Hello People.

Everyone that has followed this story since Consequence of Love, I salute you. Here is the ending of this story. This is the last multi-chapter story with a one shot after I have finished this.

For all of you that have just joined this timeline, I would recommend reading Consquence of Love, The Adventure, Green and Custos before reading this or PM me and I will give you a quick overview as that might take you a while.

I hope you all enjoy this first chapter. This is just get get you up to speed to what has happened between Custos and this story, and it is a opportunity to introduce the children as they are now older.

Enjoy :)

Ages for this story

Gorlois – 21
Clarine – 20
Gareth – 18
Lynette – 16
Amhar – 15
Maldue – 13
Isobel – 13

Everything Is Okay

Merlin stood on the battlements and watched the sunrise.

It was the first time he had really had five minutes to himself for a long time. It always gave him some comfort to see the day start. He always found it magical how the sun rose and banished the darkness of night away.

Merlin looked down to see the servants running around, getting everything ready for the day ahead.

It was Lynette's 16th Birthday.

He sighed.

They had tried to keep everything as normal as they could but recently they noticed more scouts on the borders and even some inside it. Arthur keeps telling him not to worry but Merlin can't help it.

The druids are still disappearing and it has been too quite in Esstir. Usually they would kick up a fuss when some new law was in place but they hadn't heard anything from Lot. It put Merlin on edge.

He looked at the sun on more time before leaving the battlements. It was time for his day to start.

"So where would you put your men?" Leon said.

Gorlois studied the map carefully.

"There." He said, pointing to the gap between the rocks. "But I would put archers up on the cliffs beforehand. Use arrows to rain down on them first before sending them in."

"You're sentencing them to their death." Gareth argued. "I would send them over the cliff."

Gorlois looked up at his cousin.

"If you look, the only way they could come through that way would be to go between the cliffs." He lent his elbows on the map. "We would only have access to the cliffs. Put archers up there to try and kill some of them. Once they are in there they will have no other choice but to go backwards because of the way they can go."

Gareth sighed before leaning into the map.

"Suppose you are right." He agreed.

Gorlois looked up at Leon.

"Is that what you would do?"

Leon nodded.

"I would have suspected that you would have used magic as well."

Gorlois smiled.

"Of course. How else am I going to make it rain more arrows than we will have?"

Leon was impressed by how far both of them had come. Gareth was going to be king one day and needed to know how to command an army but Gorlois had always had an eye for detail and sometimes saw things that Leon never did. The ideas that they came up with were good as well. Some of them Leon had actually noted for future reference.

"We should probably get to the train field. Amhar will soon be joining the ranks and we need to make sure that he is prepared."

Gorlois and Gareth followed Leon out.

"Did you ever get this many hairbrushes? I swear they are trying to tell me something." Lynette said.

Clarine couldn't help but laugh. "It probably seems the only acceptable thing other than jewellery."

Lynette joined in with her.

"Seems like you two are having fun." Gwen said as her and Morgana entered the room.

"Lynette was just wondering if someone was trying to tell her something by giving her so many hairbrushes." Clarine said, sitting up straighter.

Morgana enclosed her eldest daughter in a hug.

"Don't worry I still get inundated with them." She said. "Happy Birthday darling."

"Thank you Mother."

"What's the plan for today then?" Clarine asked.

"It's mostly making sure everything is ready for tonight. There is very little to do." Gwen said.

"Amhar is training today before his big test tomorrow. It might be worth going down to see how he is doing." Lynette said.

Morgana smiled. "I wouldn't worry. He is as agile as Arthur was at that age. I should know."

"Of course. That was when you beat him." Gwen remembered.

Morgana put her finger to her lips. "Shhh Gwen, that was meant to be a secret."

The older woman started to laugh.

"Really? You beat father." Clarine said.

"One of my finest moments." Morgana said.

"Well I would like to get out of the castle. Seeing the boys train wouldn't be so bad." Lynette said.

Gwen moved to leave with her daughter and niece when she realised Morgana hadn't moved.

"I'll catch you up." Morgana said, reading the queen's thoughts.

Gwen nodded to her before leaving.

Morgana let her smile drop. She closed her eyes and sighed.

It was becoming harder and harder to stop the thoughts. They had returned to how she could kill Gwen, Arthur and Merlin. She wished they would stop.

Morgana sat down at the table and looked into the mirror. She started to panic when she saw her eyes were black. But as soon as she blinked, they were back to normal.

Morgana had never really worried what Morgause had done to her while she was weak due to the poison. Maybe she was going to find out.

Amhar slid back as he pushed off Gorlois' guard.

Many people had told him that he was as good as his father was at his age. It gave him great pride to think that he was following in Arthur's footsteps. Maybe not directly as he wouldn't be king, but being the best knight in the realm he could deal with.

He still had a lot to learn. He knew that. But Amhar knew he was well on his way of making his father proud of him.

