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I'm so happy you all like the story so far! Your kinds words are so encouraging! I just hope I can deliver! A lot have been asking about Merlin, and I promise, you will see why he wasn't with Arthur when he was taken ;)

Camelot is which way?

Arthur was back in Camelot. He sat on his window sill looking out over the kingdom he had left so long ago. He couldn't believe what had happened. 'What am I going to do?' He thought before there was a heavy knock at his door. "Come in" he mumbled.

There come light but clumsy footsteps towards where the Prince sat. Arthur Smiled knowing who approached.

"Arthur Pendragon! You little clot poll!" He whispered in an angry tone.

With a heavy sigh Arthur turned to see a very red faced Merlin standing with his arms folded around his chest.

Back in Ealdor.

The house had never been so quiet. While the small village walked on egg shells around the house no one dared to enter. Gwen couldn't believe what had happened. 'How am I going to do this?' She thought. Since Arthur had left, she had not moved from the corner of their living room.

Elyan had little Tommy in his arms rocking him to sleep, while sitting on his parent's bed. Little Gwaine had cried himself to sleep asking where Daddy was, but all the 14 year old could do was to tell him everything was going to be ok. Finally Tommy was a sleep as he was laid into his basinet.

Elyan looked at his family. His baby brothers' hearts were breaking slowing, missing their father, while his mother sat already broken in the living room.

Elyan knew those flags were from Camelot but he didn't know more than that. He couldn't think as to why such a large amount of Knights would come to claim his father in the first place. 'Did he really run away to be with mom, or did he run away from something else?' The young man thought.

He slowly began to pace in the small room processing what he knew. 'Father was taken.' Obviously he thought 'but why? The flags were from Camelot…Where Father said he was raised… Father said he was a nobleman but… not even a nobleman would afford that magnitude of search party…' Elyan's pacing stopped as a shimmering object in the corner of the room, caught his gaze.

Elyan slowly approached the sword that lay against the nightstand by the bed. Kneeling down he noticed writing on the sword he had not seen before. "Take me up" He read out loud.

Slowly he picked up the sword, and instantly felt a surge of energy run through his body. The sword should have been heavier, but it was so slight. For the first time Elyan really looked at the sword.

The worn handle had traces of dried blood encrusted on the leather. A dull yellow torn ribbon hung limply, with a red one in the same condition. On the hilt of the handle Elyan saw the same dragon that flowed on the flags of Camelot.

As Elyan flip it over he read the other side "Cast me away." Realization found roots in his mind. 'Had Father stolen this sword?' a sword this nice did not just belong to some noble family. Elyan knew that much. 'Maybe father stole the sword and ran with mother. To Ealdor.' But he knew he was missing something. A key point but his concentration was broken when Gwaine slowly rose from his slumber.

Elyan put down the sword gently and felt the power leave his body, making him stumble. But he regained his wits and walked to his brother.

"Ely? Do you think those bad men will ever bring Daddy back home?" His little brown eyes were drenched with tears. Elyan's heart wrenched for him, and that's when it hit. He knew what he had to do.

He kneeled in front of Gwaine and looked him deep in the eyes. "Brother. I promise you, Father will return."

"How do you know?" Gwaine asked whipping his tears.

Elyan smiled at his brother "Because I'm going to go get him." Instantly Elyan got up from the ground and found a piece of his mother's fabric. He laid it out on the ground and quietly walked to the kitchen and took bread, and a few potatoes. He put them in the center of the cloth.

"Ely?" Gwaine asked holding onto a little piece of paper, and a quill. "Will you give this to Daddy when you find him?"

With a small smile he took the paper and folded it before placing the note inside the pocket of his loose brown trousers.

Elyan tied the corners and flung it over the stick that once belonged to the broom. When he got to the door to exit, the same shimmer came from the sword on the bed. He looked towards the weapon and felt like he was being pulled towards it.

When he approached he read "Take me up." He once again took up his Father's sword and he heard it hum. He could see why the sword would be so precious to someone. Elyan walked towards the backdoor, sliding past his mother who was crying softly with her head in her lap.

"Ely." Came Gwaine's whisper "I love you. And don't forget about my note."

Elyan laughed softly "I love you too. And I promise I will give it to him. Look after Mommy, and Tommy ok? You're the man of the house now."

Gwaine puffed out his chest, and nodded to his older brother before Elyan closed the wooden door and walked into the forest, before realizing 'How do I even get to Camelot?'

How was it? I know you all want to hear about Merlin, so I tried to mention him, but the next chapter is about Him and Arthur so you will see why he wasn't in Ealdor when Arthur was found. Please read and review! HOPE YOU LIKED IT!