A/N: I swore to god that I would not post a chapter until the whole thing was typed. Who the hell was I kidding? On the plus side the story is all thought out, outlined, given a rough draft and it just needs to be shaken off a bit, betead and then it would be good to go! I've also promised myself that I would not post a chapter until I finished another. Which is why this is going up since chapter two is now done and just needs to be sent off to my lovely beta! So here you all go my new story! For some reason I am stupidly proud of it though I have no idea why since it is not amazing or anything but it is my baby! enough rambling for now! Drum roll please!
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"I am sorry your majesties, but there is nothing that I can do for your son. The fall that he took is going to kill him." The sorresses Nimhue looked down gravely at the dying Prince. Queen Ygraine covered her mouth and let out a sob. The King however yelled at her. "No! I will not except this. There must be something that you can do. Something anything that you can do have you talked to your king?" She shook her head. "I have and he sends his apologies he also has a son your son's age and understand your pain. But there is nothing that I can do for you that will cause more grief." Uther looked at her sharply. "So there is something that you can do."
"Just because there is something that I can do does not meant that I will do." Uther slammed his hands down on the table. "I do not care if you will not do. I command you to do it if you do not have the power to do then find someone to do it for you." Nimhue looked offended. "I am a High Priestess of course I have the power to do it."
"Then do it." Uther growled.
"King Uther the consequences of this are very server."
"I am King! That is my son who is dying! My four year old son is dying!" Ygraine placed her hand on his shoulder. "Uther perhaps we should listen to what the High Priestess is saying." "No Ygraine she will save Arthur no matter the costs." Nimhue stood tall. "Very well your majesty I just hope you remember your words later on."
King Balinor and his wife looked up when Nimhue stormed into their room. "Where is Prince Merlin?" She demanded. Queen Hunith frowned. "In his room asleep of course it is late."
"Good." Was all she said before hurling a fireball at a vase sitting on a table. The vase shattered and shards rained down onto the floor. "Nimhue!" Balinor roared. "Control yourself." He waved his hand dismissing the guards that came charging into the room. "Control myself?" She hissed. "Control that blasted King Uther! My King I have come with grave news and to plead your forgiveness also." Balinor sat down with a sigh. "What have you done now Nimhue?"
"I have…traded a life for that of Arthur's. When I told the King and Queen that he would not recover they were most distraught and begged me to do something I said there was nothing I could do without causing more grief. He commanded me to do it anyway and as I was bonded to do so I did. No doubt they will see the change tomorrow." Hunith gasped. "Nimhue you did not."
"My Queen I had no choice surely you understand!" She nodded yes, but said no more. Balinor now spoke. "Nimhue you did indeed have a choice. Bond you may be, but you know that if any King demands something of you that would break our laws you are no longer bond." He gave her a solmon look.
"But you did not did you? Nimhue you have been unhappy with my choice to ban that type of magic and I know you have voiced your displeasure about it, however I have over looked it due to our long years together, but this. This I cannot over look. You have deliberately broke one of my laws and have potently put us at the mercy of another powerful kingdom that is right at our borders. We have been at odds with Camelot for many years and I hoped that this would help ease that tension and Nimhue I can only hope for our sake that the gods to not take the life of someone important. Despite all that you have broken one of our laws and must be punished." He stood and power radiated from him. "Kneel." Nimhue tried to speak. "Your majesty I-"
"Kneel." She did. "Nimhue High Priestesses of the Old religion you have broken one of the kingdom's laws. Because of this you will be punished. Your crime is grieve despite your best intentions. You shall be stripped of your title of high priestesses and forever banished from the Kingdom of Elador. You have until sunset tomorrow to say your goodbyes and leave."
That morning the grieving bells rang out through out the Kingdom of Camelot though as the people thought it was for the young prince heir that was not the case. No it was for the kind Queen Ygraine. Doors were shut, windows barred and children too young to understand what was going were hushed. Inside the castle a king was holed up inside a castle trying to convince his council to let him go all-out war on the kingdom of Elador. He just sat there with a scowl on his face as they shouted at him all the statics on why it was a bad idea to go to war with a kingdom that was a prodemetly a magic kingdom. They even had dragons on their side. Granted it was only one that was old enough to help them fight one lone dragon could bring them to their knees. "Sire! A messenger hawk from the kingdom of Elador is here." A guard opened the door to the council room also letting in the bird. "What a strange bird…" One council member muttered but Uther ignored him in favor of the tiny scroll that the bird carried. Once it was in his hands the scroll enlarged. Uther recognized the seal of Balinor. So it was a personal letter than. He broke the seal and unrolled it.
Dear King Uther, I am so sorry for the loss of your wife and can only hope that you have no ill wishes against my kingdom. I know it is too much to ask not have them against my priestess or I. I know what she has done is unforgivable but it was not her choice to let your wife die in the place of your son. The gods have chosen her. Despite that what she has down is against our laws and she was not bond to do as you commanded her to do. So what she has done she has done was on her own free will. She has been punished severely and I hope you take this into consideration. However if you decide to go to open war we will not take it lying down. I know that you are hurting for I have a wife and son also so I can understand your grief. Do not let it could your judgment.
Sincerely,
King Balinor of Elador, Dragonlord and High Priest of the Old Religion
Uther leaned back into his chair deep in thought. His councilors were right. It would be foolish to go to open war with Elador but something must be done. "From this moment on words magic is no longer welcome in Camelot. All magic users are forever banished from the kingdom as are their families. If they are found in this kingdom after sunset this day they will be executed. That is my law make it be known."
A/N2: Annnnnd it is another author's note. Oh well I'll keep it short. Y'all are going to have to make sure all names of places and people are spelt correctly as word may or may not have auto corrected or I just couldn't spell them right. Leave comments, thoughts ect ect in a review even if you don't bother following or favoriting. Flames will only be used for entertainment. Seriously they make me laugh.