Not that he already was. Arthur had continually showed how proud he was of Amhar, his siblings and his cousins. Amhar loved how close they were as a family.

With a flick of his wrist, Amhar managed to disarm Gorlois and pointed his sword towards his throat. Gorlois went to move forward but stopped as the sword hovered above his Adam's apple.

"You still need to improve." Gorlois joked.

Amhar lowered his sword and embraced his older cousin.

"Don't worry, you will do fine tomorrow. Your father isn't as nimble as he once was."

"I heard that." Arthur shouted from the other side of the field.

Gorlois and Amhar looked at where Arthur's voice came from. Amhar had always enjoyed the friendship that his father and uncle had. He had always hoped to find someone like that. He didn't want someone who would follow him or expect him to follow them. Amhar wanted a friend that would walk by his side as an equal.

"Come on. We better get cleaned up." Gorlois said.

"Isobel Freya! Maldue Owian! What do you think you are doing?!" They heard Morgana shout.

"I don't want to know what they have done and I don't want to be here." Gorlois said, rushing his cousin off the field.

Arthur watched Amhar movements.

He knew what everyone meant now. Wielding a sword to Amhar was like Gorlois using magic. Natural. It scared Arthur slightly as well.

He could easily remember the first time he killed a man. It haunted him for years. Arthur had always tried to be a better father than Uther was. But he grew up when Camelot faced danger from all around. Amhar at least has lived in peace.

"He will be fine."

Arthur jumped at his advisor's voice. "Goddess, Merlin. Do you have to sneak up on me like that?"

Merlin smiled. "Suppose I am still in servant stealth mode."

Arthur started to pretend laugh. "You are so funny Merlin."

They watched as Amhar disarmed Gorlois.

"Don't say it." Arthur said.

"We need to get prepared. I don't like it."

The king sighed. "It could be a good sign."

"When has silence ever been a good sign?" Merlin said.

"Don't worry, you will do fine tomorrow. Your father isn't as nimble as he once was." They heard Gorlois say.

"I heard that." Arthur shouted at them.

Arthur looked at his best friend. "I want it to be a good sign. I need it to be a good sign." He had never seen Merlin looking as old as he did in that moment. "You aren't sleeping again, are you?"

Merlin sighed. "I just feel on edge constantly. I can't help it. My magic is constantly reacting with everything. It just won't rest."

"It will get better."

"Will it?" Merlin said, looking at him.

Arthur had always thought that Merlin was the stronger one of them both. He had gone through so much on his own. But Arthur could see how vulnerable he was. "It will. Trust me."

"With my life." Merlin whispered.

Arthur placed his hand on Merlin's shoulder.

"Isobel Freya! Maldue Owian! What do you think you are doing?!" They heard Morgana shout.

Merlin groaned. "What have they done now?"

"Come on Maldue."

"I am coming." He said, telepathically.

Isobel and Maldue dodged around the people and stalls as they ran though the marketplace. They hoped to get back to the castle before anyone had noticed that they were missing.

"I am blaming you for this."

"Well unless you are going to speak then …" Isobel said, trailing off.

"That isn't fair. You know I want to speak." Maldue sulked.

"It isn't that hard." Isobel said, slowing down so her twin could catch up with her.

"I know it isn't but I just can't."

Maldue wasn't lying. Ever since his sister started to speak, he wished to join her. Just something was always stopping him from making a noise.

As twins, they had to do spells together and they had the same dreams. But Maldue could always remember why he woke in a cold would scream out but by the time their parents had got her, she had forgotten. Maldue didn't want to burden his sister with them. He had seen how his mother was after a dream.

He knew what was coming. The Black Witch would return. But he couldn't warn anyone.

"Come on." Isobel said. "No one will be on the training field that this time."

Maldue followed his sister round.

"Isobel Freya! Maldue Owian! What do you think you are doing?!" Morgana shouted when she saw them.

The twins turned together. They were both covered head to toe in mud.

"Where have you been?" Morgana said, hands on her hips.

"We went for a walk. It was Maldue's idea." Isobel said.

Maldue shook his head and pointed to Isobel.

Morgana let out a shaky sigh. "You know you shouldn't leave the grounds." She said trying to remain calm.

The twins both bowed their head.

"We are sorry mother." Isobel said, on both their behalves. "We felt the druid camp and wanted to see them."

"You are 13. You both need to be more responsible." Morgana said. "Go on. Go and get washed up and changed."

Maldue looked up at his mother and smiled.

"But it doesn't mean you are off the hook. Once you are changed, you are to go to Gaius and Gilli and help them."

Maldue's smile widen slightly. It wasn't a punishment in his eyes. He loved being in the physicain's chambers.

"Really?" Isobel whined.

"Really." Morgana said. "And you better be ready on time for the feast tonight."

The twins stood there for a little longer.

"Well you haven't got all day."

Maldue grabbed his sister's hand and pulled her along before she could say anything.