Prologue

So I wrote this mean while I keep my other stories. It is a slash between Mordred and Merlin so you have been warned. So I will be updating as soon as possible and please your leave your revies and comments about it :D

Morgana couldn´t stop crying. Standing on her window she couldn´t walk away from this execution. Merlin was standing next to her with his eyes over Arthur and his father, king Uther.

"This can´t be happening." whispered the witch as she tried to control her sobbing. Merlin just nodded.

The whole city was observing the execution like if it was a show. Plenty of them were screaming at the wizard and some even threw him food and stuff. The man; a young man, was standing in the middle of the platform with his hands tied up and staring directly to Uther as the other one kept his speech about how sorcery was bad and dangerous.

"Do you want to say anything?" asked the king to the man. Everyone stood quiet as they waited for the man´s words.

"I pity you." that was all he said.

Merlin bit his lip as the guard made him kneel and then placed his head in a wood "table" in front of a basket. Uther raised his hand and then he let it fall giving the order to end the man´s life. Merlin was able to close his eyes but Morgana couldn´t so she saw when the man´s head was cut from his body. She turned disgusted and then she stared again to Merlin that had his eyes still closed.

"Merlin, he is going to kill him." Morgana´s eyes were filled with tears and her bottom lip was shaking. Merlin finally opened his eyes and tried to think of anything. He wanted to make Morgana stop crying and caring but he knew that the relation between her and the druid boy couldn´t break. Also, he knew that it was the easier way to keep Arthur safe but when he saw little Mordred being pushed to the platform he couldn´t keep himself of being guilty. After all, he had convinced Arthur to look at Morgana´s chambers again after he had talked to the dragon.

The young druid stood in the middle of the platform as he looked around scared. His hands were also tied but there wasn´t as much security around him like with the man. The kid wasn´t crying or begging for mercy like other people but he looked worried. The people of Camelot wasn´t screaming anymore, they were quiet as they murmured between each other. This was the first time one kid was condemned to death. Looking around the audience it looked like if he was searching for someone, for something.

"You have anything to say?" asked Uther as calm as always; ignoring the whispers around him.

"I am so sorry." said the kid with cold voice. For a moment Merlin felt the urge to ask him for what.

The answered appeared quite quickly when the sword of the guard started floating in the air and then landed over the guard´s chest. In that moment everyone started screaming and pushing around as they tried to get away from Mordred. Morgana jumped and ran toward the door worried. Merlin, anticipating Morgana´s move ran toward the door too and locked it before she could leave the room.

"What do you think are you doing?" she screamed annoyed. "I have to help him. The guards will kill him!"

"You interfering or not is not going to change anything! He will be able to escape." Merlin wasn´t able to believe in his own lie.

"He is just a kid!"

"He is a druid! A strong one and…" he left the sentence unfinished as he heard a loud crack and then the noise of metal against the floor. Morgana and he ran toward the window again just to find the entrance door broken in half. Morgana sighed relieved. Merlin bit his lip worried. Now Mordred was free and so was the chance of Mordred killing Arthur soon. Well, maybe not that soon but there was the chance, maybe later, when both of them were older or maybe…maybe the dragon was wrong. After all, destiny is not written in stone…Right?