir Leon will tell Gwen. Merlin still remains. Sir Galahad sighs. "I will tell him. If I'm not back in 30 minutes it would be nice if you could come and save me." Then he looks up to the main entrance. "I would also prefer to inform the queen." Then he takes heart and runs towards Gaius and Merlin's chambers. The Queen is in the council chamber and reads bored in letters, when it knocks at the door and Sir Leon enters. Gwen looks up from her papers. As she recognizes Sir Leon, immediately her eyes shine. She stands up and walks over to him. "Sir Leon, you're back?" Then she looks at the door and .. nothing. Puzzled she looks back at Sir Leon. The knight swallows. "Where is Arthur? Is he with Merlin?" The knight is not able to reply. Desperately he searches for the right words. With a trembling voice he answers: "My Lady, Arthur is not at Merlin." Gwen looks out of the door. "Then where is he? Where can he be?" Sir Leon starts again. "My Lady, we were attacked on the way. I don't know what to say .. " Gwen turns back to the knight. The joy in her face has turned into a big scare. "Where is he? Where is Arthur? Is he dead?" Sir Leon shakes his head. "No! .. but to be honest, I do not know." At the same time in Gaius and Merlin's chambers. The young wizard sits at the table and slowly eats a hot soup. Merlin's stomach still cramps. But Gaius insists that he eats something. Reluctantly he eats a spoonful after another. He is still very tired. Under his eyes are deep dark circles. With difficulty he suppresses a yawn. His mentor sits opposite to him. "Merlin, you still need to eat a little. You need strength." Merlin shakes his head. "Thank you Gaius. But I can't really eat more. I need to speak with Athur. I have to talk about this latest human sacrifice and its tremendous impact on my magic." He puts his spoon aside. "Do you know, if he's back already?" Gaius shakes his head. "No, I don't know. But you're not fit again. You still need to rest. You should look at you. You need to rest." Forced Merlin smiles at him. "You are always much too worried about me." Just as Merlin wants to add something, the door opens and Sir Galahad enters. Merlin looks up at him. "Sir Galahad, has Arthur sent you? I'm almost on the way to him." The knight shakes his head. "Merlin, Arthur .. he was .. kidnapped .." Merlin jumps up. "He was what?" The young knight repeats his words sheepishly. "We were attacked. We were unable to react. Before I ever knew what is going on, I was already fainted .. " Beside himself Merlin runs towards him. "You have lost him? How could that happen?" Automatically the knight makes a step backwards. "We couldn't do anything. We were completely surprised. Something has switched off us and when we awoke again, Arthur was gone." Merlin shouts at him. "He was gone? Where to?" The knight shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know. I don't know what happened. We have searched everything. We couldn't find him anywhere. Not even a trace of him. It was as if he has been vanished into thin air." Merlin reels. He still hasn't made full recovery. Sir Galahad looks at him questioningly. "Merlin? Are you okay?" The young wizard must briefly hold on Sir Galahad in order not to fall. "It's nothing. I'm just a little shaky." He looks at the knight. "Does Gwen it already know?" Sir Galahad nods. "Sir Leon confesses it to her at that moment." Merlin nods. "We must go to her. Meanwhile you must tell me exactly what happened. Each and every tiny detail." Just as he and the knight want to leave the room, Gaius interferes. "I'm coming with you." The two men turn around. Gaius! Both have completely forgotten him. Instinctively both men smile despite of the bad news. Together all three leave the room in the direction of the council chamber. As they pass through the courtyard, Sir Percival is still waiting there. When he sees the three friends, he joins them without saying a word. Their target is clear.

uhmmm...... war is about to start.

In The Land Of Myth And The Time Of Magic, The Destiny Of A Great Kingdom Rest On The Shoulder Of A Young Boy/Man……… His Name *****MERLIN**** / *****EMRIS****!

hehehehehe, sohmkid, khola, tenniebenson, mray nd others to mention a few, go and look for Arthur you guys must bring him to me b4 2mao if modred should harm him ehn!! I go throway una load comot for coolval

No do dat kind tin@somhkid

Hehehe mordred......... I nor won hear say fly fly pass Arthur body ooooooo i think u dey hear me??????

hmmmm am reqly short of word wil merlin find author on tym? b4 sumtin bad apen

See me see trouble o, I say make una find person, una dy here dy post comment, e be like say una wan chop slap abi *breaks bottle*

Is dis the real merlin film

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In the council chamber Gwen and Sir Leon are facing each other, when the door opens with momentum and Merlin bursts into the room. Sir Galahad, Sir Percival and Gaius follow him with some distance. Gwen looks up and runs towards Merlin. Sobbing, she falls into his arms. The young wizard holds her tight. Angrily he looks at Sir Leon and the other knights. He bites his tongue. After a moment, Gwen has pulled together again. She looks in the face of her husband's servant. "Merlin? Merlin, you bring him back to me, right?" Merlin nods. "Gwen .. " The Queen looks into his eyes. "Merlin, you have to bring him back home. You have to find him." Merlin nods again. "Gwen, I promise, I won't give up looking for him until I found him. " Gwen smiles. "Thank you, Merlin." Then she turns back to Sir Leon, who looks at her with astonished eyes. Slowly she goes past him and sits back on her chair. Determination is in her view. The knights, Merlin and Gaius come closer to the table. Gaius is the one who now turns to her. "My Lady, do you know exactly what happened?" Gwen shakes her head. "All I know is what I was told by Sir Leon. And that's not very much." Gaius looks at Merlin. "First we need to find out what happened." Merlin nods. "I want .. " He pauses for a moment, as the knights look at him. "I need to know every detail you can remember. "I want you to counsel. I want you to remind you of the incident." Sir Leon looks at the young wizard uncomprehendingly. Gwen nods at Merlin. "You have heard him. Please do what he says." First Sir Leon starts to tell. "I have hardly noticed anything. I remember there was a man lying on the street and Arthur jumped off his horse to investigate. The rest of us have drawn our swords, ready to intervene in an emergency. And then I also already flew off my horse. Then I remember again when I woke up lying on the road. And Arthur was gone." Sir Percival nods. "There is nothing more to say." Gwen looks at the two men. "And the man lying on the street? What about him?" Now Sir Galahad adds. "He is dead. He's out there, we have taken his body with us. It will interest you to hear that it was the messenger who was on his way to King Lot. I guess he has not reached his target." Merlin looks up at Gaius and Gwen immediately. He shakes his head. "What about footprints or hoof prints? Were there any traces on the street? Sir Leon shakes his head. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. We have searched everything." Merlin sighs. "That's not much indeed." He looks at his mentor. "That does not help us further." He nods at him and turns to leave the room. Sir Galahad calls after him. "Where are you going?" "I have a guess about what happened. And I have a guess about where we will find Arthur. But I need to know it exactly. I ask someone who hopefully knows more." Immediately Sir Galahad is next to Merlin. "Then let me go with you." Merlin shakes his head. "You can't. I promise, I hurry. I'm back as soon as possible." He turns back to Gwen. "We'll find him." He bows slightly and runs out of the room. A concerned physician, a desperate queen and three puzzled knights remain. Now all look at Gaius. He sighs and shakes his head. "I can't tell you more about it. But we should focus on the task that is before us. Trust him. He knows what he's doing." Sir Leon shakes his head. "Who's he going to ask? Who does he know, who knows such a thing?" Even Sir Percival interferes now. "This is something I would also like to know." Gwen stands up. "Gentlemen, does it matter? As long as we find out where Arthur is. We should start to think about what we will do when we know where he is." She looks in the round. Meanwhile, Merlin has been running out of the castle. He has passed the courtyard and the lower town in the direction of a large open field below the castle. Just in the moment as he wants to call Aithusa, he already hears her above him.

Even before the dragon has landed properly, Merlin starts questioning Aithusa. "Where is he? Where is Arthur?" Aithusa lowers his head. "I think you know it already. Mordred has kidnapped him and is with him on his way to the Grange Stone Circle. He knows that when he first crossed the border, the army can't follow him without risking a military incident with King Lot." Merlin runs excitedly back and forth. "How far is he? Do we get him before he crosses the border?" Aithusa shakes his head. His lead is too big." Merlin pauses and looks at her. She reminds him insistently. "Merlin, not where is the problem, but what. He has kidnapped Arthur for a special purpose." Merlin looks at her desperately. "What does Mordred want from Arthur? What's he up to?" Aithusa whispers. "He will sacrifice him. You felt today's sacrifice. Tomorrow's sacrifice will be Arthur. He is the ultimate sacrifice and he will be the first." Merlin shakes his head uncomprehendingly. "Merlin, Arthur is the third of three human sacrifices. These sacrifices distort the magic. You already felt it. The second human sacrifice had a huge impact on you. In the process Mordred is getting more and more stronger. If he sacrifices Arthur and unites a lot of the magic in himself, then there will be a war. A war in which there will be only one survivor. Namely him. The non- magicians will attack the magicians, because they have killed Arthur. But there are families, women with children. They will defend themselves. They will fight the attacker. There will be a cruel massacre with countless deaths on both sides." Merlin is shocked. "But why? What is this all about? And why does he take the trouble to kidnap Arthur for that?" "Mordred wants Camelot's destruction. Camelot will never recover from this war. No one can govern a kingdom built on dead women and children. And Arthur? Arthur has the strongest soul among men. Mordred knows what immense power is in his soul. To release it, he must sacrifice him. And if he does, the magic distortion will tear your soul apart." Merlin swallows. Horror is in his eyes. Aithusa stops. "Merlin, what Mordred has planned is madness. By sacrificing Arthur, he will cause hundreds, maybe thousands of deaths. And you will go down together with Arthur. Should this occur, that he sacrifices Arthur and that the three souls unite and Mordred picks them up in himself, you will die. The magic will tear your soul. Camelot's destruction will be final. No one will ever be able to stop him. He will be the most powerful wizard of the world. He will unite the magic." Merlin reels. "I don't understand that. If he can absorb the magic in himself, why no one has done before him?" "This answer is easy to give. Those who have tried it, their soul was torn by the power of distortion at least after the second sacrifice. The one who takes the magic feels the same as you. But Mordred is already dead. His soul can't take any more damage." Merlin is still puzzled. "Why do I feel it so immensely? Do the other wizards feel it like me?" Aithusa nods. "They feel it as well. But you're a creature of magic. You were born of magic. That is why it affects you so much. Merlin, you have to stop it. Let us go, we immediately fly off." Merlin shakes his head. "You are also a creature of magic. What about you?" Aithusa is silent. Then she adds. "I'm a dragon. Magic can't harm me. I'll feel it. But no more." Merlin winces. "We must stop Mordred. And we will. But first I have to inform my friends. In case that I die, they need to know about it." He looks up at Aithusa. "Wait for me here." Then he turns around and runs back to the castle.

