Thanks to: luvinhp92 (Yeah, I found that too. So this is kinda a fix-it fanfic too...just not completely xD), Moon Fox (yeah, loved that bit too :3 Will go into that here further xD), flyaway213 (well here you go :D), Black Gloves (thank you very much and here you go :)), neonnightshell (you're welcome :3), Benjaminjonathan (yeah, why?! T_T), polzie44 (here you go :)and Guest (that's nice to hear :)) for their reviews! You lovely people you :3 Here you go, I'm doing more of it xD.
Disclaimer: Merlin doesn't belong to me but to the bbc.
A/N: Yeah, I decided to continue it. Because I'm still not over that final. And I need to get this out of my system. This time, I addressed the issue of Gwaine's death. I'm going to make this a slight AU fanfiction so if you don't like that, you should probably not continue reading.
Because I understand why Arthur had to die...in a way. But Gwaine? Come on, his death was just an act of spitting in our faces and saying "HA! There goes your favourite character!". So I decided that he was still alive when Percival left him and Percival came back for him, bringing him to Camelot, if not for healing, then for proper burial. I also think that Merlin needs Gwaine now more than anytime during the entire show. Because now that Arthur's gone, he needs his best friends and that makes it like this to me: Gwen (Sister), Gaius (father) and Gaine (Brother). Arthur's his soulmate. If you see it platonic or romantic, after the last episode, there's no denying that they love each other. So if you lose the lover, you need the rest of your family with you.
Then here you go I guess :) Hope you like it! ^^
02. Don't you dare to change
„So you're telling us that Arthur is basically not really dead…"
"And you're planning on waiting for him until he returns?" on both Percival's and Leon's Questions, Merlin just nodded, his gaze still sitting on the table just so he was able to hold himself together and not start bawling or crying again. His eyes were red enough already, they could probably guess how he was feeling about all of this. Still, he didn't need to embarrass himself any further.
"Merlin, how long is that going to be?", Gaius asked carefully, leaning forward and trying to make Merlin look at him. But the boy just shook his head and kept staring at the table, turning his head away even more.
"I don't know…ten years, a hundred…a thousand?" he asked while pressing a sarcastic laugh through his full lips. Gaius lifted his famous eyebrow and wanted to say more but Gwen lifted her hand to make him stop. She now leaned forward herself, stroking Merlin's hand on the table with her own, smiling kindly.
"But Merlin. That's not really possible. How are you supposed to be there if he's to rise in a thousand years to come? You may be a sorcerer but you're still just one man and you still have just one lifetime….right?" she was suddenly unsure during her talk, just by the way Merlin's gaze was turning more painful as she spoke, as if this was the really difficult part of their conversation. The knights, Gaius und Gwen were sitting with him in the royal chambers, as he had asked the day before. It was shortly after sunrise and Gwen was pretty sure that Merlin hadn't slept all night. Not that she had really slept herself. The knights didn't look much better either. The sorcerer took a deep breath. The beginning of this round had contained the confession of Merlin admitting to his biggest secret. Gwen and Gaius had already known but Percival ad Leon had reacted rather surprised, of course. Leon was about to attack and Percival just stood there, staring at Merlin. He then just sat down and shrugged.
"Fine with me.", he said. Leon stared at him, teeth still pressed together and hand still at his sword. His gaze flew over Gaius and Gwen, who both made no movement to act against Merlin in any way. What the heck was wrong with them?
"What?! Don't you know how evil sorcerers can be? Haven't you seen enough of Morgana to know that? He could have been working with her all this time!" he accused and Merlin tried to keep a straight face at that accusation. He couldn't resist lifting an eyebrow though. Seriously? Percival just laughed dryly.
"Leon. Come on. You know Merlin. No evil bone in his body. There's no way he worked with Morgana. I even bet he was the one to kill her at the lake. I saw two horses at the Lake and if I hear correctly, Arthur wasn't really in any position to stab anybody." He reasoned. Leon relaxed a little, staring at Merlin in wonder. Gwen then spoke up, her voice kind.
"Weren't you once saved by the druids with the cup of life? There are kind magic bearers out there, Leon. You should know that.", that explained why she wasn't shocked. She had already known. In secret, Leon wondered for how long. He sat down heavily on the chair at the wooden table and huffed.
"Well yeah…of course. I'm sorry, Merlin. I suppose…I served too long under Uther, hunting down sorcerers…" he admitted, coughing slightly. Merlin had just shrugged and even smiled a bit.
