((A.N. Ok, so some of these will be drabbles, some will be longer. I'm a history nut so most of my stories will be in some kind of historical context, but I don't know that much about the Medieval period. As we get further along in history, the chapters will get longer. I will try to update every week or as often as I can. Leave me a review so I'll be able to improve on anything. Pretty please and thanks, guys! ))
It had been a long time. Too long. Okay, it had been ten years, but it felt like it had been only yesterday when Merlin saw Arthur stabbed by the traitor Mordred. Without the help of her husband or the backing of many of the knights, Gwenevere had not been able to keep the throne of Camelot for long, and the city fell. The next king had taken over in her stead, a man called Ida. He seemed like a sensible man and would be a good king, although he wasn't particularly friendly towards magic users. He didn't seek out to eradicate magic as Uther had, but he wouldn't have a Court Sorcerer or let any Druids come into his kingdom. Perhaps it would be better for Emrys to travel on with his people for now instead of stay in a place where he wasn't wanted.