Hehehe......Gobe fe sele(trouble want to start)....

Hmmmmmm legs crossed,hands folded

Nice abeg go and fight that gost pls

Ghost mode lawa bayiii

I don dy fly with my own dragon too for here o

As Merlin enters the council chamber again, all eyes are focused expectantly on him. Gwen stands behind the table. The men, Gaius, Sir Leon, Sir Percival and Sir Galahad stand in a circle around the table. Merlin steps in front of the table and looks at first at Gaius, then at Gwen. Gwen looks into his eyes. "Where is he Merlin?" Merlin sighs. "He is on the way into Lot's Kingdom. Mordred has kidnapped him. He's alive. Yet. He will be sacrificed tomorrow." Everyone holds his breath. Sir Leon is the first who pulls himself together. "Can you repeat that?" Merlin whispers. "He shall be sacrificed in the Grange Stone Circle." There will be a great feast to honor a special constellation of planets." Gwen runs around the table. "Are you sure?" Merlin nods. The Queen breathes through. "Then we will immediately put the army on alert. We will free our king." Now it is Gaius who intervenes. "Gwen, that's not so easy. The stone circle is located in Lot's Kingdom. We can not just march into it." And Sir Leon adds. "Now we know why the messenger was trapped." Gwen nods. "I understand. We will immediately send a new messenger." She looks at Sir Galahad. "You'll go. Get ready. I want to make sure that the messenger reaches King Lot this time. " Just as the knight are is almost on his way, Merlin adds. "There's more. The people who attend the festival. They are families, women with children. And there are hundreds, maybe thousands. If you attack there, innocent people will die." Sir Leon looks pissed at Merlin. "Innocent? They have kidnapped Arthur and want to sacrifice him! Why is that innocent?" Merlin shakes his head. "They know nothing of all this. Mordred uses them as a shield. He is hiding behind them. You can't just come up there and slaughter everything." He pauses. "And besides that, you will not succeed. Not without huge losses." He looks at Gaius. "The people there, they all have magic." A silence follows the words of Merlin. Sir Leon is shocked. "Then we can't defeat them with our army. We need help." Gwen nods. "Sir Percival? Get ready. This will be your part. I want you to go to Queen Annis and Sir Gwaine. Teach them about the news. And ask them for help in my name." The knight nods. "And you, Sir Leon make our army ready to march. We will save our king." Gwen looks at the knights one last time. "We'll all meet at the border of King Lot's Kingdom. Hurry up." The knights bow and leave the room. The Queen, Gaius and Merlin remain behind. Merlin looks at Gwen. "Gwen, you can not seriously consider to slaughter everything there." Gaius also talks to her. "My Lady, Merlin is right. If there are in fact women and children the whole thing could end in disaster." Gwen sighs. "What do you suggest instead? Should I watch Arthur dying?" Merlin shakes his head. "I'm going. I will bring him back. Either I come back with him by my side or not at all." Gaius looks at him. "It's the ritual of the three souls. Isn't it? That is why it exhausts you always so much when another human sacrifice follows." Merlin nods. "Merlin, you have to prevent that. If it's true what they say Mordred will be invincible. He will unite the magical powers. What he will be able to do is .. unimaginable .. " Gwen is horrified. "Is that true?" Merlin nods again. "But you always will be stronger than him? Won't you? You'll continue to protect Camelot?" Merlin shakes his head. He takes a deep breath. "If Mordred succeeds to perform the ritual, I won't survive it. It will tear my soul into pieces." Gwen and Gaius hold their breath. Gwen takes Merlin in her arms. "Does it mean when I lose Arthur, I also lose you?" Merlin nods. "But you won't lose Arthur. I will bring him back to you. But I need time. Wait with the attack on the feast. Give me a chance to resolve the whole thing peacefully. I'm sure if I tell the people there what Mordred plans, they will turn away from him. They are magicians. They are like me. Only people. They are not evil or even monsters. They want this war just as little as you." Gwen sighs. "Merlin, I can't give you much time. The King's life comes first." Merlin nods. "I understand you. Think about it exactly. If you want to have a chance to rule the kingdom then it just goes without this battle. This war against women and children won't save Arthur." He pauses briefly. "Instead, you'll need all Knights of Camelot to defend the kingdom against Mordred. When you attack, you reach exactly the opposite. The only one who wins is Mordred. How do you want to rule Camelot built of bodies of women and children? Moreover, without knights? That's exactly what Mordred wants. He wants you to attack. Because that will be the end of Camelot." He looks at his mentor once more. "I have to go now. I. .." Gaius nods. Then he takes him one last time in his arms and holds him close. He smiles at him hopefully. "I know. Come back safely." Gwen also nods at him one last time. Merlin smiles at them and leaves the room.

When Merlin leaves the castle and runs down the great stairs into the courtyard, he walks straight into Sir Galahad and Sir Percival's arms. Both stand next to their horses and prepare for their departure. Merlin hardly notices his two friends. Only when Sir Galahad grabs him by the sleeve and holds him, the young wizard stops. Stunned he looks up at the young knight. He looks around briefly. No one is watching. Then he looks into his eyes. "Merlin, take care of yourself. And Merlin? Bring back our king." Merlin just nods. "Merlin, come on. I know that you're going to look for him." Merlin smiles. "Sorry. It still feels strange that someone knows who I am." Sir Galahad nods. "Come back safely." He hugs him. "Run Merlin. If one can save him, it's you." Just as he turns around to start running, Sir Percival stands before him. "What about me? I don't get a hug?" Merlin looks up at the big knight. Before he can say anything, he already takes him in his arms. Merlin is temporarily breathless. The man has strength and squeezes him together properly. He whispers. "Please Sir Percival .." The knight lets him go and grins. "I'll see you at the border of Lot's Kingdom." Merlin nods. Then the two knights jump on their horses and leave the courtyard. Merlin takes a deep breath. Then he puts one foot after the other. Almost automatically he gets faster and faster. Finally, he runs through the courtyard towards the lower town. As he turns briefly, he already sees the royal soldiers who gather in the courtyard. Sir Leon is on the stairs and commands them in one direction or another. So it begins again, the war begins again. The Queen is in her council chamber and looks out the window. Gaius is by her side. Intently she watches the parade of troops. "Will he make it Gaius?" The old physician nods. "He will find and save him." Gwen looks at the old man standing beside her. And old he is indeed. There are deep wrinkles around his eyes. His mouth shows no emotion, only in the sad lighting of his eyes, the Queen can guess hope. Encouragingly, she smiles at him. "You're right. He will do it. We must believe in him." Boom! Mordred has pushed Arthur from his horse. As Arthur's hands are tied behind his back, he can't prop up himself. Ungently the king lands with his face in the dirt. With difficulty he turns around. When he looks up, he looks into Mordred's nasty face. The wizard is still sitting in the saddle of his horse and looks down disgusted at the man lying on the ground. "The great king. Now he is in the dirt." He grins, then he leaves Arthur lie in place and rides back to Alvarr. "We're almost there. The rest of the way he can run." Alvarr nods. "Take a rope and tie him to my horse. Everyone in the camp shall see who we have captured here. Everyone shall see how helpless the mighty king is now." Alvarr nods again. He jumps off his horse and fetches a rope out of his saddle bag. Then he opens Arthur's shackles on the back and ties his hands together in front of his belly with the long rope. The other end he fixes to Mordred's saddle. As Mordred goes on, he pulls the King himself. Arthur has difficulty to keep the pace that Mordred has taken. Again and again he stumbles and falls to the ground. The stony ground tears his clothes and tears his skin on knees and elbows. His face is dirty. Sweat runs down his forehead. Blood trickles from his nose down. Mordred grimly continues its way to the Grange Stone Circle at Lough Gur. Without mercy he pulls the king behind him. They have already crossed the border to Lot's Kingdom. From here it takes about 2 hours until they reach the river and the camp.

uhmmm....ah deh look.

I dy watch

Oh merlin nd d dragon, pls save Authur

Merlin will save him!

Hmmmm Js hope for a better ending o

Merlin has now reached the field where Aithusa impatiently is waiting for him. Furious, she hisses at him. "This has taken far too long! Where were you?" Merlin stands in front of her. He is completely out of breath and gasping for air. "Lasted too long? Eventually I can not fly like you!" He puts his arms in his hips. Skeptical he looks up at her. "Are you able to carry me?" Aithusa laughs. "You lightweight? Of course." She bends down to him and allows the young wizard to climb up on her. "Hold on. We're in a hurry! We have wasted enough time!" And even before Merlin can clasp the neck properly, she already opens her wings and takes off with momentum off the ground. He just caught her neck with one hand, then he feels the wind in his hair. "How far is it? How long will it take?" "As long as it takes, as fast as my wings will carry us." Merlin gives up. To speak with a disgruntled dragon is pointless. The two knights Sir Galahad and Sir Percival reach a crossroads. Was the last way still together in front of them, he now divides. They exchange a last look, then they leave in opposite directions. Just at that moment darkens the sky for a moment. Then it's already over. Unnoticed by both Aithusa and Merlin have already overtaken the knights. What seemed to be a quick cloud, was in reality a dragon and his dragonlord. Mordred and Arthur Alvarr have left the main road. The road gets smaller here. It leads into the heart of a forest. As the thicket thins slightly, Arthur is astonished. In the heart of the forest, not visible from the main road, is a great camp. Tents are built up here, grazing horses and there are waggons on the edge of the small road. Between all that small fires burn. Women and men sitting around it. Children romp through the forest. Mordred rides slowly through the camp. Slowly but surely he pulls the King of Camelot with him. They come from all directions. Together they form an alley. Arthur is surprised. This should be the people who are responsible for the human sacrifice? That shall be wizards? These are just normal people. Families with children and elderly. Terrified they wince when he looks in their direction. They fear him. Although he is tied on a horse, they fear him. Arthur turns away and focuses on Mordred in front of him. The path seems to have no end. More and more people appear. More and more people look at him scornfully and yet anxious. Worried mothers take their children into their arms. The men look at each other in horror. Then it is done. In front of a large tent Mordred stops and jumps off his horse. Arthur is completely out of breath. Sweat runs in streams down his back and chest. Exhaustion has overtaken him. He falls down on his knees. Mordred is in front of him and puts the rope of his horse and from the shackles of the king. Then he gets behind Arthur and knocks him down. "Look at him. This is the great King of Camelot. This is the man that you all fear." Curious all people come and close the circle around the man, who is on all fours on the ground. Then Mordred kicks Arthur, so he comes to lie in front of a large post which is placed in front of the tent. There are a few iron handcuffs on the post, that Mordred now closes around the wrists of the King. As his eyes change color, they have become so tightly wrapped around his wrists, that a strip off or even movement is impossible. Exhausted, the King fights into the seat and leans on the post. "Don't worry, he won't harm you. He's just a simple man. Without his knights and his sword, he is helpless." He then pulls the he Sword of the King out of the bracket on his horse. "And here is his famous sword. The King's Sword." And like a prized trophy he holds it up into the sun. He swings it around and wields it over Arthur's head. All hold their breath. Mordred grins. Then he takes the sword and disappears closely followed by Alvarr in the tent. He leaves the King tied like an animal and sitting under the prying eyes of the others. Arthur closes his eyes. For a moment he is determined to call Merlin. But then he remembers his words. "Do not let him know that you can do that." Merlin is right. And anyway, he's probably already on the way here. When he opens his eyes, he looks into the eyes of a little girl. She has two long blond pigtails and smiles at him confidently and without fear. "My mother said you're a bad man. She said, you are responsible for many deaths." She studies him. "But you don't look like a bad man." Then she sits down beside him and hands him a cup of water. As he looks up, he notes that he is now surrounded by many children. All push themselves close around him. With wide eyes they look at him. They are astonished and attentive. He takes a sip. That's all he is able to do. He tries to say something but his voice failed. Ashamed, he lowers his gaze. To endure the looks of the children, to look into the eyes of these innocents, is worse than any battle he has fought. Then Mordred comes out of the tent and shoos the children away. The people went back to their tents. Among hundreds he remains alone. Again he closes his eyes. He has never thought about it. For him, wizards were always evil adults. Up to the time as Merlin has revealed his magic. But he has never thought about families, women and children. The only sorceresses, he knew, have tried to kill him. He quietly talks to himself. "Merlin was right. I don't know these people and yet I've doomed." He shakes his head. "Children, I also led this fight against sorcery against children .. " Tears are runing down to the usually so self-assured King's cheeks. Tears of shame.

