"I will not rest until all of Camelot bows before me." Morgana shouted across the battle field before riding off with her retreating army. They were words which still haunted everyone who heard them that day.
Morgana's threat was still on the minds of everyone in Camelot, but no one's more than the King. For the past three weeks Arthur woke up and looked out his window to see the trail of destruction Morgana had left in her wake. Then once again her sharp words would echo through his mind. He found himself asking the same question over and over, What happened to you, Morgana? Growing up Morgana had always been so kind and compassionate. She would run around the castle with Gaius, the court physician and pass out flowers to all of his patients.
After learning that she had magic and was not just King Uther's ward, but also his daughter and Arthur's sister, Morgana had become consumed by hatred and darkness. She sought out more power for her quest in revenge against the crimes of their father. She wanted him to pay for lying to her all those years as well as for condemning those with magic to death. Her hatred blinded her from the truth of her actions. She could not see that it was people who used magic as she did, for their own selfish dark deeds that made both Uther and Arthur believe that magic itself was evil and corrupt.
Even after Morgana had killed Uther, her thirst for revenge was still unsatisfied. She vowed to rule over Camelot and bring freedom to all the people who were like her and practiced magic. This last attack on Camelot was quite a blow to the city. Many people lost their homes and whole villages were destroyed. Arthur knew that Morgana meant what she had said as she rode away. It certainly was no idle threat. This was only the beginning.
While looking out the window at the wounded city, Arthur realized this was not a war he could fight alone.
"Merlin!" The King called for his manservant.
Moments later Merlin came stumbling into the King's chambers with a tray of food.
"Good morning, Sire." Merlin hummed as he awkwardly placed the tray down on the nearby table.
Looking over his shoulder at Merlin, Arthur raised a brow at the servant.
"How can someone who has been working as my servant for so long still fumble around like it was his first day?" Arthur asked. Although his tone was belittling Merlin only smiled his usual dopey smile and shrugged. The two of them had actually become such good friends that Arthur truly valued Merlin's company and opinions, " I have written to King Spairon asking him for help in this war against Morgana." Arthur told Merlin.
Merlin listened carefully as he began to make the King's bed.
"King Spairon and my father were good friends, and so when he received my message he offered to spare a good number of his own men to come to Camelot in preparation for another attack from Morgana."
Merlin nodded and opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted when the door to the King's chamber opened, and the person on who stepped through the door spoke out.
"King Spairon has the largest army in the land." Said the beautiful woman who walked into the room. With her long blonde hair tied in a loose braid over her shoulder and her lace robe tied over her nightgown.
"Catarina... Good morning." Arthur greeted his sister with a bright smile.
Princess Catarina smiled and nodded, "If we align with King Spairon there is no way Morgana would dare attack us again."
Both men could see the tears welling up in Princess Catarina's eyes. Morgana's betrayal came as a shock to everyone, but it was hardest for Catarina. Growing up Morgana and Catarina were more then friends. They were sisters, and that was before Morgana learned the truth about who she was.
It was still hard for Catarina to believe that Morgana was the one behind Uther's death and the one leading these attacks against Camelot and her family.
Arthur reached out and took Catarina hands, "With King Spairon's help we will be able to stand against Morgana. We will restore Camelot and protect our people." He said to her trying to comfort her.
"Our father would be proud." Catarina said with a forced smile.
Arthur nodded and thanked her. Then he told Merlin that the new Knights sent by King Spairon would be arriving today. They would have a feast in celebration of the Knights arrival.
With his lists of tasks to prepare for the feast, Merlin left the King and his sister to discuss the arrival of the new Knights. Making his way down the long corridors and narrow stairwells he traveled through the servant quarters unit he arrived at a small wooden door.
As Merlin pushed open the door and listened to the high pitched squeaking, Gaius turned away from his work bench.
"Ah, there you are, Merlin." Gaius greeted Merlin, "I am just working on a draft for Princess Catarina. Where have you been?"
"Arthur has given me this list of things to get ready for the arrival of the new Knights." Merlin held out the list to show Gaius.
Gaius glanced over the list then handed it back to Merlin. There was a lot of work to be done before the feast.
"Sir Rolsen arrived just a short while ago. I believe he is also one of King Spairon's men."
Merlin nodded, and suddenly Gaius noticed how quiet the boy was being. It was unlike Merlin to hold his tough. Gaius put down the potions he was working with and sat beside Merlin who was staring intensely at the list.
"Merlin, what's the matter?" Gaius asked.
Without looking up at the old physician, Merlin sighed. He pursed his lips together in deep concentration.
"Just staring at that list won't make the things on it randomly disappear." He teased. When Merlin did not look up at him, Gaius nudged him in an effort to get him to talk a bit.
"I just keep thinking about the wolf." Merlin finally confessed.
"The one from your dream?" Gaius said knowingly.
Merlin nodded, "I just keep thinking it means something. I have had the same dream every night for the past three weeks. Since the attack on Camelot. That can't be a coincidence, Gaius."
The old physician looked around the small room to be sure no one was around and that no one would overhear them. Magic had been ban in Camelot under Uther's rule. Since becoming King, Arthur had not revoked the laws against magic. Leaving people like Morgana living in a dangerous world, but of course not everyone with magic carried the same darkness in them that Morgana had. There were also people like Merlin who had magic but used it for good. Because of the ban on magic Merlin had to keep his magic secret from everyone but Gaius.
"Gaius, I know these dreams are a sign of something. They are no ordinary dreams." Merlin insisted.
Gaius patted Merlin's hand and sighed. There was no way to know for sure if the dreams were a sign of something. All he could do was advise Merlin to focus on real life and leave his dreams for when he is asleep.
"You have a lot to do before the feast tonight. You best get to work." Gaius said as he ushered Merlin toward the door.