Another story. I know it might seem similar with my first fic, yet this one won't be so gloomy and dark. The characters are a little different too. You're going to see another side of Merlin and Morgana.
Right now there are two tom cats in my garden fighting. Creepy. Yet, I've got an idea for a new chapter.
Breaking the rules
Merlin felt his body ached all over. He tried to stand but it seemed almost impossible. The last thing the warlock remembered was Morgana chanting some words and the rocks falling over him. He was trapped inside the cave, without magic and without any hope. Yet it was something else. That light… That strange blue light. He might be imagining things, but that light seemed real. Something had happened it wasn't Morgana's doing.
First of all he had to find a way to regain his magic. He couldn't let himself despair. Morgana had to be stopped. He looked up and he saw the glitter of the crystals. There was still hope.
Climbing up the rocks wasn't an easy task, yet the warlock didn't give up.
''You still can save your king.'' A voice whispered in his head. "But for now on you won't be able to be by his side. It's time for him to learn to be king without you.''
''I'm not going to abandon him.'' The warlock yelled.
"Yet you don't have a choice. You broke the rules of this sacred place and you are going to pay the price. No magic being should fight against another magic being in a temple of the Old Religion. You and Morgana will have to be punished. You won't be able to get out of this place until you gain the forgiveness of the Gods.''
"But Arthur needs me.'' Merlin tried to reason with her. ''There must be another way. I need my magic back.''
"You've never lost it. You have to believe in yourself. You still can warn and advise Arthur even from this cave.''
"But how will my warning save him from Mordred? The former knight is going to kill him.''
The Goddess laughed lightly and then she answered.
"Mordred has nothing but an ordinary sword while Arthur owns a sword forged in the dragon's breath. Morgana didn't have the time to deliver her gift to him and she won't be able to do so. The Saxons lost their leader and also the help of a High Priestess. It seems future can be changed, after all. Though, this war can't be avoided. Lives won't be spared. Arthur will have to learn to face the consequences of his actions. Now sleep, Young Warlock. You need whole your wisdom and whole your power to help him from this place.''
Then the voice stopped. In vain did the warlock called her back, he didn't get any answer. Finally he fell asleep. When he woke up, he was healed and his magic was back. Now he needed to find a way to warn Arthur and maybe he could find a way to help him.''
Morgana couldn't understand what happened. The last thing she remembered was that light. Yet she didn't have time to lose. She had to get to Camlann as soon as possible. The High Priestess smirked as she took a last glance to the wall of rock that blocked Emrys inside and then she hurried toward the exit. Soon she was to realize it was not way out. An invisible wall trapped her inside and it didn't matter what spell she used the wall didn't break. She kept trying over and over again until she was too exhausted to stay awake.