Gwen takes a deep breath before she leaves the castle and appears before the soldiers of Camelot. She looks through the courtyard. The whole courtyard is full of knights and soldiers, full of men who look at her expectantly. Sir Leon comes up the stairs and stands beside her. "My Lady, we are ready to leave." The Queen nods. Then she raises her voice. "Men of Camelot, I have summoned you here. The King has been kidnapped." A murmur goes through the crowd. "I know this are terrible news. But luckily I know who has kidnapped our King and where we can find him. He's alive. And to keep it that way, we will leave this hour. Together, we will save our King. Sir Leon will lead the army as a military leader. But I'll go with you. I swear we won't go home without our King." She pauses. Sir Leon by her side nods confidently. "At this moment, also messengers are on their way to ask our allies for help. We will await them at the border of King Lot's Kingdom." She looks again over the masses. Then she nods at Sir Leon and walks with him through the rows. She looks encouragingly at every soldier, at every knight. The men are partly very young. Their eyes look anxiously. Anxious they hold a weapon. Anxiously they look into the future. No wonder. Many knights and soldiers lost their lives at Camlann. And now they are already on the way into the battle again. Gwen sighs. And if Merlin is right, this could be their last battle. Merlin sits on Aithusa and holds her neck as tight as possible. Her flying style is much more daring than that of Kilgarrah, but also faster. The wind blows through his hair and into his face. Below him is the road that leads into Lot's Kingdom. A couple of lonely riders are on the way. But they don't care what is above them. The road now leads into a dark forest that covers the white mountains. The border. They have almost reached King Lot's Kingdom. Sir Percival and Sir Galahad ride along each on their chosen path. Without looking back or take a break, they gallop forward. They only stop to exchange the horses. Both want to reach their destination by nightfall. While Sir Percival looks forward to his reunion with Sir Gwaine and Queen Annis. Sir Galahad is strained. He doesn't know King Lot. All he knows is that he is a friend of Arthur and Merlin and and that he has made peace with Camelot. But this is still valid? Determined, he spurs his horse to maximum performance. He will fulfill his task. He will convince King Lot to grant Queen Gwen and her army inlet into the Kingdom. They will free King Arthur.

sohmkid, if I catch you ehn, abeg come continue na *crying*

Haaaah.....Tough battle.....many would die...many would be wounded.... ah just hope all those little children(do they have magic too?) won't die innocently.

Hian**nxt pls i can wait oo

Does d children hv magic too?

Hmmmm

@Somkhid.....kudos, doff mai fila

The Grange Stone Circle. A large circle of stones on a glade in the heart of a forest surrounded by a horseshoe-shaped dark lake. In the middle of the stone circle is the big sacrificial stone. Around it, hundreds of people have come together. It dawns already. Nevertheless, the men, women and children aren't tired. On the contrary, today's events have heated the minds. Excited, they discuss the news of the day. He is in the camp. The King of Camelot, Arthur Pendragon is a prisoner in the camp. Mordred has dared to kidnap the King and bring him here. Opinions are split. The discussions are lively and heated. Suddenly, they fall silent. Mordred enters the circle. Alvarr follows him, dragging the King of Camelot behind him. Mordred jumps on the sacrificial stone. Immediately the people around him hold their breath. How can he dare it? How can he dare it to profane the sacred stone? But Mordred just grins. With a determined look and with a proud chest, he stands on the stone. Like a king he looks in the round. "Friends, wizards, I have to tell you something." He pauses to raise the tension. "Tomorrow, when the sun, the moon and the earth are in the right constellation, tomorrow night we will win. Tomorrow, I will be more powerful than any man ever before. Tomorrow night I will perform the ritual of the tree souls." A murmur goes through the crowd. "I have already sacrificed two souls to the Goddess. And with the greatest of all souls, the soul of Arthur Pendragon, I'll finish the ritual and unite the magic in me." He pauses again and looks into the faces of the people. "Then, friends, no one ever can harm us again. You will be free. No one will ever again dare to raise a hand against a sorcerer. I will free us. I will lead us. I will destroy all who stand in our way." Again murmur goes through the masses. Mordred nods at Alvarr. He pushes Arthur with a strong movement to the floor. "Look at him. Never again he will execute one of us. Never again he will kill a magician. No, instead he will help us to make the magic immortal." He raises his arms in the air. Immediately lightnings flash through the air. Arthur lies before the sacrificial stone in the dirt. He can hardly believe what he hears. Mordred wants to sacrifice him. He looks up at him. With all his strength he raises his voice. "You will never succeed. You want to free all the people? You will lead them to their deaths! My Queen and my army will be already on the way here. They will kill everything that is in their way to save me. You want to be a liberator? You will kill hundreds of people!" Mordred looks scornfully at him. Then he nods at Alvarr. The sorcerer makes a step closer to Arthur and beats up the defenseless King. Two blows, three blows. Another blow hits him right in his face. Then it gets dark around the king and he falls unconscious on the floor. Blood runs from a laceration above his right eyebrow and seeps into the ground. Mordred laughs out loud and vicious. "You won't threaten us. Let her come your beloved Queen! We will cope with it. When the ritual is complete, no one can stop me. No one can stop us. And your friend Emrys will only be a toy for me. " After a brief scare people break into cheers. They cheer to their new leader. "Long live Mordred! Mordred the liberator! " Mordred jumps off the stone. He smiles as he walks through the masses. The people surround him want to touch him. He is their liberator, their savior. At the very end of the masses, the mood is not so boisterous. Some of the druids look worried. They even look very worried. They have heard Arthur's words exactly. Alvarr looks confidently over at Mordred. Yes, he will make it. The era of Pendragon is counted. Disgusted, he turns to Arthur. Blood still flows from his wound. He pulls him up and places him on the sacrificial stone. Calm and composed he closes every single shackle around his arms and feet. He smiles. The mighty King will spend his final night under the open sky facing the moon and the stars. And tomorrow the sun will burn his body and rob his strength. Only then he will push the ceremony dagger into his chest exactly at the right moment. Only then will his soul leave his body in order to unite with the other two souls. Only then the souls will enter Mordred's body. Only then, he will be free. Only then he will never have to hide again. Only then the magic will return in all kingdoms.

The forest is dark. Nevertheless, Merlin sees the tents shine through the trees. And there are many. Again, he and Aithusa fly a round high above the camp. He wants to get an accurate picture. They stand close together. Merlin is shocked. He knew that there would be many. But so many? From all kingdoms, people have traveled here. He shakes his head. Should it really be the case that the army attacks, it will be a great slaughter. They will make the people responsible for what Mordred has done. And the people here? They will defend themselves and fight for their lives. Both sides will suffer huge losses. One last time Aithusa flies a loop over the camp. As it dawns, Merlin can't see much anyway. But there is a glade. It glows in the dark forest. As Merlin flies over it, his heart nearly stops. Arthur! He lies in the middle of the stone circle on the sacrificial stone and doesn't move. Is he already dead? For a moment, the desperation in Merlin rises up. But no, he would have felt it. He would have felt it if they had already sacrificed Arthur. Moreover the constellation is not until tomorrow night. He breathes through. He is determined. He will save him. He will save his King and stop this war! The stone circle is illuminated with torches. Around the sacrificial stone are a lot of guards. He sighs. That would have been too easy. No, he can't just land here and take the King with him. He has no chance against this number of magical guards. He will have to think about something else. Aithusa has already changed direction and flies to the edge of the forest. When she arrives there, Merlin slides down. He looks at her. "Thank you Aithusa." The dragon nods. "Be careful. And bring him back to me." Merlin smiles. "I will." Just when he turns to the forest, Aithusa adds: "Merlin, there's something else. Arthur, he is the Once and Future King. His soul is immortal. In the circle of life he has always raised again when Albion needed him most. Should Mordred end the ritual and and absorb his soul, the cycle will be disrupted. The Once and Future King will never return again. He will never rise again. His death will be final. His soul will be lost for all time. You have to prevent that. Save him, save his soul." Merlin nods, then he disappears in the forest. Aithusa takes off the ground and flies away. Merlin runs through the forest. He feels the exhaustion of the day. After all, the second human sacrifice in the morning took away all his strength. Besides that, an enormous pressure weighs heavily on him. Merlin leans against a tree. He needs a break. He breathes heavily. Again and again Aithusa's words appear in his mind. "His death will be final. His soul will be lost for all time." A tear runs down his face. He mustn't give up now. He pulls himself together and runs. He never beared a greater burden. He never has felt the weight resting on his shoulders, more than now. Heavy like a rock, the burden pushes him to the ground. He stumbles and falls to his knees. Another tear runs down his face. The exhaustion of the day and the hopelessness are overwhelming. Although he defends himself with all his strength, he finally falls to the ground. Powerless he lies on the ground in the woods. Although he doesn't want it, he closes his eyes. His last thoughts are with his friend, his king. "Arthur!" Exhausted, he falls asleep .

this suspense is too much na

Thumbs up admin!

