This is the sequel to regrets, If you havent read the it you kind of need to... aha! Otherwise read and review and mostly enjoy!

Redemption

"Is it prepared?" A dark shadow questioned from the corner of the crowded room; their face shrouded in the shadows of a tall spiralling pillar; concealing their features from the light and the mass of other figures that surrounded them. The room they stood in was large, and obviously one which belonged to a castle. Only unlike Camelot's; the walls which supported the ceiling above them crumbled and fell away in small biting chunks and dust. Its windows were blown outwards; Leaving stray vines from the world outside to crawl their way inwards and away from the blinding light which assaulted the land.

"The army is ready to march my lady-" One of the other people in the room stated, Their own dark figure stepping forwards into the veil of light which filtered through the hole in the wall. Slowly the dark green of their cloak lit upwards; Exposing the soft face of a blonde haired woman beneath. Her face sad and one filled with regret. "I represent The clan of mountains- and we are willing to support your cause-"

The woman standing proudly at the front of them all turned her back to the wall; Hiding her features for longer and spurring curiosity around its people. Beside her were two other figures; Both men with the darkest gaze's held upon their faces. "Good" The shadow hissed as she tilted her head to the side slightly, "And the others-"

"The clan of the island of Meridor are also willing-" A man; Obviously their leader hushed as he stepped forwards and inclined his head to the woman before him; His dark red cloak falling off his head as he smirked maliciously, "And we would like to take this moment to usher the honour we hold for being able to serve you-"

"What of the other clans?" The woman questioned sharply at the lack of other voices in the room, Slowly she turned back to face them Issuing and showing her authority; Her face and identity still concealed forever in the dark oblivion which hung over her. One of the men beside her shuffled awkwardly as his eyes glanced across the room anxiously.

"They haven't agree'd" One of the other members in the room ushered as they voiced the opinions of others, Fear and panic obviously instilled in their eyes as they waited for the unpredictable reaction of their new alliance leader- "They are still reliant on Emrys-"

"WHAT!" The woman screeched as her fists screwed tightly into balls, Her hand punching outwards to a pillar as her magic lashed outwards and caused the room to shake violently; Causing a soft blanket of dust to come tumbling down from the ceiling above. "THEY DARE BETRAY ME FOR HIM-" She whispered again, Her voice and persona calming as the knuckles turned a stark white as she tried to calm her anger,

"They believe in the old teachings-" The messenger ushered again, their form sinking backwards into the shadows, The eyes of others following him as he did.

The woman growled and brought a hand to her face, stepping forwards slowly so her body eventually started to melt into the sunlight exposing her identity. "Then they shall see no mercy when I receive the throne-"

Slowly the familiar raven haired witch waltzed into the sunlight; Her tangled dark hair hanging down by her side and highlighting the sharpness in her features. Slowly her dark green eyes met everyone else's in the room; their iris's radiating pure hatred for everything that evolved around Camelot and destinies. Nothing was going to stop her from exacting her plan this time, Not even the loss of her sister- She had no attachments. Morgana smirked sadistically as some recognition fell across the other sorcerers faces,

"And when do we know to attack?" The leader of the island of Meridor voiced, Obviously not deterred by Morgana's terrifying presence.

"In a weeks time- First though I must visit an old friend and put the plan in motion-" Morgana answered cheerily as she tilted her head to the side, Her eyes locking with Julius; Who's scarred face radiated fear and a passion for freedom. "The King and soon to be Queen's wedding marks the beginning of a new age-"

"Then and only then will Camelot fall"

Merlin gasped for air as he sat bolt upright; His hands flinging outwards as he threw away the sweat covered sheets which were tangled tightly around him. His eyes wide as he glanced around the room he was in. Seeking its familiarity and comfort that it radiated while his hearts panicked racing slowed. He had had the same dream continuously now, Almost every night it returned yet it was always different, Becoming clearer and longer than the one previous. It was always the same image of Morgana, Julius and Agravaine; each smiling sadistically as they planned the next downfall of Camelot. One which Merlin was prepared to stop.

"Merlin?"

The warlock glanced upwards and found a goofy smile filling his face as the old withered one of his mentor peered up into his room. "Merlin are you okay my boy?" The warlock sighed and brought his hand upwards to his head; His long fingers running freely through his hair and pulling apart the clumps that had formed from the restless night's sleep. Noticing his surrogate sons distress the older man climbed up the stairs slowly, Before sitting beside the young warlock.

