Chapter 1
Liana tugged the bag on her shoulder and breathed deeply. The sight of Camelot was overwhelming. It stood out for miles around; it's perfect white towers that seemed to see the whole world.
Liana looked back to where she had just come from. She was leaving that life behind her; she no longer wanted to be a person that she despised. A person that would hurt those closest to her, for just being herself.
She was going to find the one person she knew she could trust, the one person she had left: Merlin.
"Morning sire!" Merlin cried as he drew open the curtains of the King's dark room. Arthur only responded with a general moan.
Merlin walked over to the bed and shook him awake (he was probably one of the only people to do something like that to the King and live to tell it). "I'm awake, Merlin. I'm awake" he said, lifting himself up on his elbows.
Merlin stepped away from the bed and leant over to grab one of Arthur's shirts from his cupboard. He chose the red one and handed it to Arthur, who had climbed out of the bed and was finishing putting on his trousers.
"What am I doing today Merlin?" he enquired, while pulling the shirt over his head.
Reaching for the list on Arthur's desk, Merlin read out, "Well first you have a council meeting, then you have to make an appearance at the forgery to make the new owner welcome, give a speech to remind the people of the curfew set , then you have-"
Arthur cut him off, "What curfew?"
"The one the you and Agravaine set the other day. You know because of the infectious mist that appears almost every night!"
"What?" Arthur looked as if he was getting angrier by the second.
"The mist has been here for about a week, whenever it touches someone, they're dead within a few hours… how come you haven't heard anything about this?"
"I don't know." Arthur angrily replied putting his brown covering on. "But I'm definitely going to find out!" he continued, storming out of the room.