Hope merlin wil save him alone oo.bcos i ws thinking like the will save him together with aithusa OOooo

abeg wake him up oo.which kind sleep be that? *pour water for him face*

pls next I cnt wait too read d next episode. kudos

Gv us d nxt ASAP pls. Dnt kill us wit suspense

pls update

@somkid € b like say u want authur to die before merlin go reach there lolz. abeg update nw

OOOh MY BOY MENLIN

CONFIRM

As Arthur wakes up, it is already in the middle of night. His head hurts him with hundreds of pinpricks. He can hardly open his eyes. Suddenly he feels something cold on his forehead. Carefully he opens his eyes. That means as far as it is possible. His right eye is swollen. He looks into the face of a man, of a druid. He is young, has dark hair and dark eyes. He is almost a boy. The druid just carefully cleans the laceration over Arthur's swollen eye. "What are you doing?"The druid continues working without batting an eye. "I clean your wound, Arthur Pendragon. Afterwards I will sew it." Arthur is surprised. "Why are you doing this?" The druid is already taking needle and silk. "Because you're hurt." The druid isn't very communicative. The King looks around. Around him, illuminated by torches in a circle of stones, there are several guards. They look at him and the druid disapprovingly. "Your friends don't seem to be thrilled that you help me." The druid shrugs. "I don't care. And now keep quiet!" Then he begins to sew the laceration. Arthur closes his eyes. His wound and his head throb. "Done! You can now open your eyes again." Arthur opens his eyes in disbelief. The druid cleans his hands. Then he fills a cup with water and drip a few drops into it out of a small bottle. He steps back to Arthur's head and lifts it carefully. "Drink this. You must be thirsty." Arthur is uncertain. "What is it?" Now the druid smiles. "Don't you trust me?" Arthur looks into his eyes. "No!" The druid smiles even more now. "It is water .. and something for the pain. It will help you to sleep and make the pain more bearable." Arthur is still skeptical. "I still don't understand why you do that." The druid holds the cup to his mouth and the king drinks a couple of sips. He is indeed thirsty. He hasn't realized how thirsty he is. Hastily he empties the cup. The druid smiles again. "Well, many here think that I shouldn't do it. They think because you will be sacrificed tomorrow, you don't need help. They think I should leave you here. They think I should wait and watch the sun robbing you of your power entirely. So that Mordred can take your soul without trouble." He stops and looks around. "But the opinions of others have never interested me." He smiles at the King again. "You need to sleep and get rest. Tomorrow will be tough. You'll be here all day. And I don't know whether they allow me to bring you some more water." He fills the cup again and holds it to his mouth. Arthur also empties the second cup. Then he lets gently glide back Arthur's head onto the stone. "I wish I could help you more. But I can't. Whatever I'll say, they won't listen to me. And my magic powers are far too small to effect something that could bring people to reason. " He smiles. "No, only Emrys is able to wake up the people from their delusions. Only he can stop Mordred." Now Arthur is definitively puzzled. "Emrys? You know Emrys?" The druid shakes his head. "Not in person. But I know that he protects you and that he is already on the way here." Arthur nods. The druid takes a step away from him. The King can hardly keep his eyes open. "I have a last question. Are there more of you? Are there more of you believing in Emrys?" The druid turns back to him. "Many. But we don't only believe in your wizard. We also believe in you. We know that you have already changed the laws. We know that you want to abolish the law about the prohibition of magic. You are a good king. You have brought peace to the kingdom. Now you have to take the final step. With Emrys by your side, you'll manage. But for that you need your strength. Sleep Arthur Pendragon. Sleep." With his last strength the King adds: "I don't even know your name." "My name is Pelleas." As the King of Camelot closes his eyes, he falls into a deep and restful sleep.

It's deep night as Sir Galahad arrives at the castle of King Lot. When he jumps off his horse, he is barely able to stand. His legs tremble because of the long ride. He must hold onto the servant in front of him. Then he takes a deep breath and runs into the castle. Almost at the same time Sir Percival arrived at the castle of Queen Annis. He has just jumped off his horse and has handed the reins to one of the servants, as Sir Gwaine appears. He only wears pants. His hair is wild and hangs him partially in his face. He has already slept, but one of the servants woke him immediately upon the arrival of Sir Percival. As the two men face, they look at each other briefly before they fall into their arms. Together, they run into the castle. Slightly scared Sir Galahad enters the throne room of King Lot. And when the servant closes the door behind him, he stands alone in the big room. He waits. Then finally, after perceived eternity, another door opens. A man enters the room and sprawls on his throne. Immediately Sir Galahad runs up to him and bows. "Sir Galahad, Knight of Camelot. What an unexpected visit." Galahad looks at the king. His hair is long and dark. He is unshaved and yawns. Obviously the King has already slept. "Your Highness. I come on behalf of the Queen of Camelot." Now the King sits up. "Tell me what message you have for me." The young knight swallows, then he starts talking. "This nasty .. Mordred, the little rat!" Sir Gwaine has jumped up. Excited, he is now running up and down in the guest chambers. His friend Sir Percival sits at a table and has just told him what happened today. He grabs the cup in front of him and drinks. "I will immediately inform Annis. I will also induce that my horsemen get ready. Of course we will help Arthur. If we leave at dawn, we will reach the border of Lot's Kingdom at noon." Sir Percival nods and puts his cup back on the table. He sighs at the idea to spend another day in the saddle. Instinctively he strokes over his butt. Sir Gwaine is now directly in front of him. "Go to sleep." Now Sir Gwaine grins. "Rest your butt, you will need it." Also Sir Percival grins. "See you in the morning. Nice to ride with you side by side." Sir Gwaine nods. Then he leaves Sir Percival's room, to inform the Queen. At dawn, two knights walk out of the castle of Queen Annis. Side by side they go to their horses. With them there are 50 more knights and a physician with their horses. Sir Gwaine looks around. They aren't many. The majority of the army is on its way to fight Saxons. This is only his personal guard. They are all fast riders. And fast they'll have to be. Only the physician worries him. "Lord Ryan?" The physician looks at his horse and to his medicine bag. "Ready." Sir Gwaine sighs. "And you are certain that you want to come with us?" Lord Ryan jumps on his horse. "Absolutely." Sir Gwaine still isn't thrilled. He looks again to the entrance of the castle. Queen Annis stands there and watches them. "Gwaine? "Gwaine please be careful. I would find it terrible to have to lead the army in the future myself." The knight nods. "Don't worry. We quickly free Arthur, then we will be back." He turns to Sir Percival and nods at him. Both jump on their horses. This are proud and strong horses. Restless, they prance in the courtyard. On a signal of Sir Gwaine's hand, he and his men ride off. Also in the courtyard of the castle of King Lot is intense activity. King Lot is facing his men. He has assembled an army of 1,000 men, partly on horseback, partly as foot soldiers. Beside him stands the young Knight of Camelot. Without hesitation King Lot has started to prepare for Arthur's rescue. And of course he will allow Gwen's army to march into his kingdom. King Lot looks over his men. Because the stone circle is not that far away, he will already go there with his men. He will take a look of this camp. Sir Galahad will ride to his Queen and deliver the message, that King Lot awaits her at Lough Gur. The King turns to Sir Galahad. They shake hands. "Ride safely and quickly. I'll waiting for you." The young knight nods and runs to his horse. He jumps on it and leaves the courtyard. Now also the King goes to his horse. Once more, he looks in the round, then he jumps on his horse. At the top he leads his army out of courtyard.

hmmmmm

If this eventualy lead to war...many innocent life like that of Pelleas would be wasted.... I just hope those little children(magicians) doesn't get hurt.....

Is merlin stil sleeping? I hope dis won't lead 2 war

Hmmm am stil waiting 4 the arrival of merlin oooooo wil the pple listen to him?

Let there be no war ooooo

To avoid awaiting modration u just hv 2 log in into ur coolval acc @kemkit

dis part is dedicated to by secret reader ;*** Camelot's army marched through all night. Completely exhausted, the men and their Queen reach the border of Lot's Kingdom. It dawns already. First sun rays bathe the land before them in a gentle light. Hard to believe that this is supposed to be a battlefield. Hard to believe that there will be deaths today. Gwen is exhausted and can hardly stay still in the saddle. Sir Leon, riding beside her, looks at her worried. Then he jumps off his horse and helps her to jump off her horse. "My Lady are you all right?" Gwen nods and tries to smile. "It's all right. I'm just not used to ride that long." She looks around. The men of the army are visibly exhausted. And they can't go on for the moment anyway. The border of King Lot's Kingdom is the first hurdle that must be overcome. Longingly she searches the path in front of her. But there is nothing. No rider no messenger. She sighs. Then she looks back at Sir Leon. "We stop here. Supply the men. Tell them that they need to rest. I don't know when they will have a rest in the next time." Sir Leon nods. "You also should rest. I will inform you as soon as there is something new." Gwen nods thankful. "Thank you." One of the servants has already spread a few blankets on the floor and stretched a sail over it. It isn't comfortable, but they don't go on vacation. As she sits down, infinite fatigue affects her immediately. Only now she notices how tired she really is. She lies down and closes his eyes. Nevertheless she can't fall asleep. Too large are their concerns. Too many thoughts circle through her head. "Will King Lot join them? Will he allow them to march in his kingdom? And what if not? Will she risk a war? Yet another war? If it is necessary, can they fight King Lot's army and the army of the wizards? And what about Arthur? He is still alive, she knows it. But for how long? Will Merlin be able to save him? Or will they have to march in there with the army to save him? What about Mordred? How powerful is he?" Questions, questions that do not allow the Queen to sleep. Then she concentrates. "I have to think of something else." And in her mind she sees Arthur. Her husband, as he kissed her for the first time. Their wedding, their love .. and with a smile on her lips she falls asleep. To be awakened in the next moment by a loud trumpet blast. She jumps up. How long has she slept? As she gets up, the sun is already high in the sky. The soldiers and knights are already ready to leave. "What does that mean?" Sir Leon now comes with two horses. "My Lady, I just wanted to wake you. We move on. The army moves into King Lot's kingdom. King Lot is waiting for us at Lough Gur." Instantly Gwen is awake. "Then we can march in?" Sir Leon nods. "Sir Galahad arrived here about an hour ago and has delivered the message. I have let you sleep as long as I could. But now we must go on. The servants will take care of the rest and follow us later. " Gwen nods. "Thank you for taking care of everything." The knight smiled. "For Camelot, for you and for Arthur." He watches his Queen jump up her horse before he swings into his saddle of his horse. "My Lady? At midday we will arrive in Lough Gur. There we'll meet King Lot. Together we will find a way to free Arthur. We won't abandon him. We will save him." Both look at each other one last time. Then they ride side by side at the top of their army.

