DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN MERLIN
Uther smiled happily and stared at the piles of gold and jewels that surrounded him. Though he couldn't escape the heat that emanated off the pyres where many sorcerers were being lead to their fiery deaths, some including Morgaus, Nimueh, even Merlin. He scoffed at the idea of being such a powerful sorcerer and being such a complete idiot as well. Shrugging, he smiled as he watched torment twist the faces of many being lead the flames that started to lick their ankles.
Screams filled the air and that, to Uther Pendragon, was power of the highest standard. No longer would his enemies question his abilities. No longer would druids threaten to corrupt his people with magic. He ordered another magician to the pyre easily. It seamed as easy as one…two…three…! Nothing could stand in his way now. He was all powerful. All ruling. King of the world.
Uther laughed, staring at the paper. "That's good. That's really good."
One of his courtiers took the paper as Arthur walked in. Uther rolled his eyes. Back to the problems of the real world.
A/N- I was watching the Mark of Nimueh with my mom and at the end Uther is reading something and laughing so I go. "He's reading a fanfiction." XD Lemme know