"Was it another dream Merlin?"

The warlock nodded slowly, His head turning to the side as he met the eyes of his mentor- "The same one- I think something's going to happen Gaius-"

"You can't be sure Merlin- Your dreams before have been the results of the crystals- You're not a seer-"

"But I'm not oblivious as-well-" Merlin interrupted sharply, His features softening apologetically almost immediately afterwards though. "Could it be true Gaius- Could Morgana be planning another downturn of Camelot-"

"Just as much true as the fact that your dreams could still be originating from your trauma-" Gaius muttered softly as he placed one of his aged hands on his young apprentices shoulders; Aiding yet never feeling the true weight of which were laid upon them. The warlock flinched however as his eyes flickered back over the memories of the attack which had happened three months ago- Arthur had been searching for Julius ever since, Ensuring there was always a guard outside his servants chambers during his month in recovery. It wasn't usual for the warlock to be cared and looked after by others, Yet he took pleasure in his free afternoon's; Looking over Gaius physician books and even memorising a few more powerful spells. Arthur had visited most days; Complaining at his laziness but always returning to the constant question 'Are you okay?', Confirming Merlin's suspicion that the king may actually feel a friendship between them. But then it all changed.

Arthur had proposed to Gwen a month after Merlin's incidence; Taking her and his closest servant out on a ride deep into the forest of Ascetir. It was romantic; Merlin gave him that much but it was also a slight shambles for the king of Camelot. But even though the blonde prat had brought the wrong sized rings, with the wrong design… Gwen had accepted his proposal and their marriage was arranged for another month's time in advance. But that was when the dreams had begun. At first the warlock couldn't identify the witch in the dark clothing, Until a few weeks back. And now… he knew her plan and was determined to end it.

"Gaius- I think Morgana is after Gwen" Merlin stated seriously, Ignoring his mentors previous statement. The old man leaned back slowly; His eyebrows high as he nodded as he tried to believe the statement.

"What did she say?" Gaius questioned as he removed his hand; Careful to keep his voice low and hushed. The raven haired man smiled slightly and turned to face his surrogate father completely, His head leaning inwards as his deep blue orbs locked with the elderly mans.

"Something about visiting an old friend?" Merlin uttered, Gaius frowned and seemed to contemplate for a few seconds, Sighing the warlock shrugged realising that it was probably best that he explained further- "It would make sense Gaius… they were close friends…"

The old man began to nod slowly; Becoming convinced by the younger man's argument. Morgana and Gwen had been close when she had worked at the witch's maid, Yet something still wasn't right about the warlocks theory. However pulling himself from his reverie the old man coughed into his hand as he answered wearily to the young man, "If your right then this is serious Merlin…"

"I know" The warlock echoed as he leaned back and slowly stood upwards; His eyes locking with the small window where the sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon; Its warm heat sending orange and red streaks across the cloudless sky. He was early; But he might as-well make Arthur too considering today was going to be the biggest day of his life.

"You should keep an eye on them-" Gaius stated as he stood upwards and smiled at his mentor, The warlock nodded slowly; His pale face meeting his mentors as they shared a all-knowing glance; Their hands each working away at the fraying edge of their garments. "You should be prepared Merlin… After-all the Kings and Queens wedding is at sundown-"

The warlock nodded and turned back to the window he gazed through constantly. His eyebrows furrowing as a sharp pain sent up his back, His magic reacting instinctively as a bad feeling encompassed his pessimistic mind. "I know-" He echoed again, His feet moving automatically towards the aging wardrobe to change.

Meanwhile on the other side of the kingdom Morgana gazed deep into a scrying bowl; Her hand encompassing a small gold dagger as she hovered it precariously over the image of Merlin. His dark blue eyes looking lifelessly straight towards her. At the sight of such fear a small dark smirk to fill her face, Deciding it was time, she thrusted her dagger downwards into the image, Causing it to dissipate away into nothing. "How you are wrong Merlin…"

"My lady?" Julius questioned as he wandered forwards towards the elegant dark witch, Morgana lifted her head and turned to the man before her, His own face scarred with the previous encounters with the dark side she held.

"Inform Agravaine…Its time-"

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