As Merlin wakes up, it's already noon. His head hurts. When he sits up, he looks into the face of an old man. He frightens. The old man sits opposite to him at a fire. He has long white hair and a long white beard. A large pot hangs over a fire, in which a deliciously smelling soup is cooking. Merlin's stomach answers immediately. "Sit down beside me. You need to eat something." Merlin shakes his head and looks around. It is about an hour walk to the camp. "I have no time, but thank you." "That was not an offer." And like a command, a bowl of soup flies into his hands. As Merlin looks back to the old man, his eyes just change their color. "Sit down beside me, Emrys. I know what you came for. There is still plenty of time. Now is time to eat and time to listen." Merlin opens his mouth to reply to something, but then he walks to the old man by the fire and sits down.

Hope say that old papa go help him oo

if I catch sohmkid ehn!!!

Oh yes!!! We believe in MAGIC.... We believe in MERLIN

U sure say dat old man nor be mordred

Well done @somkhid, u're really doin a great job here, bt abeg my guy make dis updates longer, please!!!

As Merlin wakes up, it's already noon. His head hurts. When he sits up, he looks into the face of an old man. He frightens. The old man sits opposite to him at a fire. He has long white hair and a long white beard. A large pot hangs over a fire, in which a deliciously smelling soup is cooking. Merlin's stomach answers immediately. "Sit down beside me. You need to eat something." Merlin shakes his head and looks around. It is about an hour walk to the camp. "I have no time, but thank you." "That was not an offer." And like a command, a bowl of soup flies into his hands. As Merlin looks back to the old man, his eyes just change their color. "Sit down beside me, Emrys. I know what you came for. There is still plenty of time. Now is time to eat and time to listen." Merlin opens his mouth to reply to something, but then he walks to the old man by the fire and sits down. While Merlin is eating, the old man starts to talk. "My name is Havgan. I am one of the druids of Albion. And I'm here to warn you. This place is something special. You shouldn't be here. But now it is too late." Puzzled, Merlin looks at him. "Why? What's wrong with me?" The old man smiles. "Emrys. Throughout my life, I read in the stars. My whole life I've been watching you. I have accompanied you." Merlin puts his plate on the floor. "You have accompanied me? But I don't know you." "No? Well, did you never asked yourself who taught you to read and write? You grew up in a small village. That's unusual, isn't it?" Merlin shakes his head. "My mother taught me that." The old man smiles. "Really? Rather, I think you can't remember it. I always knew how to cover my tracks." Merlin looks at him thoughtfully. "Indeed, I don't remember you." Havgan extends his hand. "Merlin, I've lived in your village. I've been watching you for many years. Until you went to Camelot to face your destiny. And now we meet again." He sadly shakes his head. "I tried to prevent it. Surely you have wondered why you've never heard of this place or why it doesn't attract you, like all the other magicians?" Merlin nods. "The answer is simple. I put a spell on you. All these years I tried to keep you away from here. Unfortunately in vain." The old druid pauses before he adds. "Merlin, this place is dangerous for Arthur as well as for you." Merlin finds it strange. "But why? What is so dangerous here? "The old man sighs." This sacrificial stone in the center of the stone circle is cursed. Mordred knows that if he sacrifices Arthur here, then a big part of the magic passes to him. So far no one has been able to perform the ritual totally. But was it started, it can hardly be stopped. The sacrificial stone lives a life of its own. If you try to stop the ritual, the stone will try everything to stop you." Merlin shakes his head. "What?" Havgan continues. "In the moment you enter the stone circle, you're in range of the stone. It will try to seduce you. It will show you pictures. It will use magic. Your own magic. Mordred has chosen Arthur as the third victim by placing him on the sacrificial stone. If it is necessary, the stone will kill Arthur with your magic. Merlin, the sacrificial stone has access to everything in its catchment area." Merlin is shocked. "But why?" The old man breathes through. "A part of the power of the souls will be redirected directly to the Goddess of the Old Religion. Mordred will receive a lot of magic. But the Goddess will claim her part. The stone is in her service. And the Goddess will fight for Arthur's soul." Merlin nods. "She will lose this fight." "Merlin, don't underrate this! The Old Religion is very powerful in this place. It can make you to do things that you don't want. I had my reasons to keep you away from here. Merlin, Mordred must not win! You must not enter the stone circle! Don't you understand that? If you enter the stone circle, you've already lost!" Merlin jumps up. "But how can I save Arthur?" The old man smiles. "We should talk about that. Come here. Sit down next to me. This fight of religions must come to an end today." Merlin sits next to the old man. "You only have one chance. You have to use your magic to save Arthur. And you have to do it outside of the stone circle. And you have to reveal yourself. You have to reveal your magic. The people need to see that Arthur trusts a magician. Only then, they will let him leave the stone circle." Merlin nods. "I understand." The old man smiles. "And Merlin, Arthur must leave the stone circle. Merlin, only when the ritual has ended, you can enter the stone circle. Only when the ritual has ended, the danger is over." He sighs. "And it doesn't end until it is completed by Mordred. That must not happen! Or Arthur has left the stone circle or Mordred has canceled the ritual. Merlin, only then you can enter the stone circle. Promise me!" Merlin nods. "I promise."You only have one chance. You have to use your magic to save Arthur. And you have to do it outside of the stone circle. And you have to reveal yourself. You have to reveal your magic. The people need to see that Arthur trusts a magician. Only then, they will let him leave the stone circle.

Sohmkid, why now?

uhmmmmm...... though path.

This story is more than enough for a script for the real season 5 self....... @Somkhid.....I shake my bum gve yhu o, yhu be babababababababa

@Sonicide1 Arthur knew Merlin had magic...even in the real movie, before season 5 ends.....he knew...

My body dey itch me to read the next epistles

The Queen of Camelot and King Lot are together in a tent. Sir Leon and Sir Galahad are with them. The tent is located outside the forest in which the meeting of the druids takes place. The camp of the druids and their families around the stone circle is bounded from one side by the lake. The other side is surrounded by the soldiers of the united army. There is no escape. Together they stand at a small table and look down at a map until the moment as Sir Gwaine and Sir Percival arrive. Gwen looks up pleased and embraces the long-lost friend. "Sir Gwaine! Nice to see you again. Although the reason for this is less encouraging." The knight smiles. "Good to be back. Good to be knight again." He bows before King Lot. "Your Highness." The king nods. "We are now complete. Let's consider how we can free King Arthur." King Lot points at a map. "This is the camp of the kidnappers. And here is the stone circle. We have to fight our way through the entire camp to get there. The stone circle with the sacrificial stone is shielded on the other side by a lake. From there, we can't approach." The Queen is horrified. "Through the whole camp? But as far as I know, there are also many women and children." King Lot nods. "They use the families as a shield. If we want to save Arthur, we have no choice." Sir Gwaine isn't very enthusiastic. "That's not very reassuring." He looks up at the others. "Is it true that the people there have magic?" Gwen nods. "According to Merlin, they have." Now it is King Lot, who is surprised. "According to Merlin?" He looks around. "Where is he?" The Queen breathes through. "He single-handedly tries to save his King and to prevent the slaughter." King Lot shakes his head. "This stubborn .. this is suicide!" Sir Leon nods. "I agree with you. But if we attack now, we might be able to save him, too." Sir Percival nods as well. "We should attack as soon as possible. Now it is bright, but if we wait until it gets dark, the magicians have the advantage." Sir Gwaine thinks about the situation. Then he looks up at Gwen. "What did Merlin say about that?" Gwen looks into the round. "He said we should give him time. He tries to convince this people to a peaceful solution." Sir Gwaine nods. "Then we should wait." Now the others look at him in astonishment. "Sir Gwaine? We are supposed to wait? What are we supposed to wait? That Arthur is sacrificed and and Merlin is killed?" Now Sir Galahad interferes. "I know Merlin. If he says we should give him time, we should do that." King Lot shakes his head. "He is a servant and yes he is a physician. But what can he do? Is he thinking that if he asks the people nicely, they'll let Arthur go?" Sir Leon nods in agreement. "Besides, how long should we wait? What if we wait here and our King is sacrificed in the meantime?" Before Gwen can say something, Lord Ryan enters the tent. "We still have enough time. The ritual will take place only to the constellation. And the constellation is not until midnight. Mordred wants to perform the ritual of the three souls, he must wait." All turn around. King Lot looks at him. "And who are you, if I may ask? And how do you know that?" Lord Ryan steps closer. "My name is Lord Ryan, Your Highness. I accompany Sir Gwaine. And I've informed me. Besides I am a physician and know a little about astronomy. The right moment for the ritual is today at midnight." He smiles. "And I also know Merlin. If he says he needs time, we should give him time. We can still attack. But should only exist the slightest chance to prevent this war, we should use it." Gwen nods approvingly. "Well said Lord Ryan. Maybe we can first try to negotiate and send a messenger to the camp. I want to resolve this conflict peacefully. In the camp are women and children, they are completely uninvolved. But if we attack, they will defend themselves. It will be a slaughter on both sides. Let us try to prevent this." King Lot is surprised. "Good. As you wish. I will send a messenger to the camp."

Uhmmmmmn.... This qhost-in-man form called Modred realy want to destroy many lifes and properties and holds Merlin and Arthur responsible......

Hmmmm, ride on

Next pls

@Somkhid.....I go dey hail yhu everytime ni....kudos....... If yhu wanna join the wasapp account for coolvallers, add me on 08168591134

Cool guys and pretty ladies, pls is dis wat actually happened in merlin season 6 OR its just a imaginary write up? #pls i need ur honest answers

@Peter Its an imagination.. It just look real...thats what meant by WORK OF BRAIN.......

Bros Khola....if its imaginary,den Somkhid really really TRIED because the story actually look so real. You wont believe me that when i first read it, i went 2 a cassette SHOP 2ask abt it nd i kept arguing with the saler that the film is out bt he said No. I just found out today that wat i was readn here was all a FRAMED WORK....GREAT KUDOS 2SOMKHID!

