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'M'- Merlin's POV
'A'- Arthur's POV
'G'- Gaius' POV
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Chapter 2
M:
Night had fallen and Merlin could hear Morgana and her mercenaries leaving the tower he lay on top of. Tears streaked down his face in mourning of the brave druid woman that had given her life for his.
When he was sure everyone had gone, he stumbled and tripped his way down the tower steps and into the forest below. He was saddened by the discovery that they had taken Finna's body but knew that, like the rest, he had no time or freedom to mourn her.
The warlock could feel the loss of blood weakening his body. Finding, a branch strong enough to support his weight, Merlin began his journey home. He didn't make it far. He wasn't even halfway home when his legs gave out and his world gave way to darkness.
A:
Arthur refused to stop the search for Merlin, even when night came, because he didn't want to miss any sign of his frien- er, servant. The light of the full moon would have to be enough. Even the level-headed Leon couldn't sway him.
The king listened and watched for any movement in the still forest. It took several hours, but his vigilance was rewarded as he caught sight of a fallen figure in a small clearing. Moonlight shone on his ebony hair, but the light wasn't enough to tell if his friend was breathing or not.
"Hold!" Arthur shouted, holding up a fist to halt the searching knights around him. He swiftly dismounted and ran towards Merlin, Gwaine close behind him.
"Merlin!" the king cried as he rolled the servant over. Arthur smelled the blood just before he saw it. Appearing black in the moonlight, it covered his entire stomach. The blonde panicked and almost slammed his ear to Merlin's chest, only relaxing slightly when he heard the faint, weakened heartbeat. Terrified for the man he considered a brother, he looked over at Gwaine who was just on the other side of Merlin.
"He's alive, but we need to get him home now." The knight nodded and stood, walking around the two men.
"We leave for Camelot now!"
As the other knights brought the horses closer and began to mount, Arthur talked to his best friend.
"Too lazy to get yourself home, Merlin, as usual. If you weren't such an idiot, these things would never happen. Just wake up, dollophead. Help me out here." Merlin groaned in pain as his king lifted him off of the ground. Quieter now, Arthur spoke again:
"Don't worry, though. I can carry you. I can always carry you."