"Slept well, My Lord?" Mordred looks scornfully down at the King, who lies on the stone. "Or was it too hard? I beg your pardon. Next time I'll let you get some pillows." He grins maliciously. Arthur slowly opens his eyes. He looks right into the sun. It blinds him. Mordred makes one step closer to the stone. His body gives a little shade. Blinking Arthur looks up at Mordred. "Mordred. Have you come to kill me?" Mordred laughs. "Not yet, my King. Not yet. We still have some time." He looks around. "But I must say, I'm disappointed. Where is he, your little loyal fool? Where's Merlin?" Arthur closes his eyes. That's a good question. Again and again he is tempted to call Merlin with his crystal. But he still can control himself. "He won't come. He knows that he has to protect Camelot. And not only me." Mordred laughs loud and nasty. "You know as well as I do, that that isn't true. He will come and try to rescue you. And then he will die." Mordred runs around the stone. Instantly the sun burns relentlessly in the King's face. "Isn't that funny? Today Camelot will be destroyed, you will die and Emrys will accompany you." Then he bends down to Arthur. "And do you know what is the best? You will die with the knowledge that all is lost." He laughs again. "If Merlin appears here, and we both know he will, he can't prevent the attack on the camp. From this massacre, from this slaughtering of children and women Camelot will never recover. If Merlin doesn't come, I will perform this ritual. Then I'm invincible and I will also destroy Camelot. Isn't that wonderful! Whatever Merlin does he can only lose." Arthur shakes his head. "Merlin will find a way. We will stop you." Mordred's laughter dies. "Your faith in your servant is really heart-warming, but completely useless. He has no chance." He looks around. "You know, this is a special place. It is not only a stone circle where people offer their sacrifices to the Old Religion. It is the stone on which you lie. It is not just a rock. No, it possesses its own powers." He grins. "Only the druids know of these powers. And your friend is not a Druid." He grins again. "I'm afraid you're hoping in vain. You will die, Camelot will go down and Emrys will accompany you. He will die with the knowledge that everything he did was for nothing." Maliciously laughing, he leaves the King lying on the stone. The King has his eyes still closed. What if Mordred is right? He tugs at his bonds. If he could only free himself. But all he achieves, is that the iron shackles cut painfully into his wrists. Despair rises. Despair and anger. "Stop it!" Arthur winces. Carefully he opens his eyes and looks into the face of Pelleas. "Stop tugging at your shackles! You won't help Emrys this way." Arthur swallows. "You again." The young druid nods. "I've brought you some more water. You need to drink." He gently lifts Arthur's head, holding the cup to his lips. "Don't give up! And don't despair!" Greedily the King empties the cup. "Listen to me! Don't give up! You need to stay awake and you have to keep your mind together. If you now despair and act thoughtlessly, Mordred has already won. Keep calm. The ritual will go on at midnight today. Until then, you need to stay calm." He nods encouragingly. At this moment Mordred comes back. "Hey, you! Get out! Who allowed you to bring him some water?" Pelleas winces. "I have to go. Hold on!"

uhmmmm....hope he won't hurt Pelleas..

expecting more comenting.

This story looks real I swear somkhid u r the best writer of the year not even the month.awaiting more episodes

Chai see hw this ghost de make mouth wait nw merlin is coming.@modred

If I may ask, somkhid who are you? Cause you leave me astonished with this fiction of yours. How come you get hold of this story? Do you write it yourself? Or a stolen one from original producer of marlin season 1 - 5? Or they stole the film from you? Or you are partners but they refuse to pay well the you decide part away with them to write it out? WHO ARE YOU?!

You are not suppose to be writing here but to be at Hollywood as a film producer. If the producer of marlin get hold of this write up, just say goodbye to this country but don't forget me

@prince dis is my own write up,so if bbc decides to sponsor me no problem am just waiting 4 d rite tym.

Bt somkid you are good to go oo this story really make 100% sense.i pray that you wil soon be consider by bbc. thump up bro keep it up.

Kudos broooooo bbc don dey hear us call naw just keep calm till the right time

Hmmmm great

do u knw dat gwen bro,sir elayn is a nigeria guy, a yoruba boy?

Wow!!! Little wonder the guy look like my greatgrandpa.....Ah been wan ask that question teh teh... Amazing.

@khola46 can lie.......elyan nah my uncle, he's frm osogbo.....shooooooo xo pple don dey hijack uncles nah.......I fear yhu o khola

@Tofag Haaaaa...... Even Somkhid can witness to it.....nah my greatgrandpa he look like and that mean say nah his brother ah be.....Brother Elayn nah wetin ah do call him........

sir elayn na @khola46 grandpapa, sir elayn bro is @tofag uncle

"Your Highness?" King Lot looks around to the servant who has just entered the tent. "Your Highness, the messenger that you have sent to the camp, has just returned." King Lot looks at Queen Gwen. "Then bring him here." The servant hesitates. "My Lord, this won't work. He's dead. They have tied him dead on the horse and sent it back." King Lot nods. "The answer was clear." He looks back to the servant. "You may go. Ensure his funeral." The servant bows and leaves the tent. Sir Leon sighs. "My Lady, King Lot. It dawns already. We should attack as long as there is still a remaining light." Gwen shakes her head and sits down on a chair next to the table. "I'm sorry. Has he family?" King Lot nods. "I'll make sure that his family is supplied." Gwen nods. She swallows. "Then we have no choice?" She looks at Lord Ryan and Sir Gwaine. "Still no message from Merlin?" Both shake their heads. "No, My Lady." She looks up at King Lot and Sir Leon. "Sir Leon, make everything ready for battle." The knight nods. "I'm sorry." Gwen nods. King Lot nods as well. "I'll strengthen your combat ranks with my army." He turns around and gives instructions to one of his knights. Sir Gwaine breathes through. "Please, it'sn't lost everything. We still have some time. Don't give Merlin up!" King Lot walks back to the table. "Merlin is lost. He was doomed from the beginning. What could he have done? I know that he loves his King. But that was madness .. " Sir Galahad looks from the Queen to King Lot. "My Lady, please. Tell them!" Gwen sighs. "We will make everything ready for battle. But we won't attack!" Horrified Sir Leon and Sir Percival look at her. "My Lady, it is getting dark. We must attack, we have no choice!" King Lot looks at her also. "Your knights are right." Gwen shakes her head. "You would be right, if they would know all the details. But there is something that they don't know." She looks at Sir Gwaine, Sir Galahad and Lord Ryan. All three men hold their breath. "Enough of this hiding game. It has taken far too long. We should have announced it long ago." She takes a deep breath. "It is Merlin. He is much more than he seems. He is a sorcerer. Perhaps the most powerful sorcerer who walks on earth. If one man can save Arthur and prevent this war, then it is Merlin." King Lot opens his mouth in astonishment. "He's what? You are joking? Aren't you?" The Queen rises. "No, it's true. Merlin is a sorcerer and he protects Arthur as long as they know each other." Sir Leon and Sir Percival breathe deeply. "Then I finally understand why Arthur has changed the laws." Sir Leon is still stunned. On the contrary, Sir Petrcival looks at Sir Gwaine and Sir Galahad. "You knew? Didn't you? You knew and didn't tell me!" He sadly shakes his head. Gwen looks at him. "They couldn' weren't allowed to tell anyone. We had to protect Merlin. I only tell you now to explain why we need to trust Merlin. We have to give him some more time." King Lot is angry. "Why do I find out this now? You should have told me at your arrival!" Accusingly he looks at the Queen of Camelot. "Do you have any more secrets? Then it would be time to inform me!" Gwen shakes her head. "I'm sorry. I beg your pardon. I don't have no more secrets. And I'm really grateful for your support." King Lot nods. "Fine. Then we should now adjust the new plans." Together they look back on the map.

uhmmmmmm...... Seems Merlin secret is now getting leaking....stil waiting for the battle(eager to know how Modred would went back to underworld)

Why short nah....at @somkhid.......waitin sha... Buh xo me and khola56 nah relative.....na lie, khola dark pass me

Hmmmm merlin were are you????

bros khola u na dey lie 3 much

@SexyNikky1994 Sister Esther!!!.... So, My-wife could also against me....uhmmm....we go solve ahm for home.......... Hello Angel.....

Somkhid pls drop the story

Fighting no fit solve their problem...all of them at the circle are magicians

Really enjoying the story

Somkid pls drop it like its hot

@debe leo and @frank make i drop d next 1,shey na bomb.

This one pass bomb @somkhid

Thanks somkhid but the last episode to too short oooo!

pls bro khola i no fit fight o mk dem no beat me die

@Somkid we are waiting 4 next update

@Somkhid oya na

@Somkhid oya na

@somkid shey u 2 wan cm dey fumble mk u ma yarn us d next episode b4 i vex cm beat u

@adeyanjuesther no vex

Mordred shouts at Pelleas again. "You, I asked you a question! And I expect an answer!" Mordred's eyes change color and the young druid is thrown to the ground. Mordred walks up to him. Pelleas looks anxiously at him. "So? Who allowed you to bring him something to drink?" "That was me." Morderd turns around. Behind him in the stone circle stands Havgan, one of the upper druids. Mordred smiles malignant. "I should have known. I should have known, that you are here." The old druid looks down at Pelleas. "Stand up. Go to my tent. Run!" The young druid looks from Havgan to Mordred. Mordred nods. "Get out!" He struggles to his feet and runs away. "Havgan. You know that you can't stop me. I'm already much more powerful than you." The old druid relies heavily on a stick. I don't intend to stop you. I'm located in the stone circle. I know the secret of the stone." He smiles. "Just as you know it." Mordred grins. "You are smart. But I'm smarter. If you don't want to stop me, what do you want then?" The old man sighs. "I want to prevent this war." Mordred laughs out loud. "For this old man, it is far too late. The Queen of Camelot will attack tonight. You know it as well as I do." Havgan shakes his head. "But you will be responsible for the death of hundreds of innocent people, families with children." Mordred shrugs. "Why should I care about other people's suffering?" Havgan looks at him. "But I thought you wanted to free the magic? I thought you wanted to put an end to the tyranny?" Mordred laughs out loud again. "You and I, we both know that's a lie. All I want is the power of this ritual and to destroy Camelot at the same time." Havgan shakes his head. "I suspected it. But I had not believed it yet." Mordred smiles. "You should better go now. And keep away your young druid of my victim. You should use the time to prepare for the fight if you don't want to die." He grins nasty, turns around and leaves the old druid. Havgan goes up to the sacrificial stone on which the King of Camelot still lies. Arthur has followed the conversation. Since the sun no longer blinds him, he opened his eyes. He looks at the old druid. "Then I have to thank you for the water?" The old man smiles. "No, you have to thank Pelleas. I actually had forbidden him to come here. But the boy does rarely what I tell him." Arthur swallows. "I thought .." "What did you think?" "I thought .. I hoped that you would help me. Seems I was wrong." The old man shakes his head. "I can't. Mordred is too powerful. He accepts me here just because he doesn't want to provoke the displeasure of the others. But I can't stop him. Only someone else can do that." He looks into the eyes of the King. "He's in the camp. He's a good man. I hope you really deserve his loyalty and friendship. I don't know you, Arthur Pendragon. But if I can believe him, you will bring us peace and freedom." Arthur looks at him in surprise. "I .." The old druid turns around and leaves. Before leaving the stone circle completely, he looks at him again. "He trusts you. I hope you don't disappoint him." Then he disappears into the trees.

uhmmmmm... I think that man is refering to one man that Camelot destiny rest on his shoulder:MERLIN:... @SexyNikky1994 Lol........No fighting oo...nah friend you all go be.........

@Khola were your wife dey i no c her comment here

@SexyNikky1994 Lol......She deh here but yours has cover for her.........

@khola46 i greet o.

@Frank My Brother......I carry my two hands up for you oo....ah hail you boss......thanks bro....

@khola46 i dey untop obama head they hail you

Which one of khola's wife you dey talk? Cause I believe the Lord join him to many, so don't try to put asunder by not mentioning the exact one you are referring to

@Prince Lol......So, my bestie could betray me....haba.....sebi, she know whom she is asking nah....ah go crush you ooo....

@prince na one i no wic is tennie

Is gettin dark oo n merlin a.k.a emrys is yet to show him self eventhough havgan don comfirm his presence. shoooo

@somkhid where are you?

Getting more interesting. Fankz Somkhid!

@somkhid is no where to b found

@somkhid am waiting please.

@Somkhid,somkhid........ U nor know say dis one pass bomb abeg drop it hot and long abeg

dat man is no other person dan merlin

@Somkhid drop this bomb na

@Somkhid the suspence is 2 much o

@Somkid no tel me say this is the end of season 6 oooo

@khola46 i have forgotten that you have drop them all to remain just one well done bro

@somkhid please and please let us know what is going on now. My hope before is that you will be nominated as one of the coolval writer of the month so I can cast my vote for you, but it is a pity, this is how you will have fall my hand by not posting again. Hahahahaha! Why now?

Impatiently Merlin is running back and forth in Havgan's tent, as suddenly a young man enters. Puzzled, he looks at him. "I'm sorry. But Havgan told me that I should go into his tent. Of course I'll leave you immediately. I beg your pardon." Merlin looks at him. The boy turns around to leave the tent, as Havgan enters. "It's time." He looks at Merlin. "Emrys? Are you ready?" Merlin nods. Pelleas looks speechless from Havgan to Merlin. The old druid smiles. "The preparations for the ultimate sacrifice have begun. There will be a large meeting around the stone circle. Everybody wants to see the sacrifice of the King. This is your chance. You only have this one. Use it." Then he looks at Pelleas. "Come on, let's go." The young druid nods. Then he follows the upper druid out of the tent. As Havgan reaches the stone circle, he sees that he was right. Around the sacrificial stone, a large crowd has gathered. In the middle of the crowd is Mordred. He smiles relaxed. "Friends. Now it won't take much longer. In two hours we will have done it. Then the time has come. Then the sun, the moon and the earth will have taken their special constellation. Then Alvarr will kill the King. Only then will we be free." The crowd cheers and bawls. Arthur lies on the sacrificial stone in the center of the stone circle. He has closed his eyes again. For a moment he tried to look at the people around him. But he couldn't stand the hatred of the people for long. Two hours. So he has to live for another two hours. Where's Merlin? The old man said that he is already in the camp. And then there is Gwen. How long will she be able to delay the attack on the camp? He sighs quietly to himself. The crowd around him doesn't notice. The people are completely wild. They have suppressed all doubts. They celebrate their festival. Happily they wait for the big moment. Suddenly a voice penetrates into the minds of all these people. "Arthur? Can you hear me?" It is Merlin and he calls his King in his mind. For a moment, all participants are perplexed. Then they burst into laughter. Above all, Mordred. Then he responds in Arthur's place. "Emrys, nice that you're with us. But you should know that only people with magic can speak in their minds. I thought you were smarter than that." Again laughter follows. But Merlin doesn't stop. "Arthur? Please you must answer me. Trust me." The laughter is now deafening. "Emrys, where were you? I've been waiting for you." Suddenly, it's deathly quiet. Laughter is frozen on their faces. The people look around. Stunned, they look at each other. Mordred turns to Arthur. "How is that possible?" He looks down at Arthur. But the King doesn't answer. Instead, it is once again Merlin, who communicates with his King in his mind. "My Lord, it is good to hear your voice." The King smiles. "I can give that back to you. But why .." Before he can ask him, it is Merlin, who again takes the floor. "I thought it's time to show the people here that you don't despise the magic. That you have accepted me, a sorcerer. That you have accepted my magic. And that you have no fear to use it yourself." Arthur shakes his head. "No, don't do that. Go home! You have to protect the Kingdom. You have to protect Gwen. If you reveal yourself here, there is no way back. Everyone will know who you are. Then you're an easy target. Camelot needs you." The people around the stone circle are still silent. Silently and helpless they look around. These aren't the words of the King, which they had expected. These aren't the words of a murderer. These aren't the words of a King who wants to kill all the magicians and who banishes the magic for the rest of life. Confused they look in the round. Only Mordred's angry. He wasn't prepared for that. He didn't expect that. Why can the King communicate in this way? Furious, he screams: "Come out Emrys! Come on out and free your King! Come here to me in the stone circle!" But Merlin simply ignores him. Instead, he speaks again with Arthur. "Arthur, you know that I could never let you die. I would rather give my life for you." Mordred shouts angrily: ""Come out! Why are you hiding, you coward? Come out!" He realizes what's going on. They great encouragement of the people of the camp decreases. In its place now doubt is in their faces. If he is not watching, they will turn against him. He screams again. "Come out Emrys! Show yourself!" Now it's Arthur, who interferes worried: ""Don't do that! This is too dangerous! They are far too many!" Stunned they look at the King in the center of the stone circle. The mighty King of Camelot indeed worries about a sorcerer.

Nice one @somkhid......jex can't stop marvellin at this....keep it up man.... Neeeeexxxxxxt Modred's fightin a losin war.....

somkid dis suspense is killing me here ....plsss next part

@prophiee u never dream any tin somkhid baby pls continue la

plz post anoda plz!!

It feels nyc 2 b bck, I missed dis story alot

This is becoming interesting...abeg somhkid this suspense is 2 much

Telling somkhid all these great things he did by putting this together will make matter worst, can't you learn from just past mistake? Just pretend to be ghost reader so he can post more if that is the solution to save our life from this killing suspense he is giving us!

its been a while but I'm here now.

Hmmmm, seems Merlin came up wit sumtin creative

@prince ghost reader dnt affact my post

@somkid, Bro ur reali doing a 1daful job hia nd I must commend u 4 tht, ur discription, nd plot is just breathtaking ur a genius bro keep it up.

What a great suprise to modreth his plans has crumble in a twinkle of an eye hahahahahaha merlin you r too much. @somkid nice write up am eager to read more plz nxt.

Am tired of this suspense @somkhid

Suspense again nawah oooo

@somkhid then I beg you in the name of the blood and water that runs in your vain to stop killing us! Whatever is the cause of delay, please try and amend. I personally, am dying of this suspense I find it difficult to relax without this your write up. You are a great writer! Yes we know, but it is not until someone die of suspense before you will be convince enough. Please and please!

#@Somkhid, Pls sir do sometin b4 someone commits murder

@shomid is wrkin pretty hard at the moment.....told me he had power problem around him xo let's jex bear wif him

Na wa oooo, this kind of suspense too much na. @somkhid post na b4 i package slap give you!!!! #ghostreader

thank God tat some of my #ghost reader# are comenting already.if nt i would hv waited till in d eve b4 posting.dose of u tat comented i thank u,dos of u tat which to nt encourage me i thank u bcause ur nt motivating me.

With discomfort Alvarr has experienced the last minute. What happens here? Yes, the King has changed the laws during the last weeks. And obviously he is a friend of a wizard. But he is and remains a Pendragon. Too many people with magical abilities had to die due to the Pendragons. Today is the moment for revenge. Arthur must die. The ritual must be performed. But until the constellation are still nearly two hours. Sceptically he takes the sacrificial dagger and puts it in his belt. Then he takes his place next to Mordred. He will ensure that Arthur will die today. Suddenly, the crowd forms a lane to the stone circle. A young man walks through. They stare at at him curiously. It is Merlin. As Mordred recognizes him, he smiles masterfully. "Merlin or should I call you Emrys? Now you show yourself after all." And also Arthur turns his head towards him and looks at him. He shakes his head. He whispers: "Go home. Save yourself. Save Gwen and Camelot." But Merlin doesn't even think to go home. In front of the stone circle he stops and smiles at his King. "I'm not leaving without you." Then Mordred makes a step between the two friends. "You! How can you dare to appear here! You are the servant of a murderer! The servant of the King! And a sorcerer! How many of our kind did you see die? You're just a traitor, nothing more." Merlin smiles. "No Mordred. The traitor's you." He looks into the still paralyzed crowd. "Wizards, families, friends .. the man who you trust here has decided your death. While you stand here and watch the sacrifice of the King, outside the camp a large army is forming. The army is already going to attack here! They will do everything to save their King." A murmur goes through the crowd. "What are you thinking? That you can kidnap and sacrifice their King without that they will do something? Do you think they stand by and watch him die? How can you be so gullible? How can you be so blind?" He looks at Mordred. "Instead, you trust him? Mordred is pure hatred. Your life means nothing to him. The messenger who King Lot has sent, was killed and tied onto his horse. Do you really think he will be able to defend you against an entire army? Does he want that at all? All that he wants is revenge. He wants Arthur's death. He wants Camelot's downfall. And for this he will stop at nothing! If the army attacks here, you'll all die. You will die and finally seal the downfall of Camelot. That's what he wants. And you're helping him." He shakes his head. Mordred feels backed into a corner. "Don't believe him! I promised to free you all and that's what I do. I free you from the tyranny of the Pendragons! And I will defend you against the army. These men have no chance against us. We will destroy them." He has his confidence back. Satisfied, he smiles. Until Havgan enters the stone circle. "Friends. You know me. Wasn't my advice always important? Then listen to me now. Mordred is not your friend. He has told me earlier, that you don't interest him. It doesn't interest him, whether you'll die or not. He won't defend us. All he wants is the power of ritual and Camelot's downfall." Then he turns to Merlin. "But this one." He points with his stick at Merlin. "He has won the trust of the King. All these years he has worked to bring back the magic. At Arthur's side, he has helped to create a fair and just kingdom. For his sake the King has changed the law. We should give the King the opportunity to cancel the law definitively. We can end this war of the old and the new religion here and now for all times. Trust him! He trusts his King." Another murmur goes through the crowd. "Friends. He is Emrys. He is the one who was announced to us many years ago. Give him and his King a chance. I know that the suffering can't be undone. But today we can prevent further suffering." Mordred looks angrily at the old druid. "You want to free the King? Then go and get him!" Havgan just smiles. "I'm not a fool Mordred. I know the secret of the stone. I will not try to free the King within the stone circle. I won't give the stone power about my magic." Mordred sparkles furiously at the old man. Murmur rises. The people demand the release of the King. Mordred is stunned. He looks at Alvarr and whispers into his ear: "Kill him! Kill the King! "Alvarr looks at him. "But what about the constellation?" "Go to the devil with the constellation! The main thing is that Arthur is dead! The sacrifice will also work without the constellation. The power gain is then indeed lower, but that doesn't matter." Alvarr looks satisfied at him. Then he takes a step back to the sacrificial stone. Meanwhile, Mordred takes the floor. "Friends! Don't believe this old fool more than me! I'm your new leader. Look, I even have the King's sword." He pulls the sword out of his belt. Merlin didn't get distracted by Mordred and his beautiful spectacle. Sceptically he observes Alvarr. When he pulls a dagger out of his belt to push it into Arthur's chest, Merlin raises his hands and his eyes change their color. With full force Alvarr flies through the air and is thrown against a tree. He is dead. The dagger slips out of his hand to the ground. At the same time there was an outcry by the masses. "Mordred, I won't let you kill Arthur." Then he turns to the people. "Now you have seen what he really wants. Your opinion doesn't care. All he wants is Arthur's death."

i will post d next part.until dea is enough coment tat satisfy me.so it is in ur hand either to delay or to make it faster

somkhid u nor be like dis b4 o. say we go commit first b4 u post

wow,am finally here but de suspence at dis level is mind blowing. guy plz do smthx

O my God!!! Somkhid pleaseee, let it continue. I knw merlin will succeed nd mordred will fail

Somkhid you are now feeling like Modred abi? No wahala na your time make you do shakala.

@Somkhid please

@somkhid more

@frank are u oliver twist tat ask 4 more @debe leo somkhid yesterday is nt somkhid 2day. @jencute am nt lyk modred ooo

@somkhid so our ever green and great writer, the great and mighty brain behind the great write up is now begging for comment! To be frank, either I comment or not, I always pray for you to hit the stardom with this your great skill and I hope it will come very soon. You are my Idol!

Its nt fair on d part of somkhid 4 pple 2 jst read without droppin a comment. So lets support him by droppin our comments.

Very nice story, i wish you update more episodes today. Keep it up @somkhid

Ur damn cool bro, thumbz up

keep it up bro

uhmm suspense somkhid nxt pls

wow, I'm really thrilled hia bro keep it rolln, I gat ur bck like hunch @somkhid

Uhmmmm...... Maybe ah go gather cane for Somkhid...he wan form Van Damme when person wan die of suspense..... Abeg Somkhid, you get mouth.....abeg drop the thing....we plenty for your back and front.....jex deh give us the thing....p.l.e.a.s.e

@khola heard u den bt have some p wit my phone........kip it up

@somkhid am here with my bomb oya drop the next episode before the bomb explode.

thank u all 4 all ur coment, am on it nw hopefully i will post in 5 hrs tym from nw#tym keeper start counting#

#somkhid.....if u know me b4 u nor go know me again. hmmm five hours from 8:19 is 1:20 ooo counting....

@somkid pls we ar waiting.......@khola26 wer u kip tenniebenson

Angrily Mordred looks around. His plan seems doomed to fail. But he still has an advantage. Merlin can't enter the stone circle. With the sword in his hand he walks around the sacrificial stone. "I'm trying to complete the ritual to save us all! Only if I'm strong enough, I can stop the army! And what are you doing? You protect the man who has banned the magic for years." Merlin shakes his head. "No Mordred. I don't protect only the King. I protect the people here. Give me the King. Let him go. Only then we will be able to stop the army." Mordred laughs out loud. "And do you really believe then Camelot and King Lot don't attack? No, they will attack anyway. Because it is their chance to destroy us." Merlin raises his hands. Aloud, he calls out to the crowd. "I promise , if you let Arthur go, nothing will happen to you. The army will go home without to attack. I have the Queen's word. She doesn't want this war." Mordred smiles nasty. "Fine. You want me so stop? But you can't. I will perform the ritual." He raises the sword of the King again. "And I'm going to use the most powerful weapon of all. A sword forged in the dragon's breath." He wields the sword to kill Arthur with it. But he can't. Merlin has reacted and raised his hands. With all his power he fights against it. He keeps the sword in the air. He fights against Mordred strength. His eyes light up. Opposed Mordred tries grimly to push the sword into the King's body. But it doesn't move. Instead, it now pulls on his arm. He has trouble to hold this sword. The pull is getting stronger. He can't stand it. Even with all its magic, he is not strong enough. With another small gesture Merlin has done it. The sword slides out of Mordred's hand. It flies through the air to slip in Merlin's hand. He holds it. Mordred lowers his arms. Horrified, he takes a few steps back. Merlin's eyes have returned to his normal color. He breathes through. He has done it. He has the sword of the King back in his hands. He smiles as he looks at it. And now he will also free the King. Mordred uses this small moment. With a small gesture, he raises the sacrificial dagger, which lay on the floor next to Alvarrs feet. And with another movement of his hand it flies in the direction of Arthur. Before Merlin can react, it pierces the chest of the King. With wide eyes, Arthur shouts bloodcurdling. A glow leaves his chest. His soul leaves his body. Motionless, the King remains on the stone. Shocked, Merlin goes down to his knees. He still can't enter the stone circle. But Arthur needs him. He has to save him. It's too late. He falls to the ground. All his powers seem to have left him. Powerless and helpless, he collapses. With tears in his eyes, he looks over at Arthur. Desperate, he calls his name. "Arthur! Arthur!" But the King doesn't move. He can't feel him. He feels neither his presence before him, nor the presence in his mind. Everything he feels is infinite emptiness.

@Somkhid U dy wait make i reveal maself, Okay i don show, since wea i dy follow u as ghost, silent reader u no happy.. Oyah now wea i don show throw d bomb make e xplodez we cnt wait anymore longer, d 5hourz don complete oyah let d bomb xplode.. @Khola whr d tinz wea i say make u gve @somkhid, hop say u dliverd am, beta do dat oh if u dnt wnt me u perform ma own magic here.. Evrybdy 4lowin d story, aw av u been, hop say suspense neva kil una finish. So seat bak, relax &enjy d story wile it conclude itself..

Chai dz s unbelieveable, i cnt believe diz, sumone shud plz talk 2 me, is t true dat mordred pierces d king's chest? Noooooooooooooooooooooo

I'm not shaking because i know merlin and the other druids would do something to save the king's life.......... @somkhid better update this story fast fast today else........ Good AM to all, wishing you a happy sunday

*In 2baba's voice* -Nothing deh happen-.. Arthur must live. Merlin must win. Gwen must rejoice. Magic must free. Modred must re-die. Camelot must saved. Gwaine must return.(to his home). Somkhid must update...

@Kholade Teniebenson deh here...but as she be mah Angel...Ah don swallow her.....nah me and her together deh type here....

@somkhid i am about to release the bomb o.

@somkhid mo ti n binu o

@somkhid we are ready please

@khola okay no p ....but i really miss her action mouth ooooooo,........@somkid pls update nahhhhhh

@somkhid no dey fall yhur guy hand nah Nexxxxxxxtttttt

waiting...

Pls post d next episode na

@Somkhid wetin we do u nah?

Why??? This shouldn't happen @somkhid better tel me u made a mistake in d update(furious mode)

Somkhid na you dey do this abi na another? You want us to start salivating for your story.

Nooooooo authur

Next

Modred will die and I fink this is whr season 6 will end.............

I go bring shekau come ur haus [email protected] wil u follow me go there i dey yola nw ooo make unah com meet me 4 sambisa forest gate @khola and @other

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@Somkhid take your time I wnt a lenghty update.

Mordred stands next to them and grins. Fascinated, he watches the spectacle. Fascinated, he sees how the soul of the great King unites with the souls of his two previous sacrifices. They glow like fireflies in the dark. They circle each other. Together they rise and try to catch each other until they eventually sink back down to eye level. Mordred stretches out his hand. He can touch them. Soft as snowflakes in the winter they touch his hand. At the same time an incredible sense of power flows through his body. So incredibly strong, so incredibly wonderful. Then the souls rise again for a last dance. They fly away to find themselves again in a circle in the light of the stars and the moon. They are dancing a perfect round dance. As the first of the souls touches Mordred's hand again, once again power flows through his body. He feels as it flows into him. It flows out of the soul. It flows into his fingers, passes through his hand and flows up his arms. Up into his dead soul. Merlin falls to the ground. His body trembles. Something sucks everything out of him. He feels how everything flows out of him. How his soul desperately struggles to hold his life together. He feels how his memories leave him, how his feelings leave him. Images of people appear to which he can't remember the name. This is Gaius. Merlin stretches out his hand to hold him. Or not? Who is that? There is a feeling that he knows this man. There is a feeling that there is something special what connects them. Then even this feeling and this image are disappeared. Merlin screams. He screams to fill this emptiness. He screams for security and love, for affection and understanding, for confidence and loyalty, for everything that makes him Merlin. Mordred smiles. He looks down at Merlin. "It's too late Merlin. Arthurs soul has left his body. The ritual is in full progress. I've already absorbed the first of the souls." Merlin still screams. Something tugs at him, something tugs at his soul. One part tugs him in one direction. He wants to follow it. He wants to follow the images. He wants to follow his memories. The other part tugs him in another direction. He just wants to die. His soul is torn. As if it were a large cloth, from which everyone wants to grab a shred to take it along. Every memory that fades, every feeling that leaves, tears a part of his soul. Emptiness, there is nothing but emptiness. Emptiness and darkness. Merlin's eyes are open. He stares into the night. The second of the souls lands on Mordred's hand. Again he feels the tremendous power that flows through his body. "Do you feel that Merlin? Do you feel how I absorb the magic? Do you feel how it tears you at the same time? Merlin, everything you did was for nothing. Arthur is dead and Camelot will be destroyed. It's over." He laughs out loud. "How does it feel to see how everything you love is doomed to die?" But Merlin doesn't feel anything more. And he doesn't see anything more. He sees neither the stars nor the moon. He sees neither Mordred, nor the dead body of his friend lying on the sacrificial stone. He sees neither the dancing soul of his beloved King, nor the shadow that rises above it. He screams. He screams, because that is all, he has left. Until even this ebbs. Motionlessly, he remains lying. His empty eyes stare at the sky. The people around the stone circle have retreated. Stunned, they look at each other. They try to understand what happened. Stunned, they look down at the motionless body of the young wizard. Stunned, they look up at the dead body of the King. They close their eyes to forget everything they have seen in the last few minutes. They take each other in their arms. They mourn. Tears running down their faces. Yes, they wanted freedom. Yes, at the beginning they wanted Arthur's death. But they never wanted this horror.

d story continue 2morrow.incase am nt able 2 post 2morrow pls dnt blame me,there is no network in my area.maybe ur coment will change d situation at hand God knw

@Somkhid Tell me ur joking hia, U reali tink its funny huh? Bring back Arthur and Merlin b4 I call police 4 u

Lol......... What a bad Omen Merlin just had.... Wake him up... Its high time he started walking toward that circle to save Arthur....

Dnt tell me author iz dead @ somkid remenber i told u am going 2 shekau's haus..Today nah today he invite me 4 dinner and sleep over nite so 2marrow we on our way 2 ur haus @ somkid

Bring back authur and merlin @somkhid

@Somkhid pity us nau, u knw wia humans lik u nd this suspense is inhuman pls do sumtin b4 I chnge my mind