"It's okay. Seriously, you're all reacting far calmer than I awaited. Even Arthur-" he cut himself off and looked down. Gwen had let him calm himself before then asking what exactly had happened. She had wanted to know all Merlin could tell, didn't force him to say anything he didn't want to. He admitted to having murdered Morgana with Excalibur, which was forged in a dragon's breath. He also admitted to actually being a Dragonlord –the last one mind you- and having tried to summon Kilgarrah, the great dragon to help him save Arthur before it was too late. But the dragon had told him that Arthur could not be saved. Yet. That he would rise again when Albion needed him most. The once and future king. And that he, Emrys, would wait for him to do so. That's how they got to this point but Merlin still didn't feel ready. Even so, he tried.
"I…look, I have my ways." He explained, trying to stay calm. He couldn't very well just say 'Oh yeah, by the way. I'm not only a Dragonlord and the most powerful sorcerer to ever walk the earth, I'm also freaking immortal! No big deal.' Gaius again raised an eyebrow.
"Merlin…what exactly happened in the Crystal Cave?" alright. And again, Gaius had nailed the question to the center of the problem. Was that another one of his talents? Probably. Merlin just sighed but before he could answer, Leon spoke up.
"What is a crystal cave?" he asked, blinking. Gaius quickly turned to him, having his teacher expression on as if Leon was a child that needed teaching the basics.
"It's a place in the valley of the fallen kings. It is said in the old tales that it is the place were magic began. Where everything started.", he said.
"So that's where you went before the battle?", Gwen asked, gasping. She finally started to put the pieces together. Finding out about what Merlin had been up to distracted her from the loss filling her heart and it was a good feeling. Well, better than grieving at night, all on her own in that giant bed… Merlin just nodded.
"Yes. Morgana had stolen my magic." The servant pronounced the sentence as if it was poison on his tongue. Gwen also thought she saw a hint of fear in his eyes while saying so. Oh god, it must have been terrible for him to be ridden of his power. He probably really relied on it…
"I couldn't help Arthur without it so I made my way there. But Morgana found out through her spy and she came there to trap me. It was only by luck I actually found my way to the center of the cave. I…got my magic back but more than that. The cave showed me pictures of the battle and how Arthur could be outflanked. So I sent him a dream message. That's how he knew about the path in the mountains, yes. I was also shown a way to survive until the day Arthur returns. However long it'll take, I will be there to wait for him." He finished the topic with the tone that finished his sentence. The others didn't press any further. It didn't need to be said. They all concluded what that would mean. Gaius briefly wondered if Merlin would age at all from now on. He was not even 30…would he stay 30 for the rest of eternity? Well that would sure look odd. The physician was sure he'd think of something to prevent that.
Suddenly, Gwen also understood why he had wanted to leave Camelot. He had still made it his purpose in life to serve Arthur. Without him, Camelot was not as much of a home to him as it was before. And since he would have to wait that long, without aging probably, he would have to see them all die. It was the hard but simple truth. If he stayed here, he'd watch even more of his friends die right before him. This time though, maybe not by a sword but simply by age. She had to cover her mouth to prevent herself from starting to cry again. This was just too cruel. Not only had Merlin done everything for Arthur, tried everything to keep him alive and prevent his death from happening, he had also both failed and succeeded, damning himself to a immortal life of waiting for his friend to return to him. She held her stomach and let out a small whine, unable to contain herself. Gaius reached out and gently stroked her shoulder with his hand while he himself kept his gaze on Merlin, who was still finding the table extremely interesting. They sat there in silence for far too long. Finally, Merlin stood up all of a sudden, walking over to the bed and fiddled with the unruly sheets that Gwen had left that way since she really had had other things on her mind that wondering about when to make her bed. They all watched him with different things running through their mind. Different stages of admiring and wonder, Percival mainly putting pieces together that were now finally making sense to him. Branches falling on their enemies, enemies dropping their weapons for no apparent reason, Arthur always getting back to Camelot alive, no matter how fatal the wound, how they were able to conquer Camelot back from an army of immortal soldiers with just a handful of men, …so many things finally made some sense that they hadn't had before and he hadn't even realized they lacked. How must this have been for Arthur, knowing Merlin even longer than him and being even closer to the boy? All of their thoughts were interrupted, when Merlin was ready with the bed and looking up to them, having a casual mask on his face, pretending to be totally fine. Oh god, it was painful to watch him like this, really.
"Where is Gwaine, by the way? I haven't seen him since I said goodbye to him at the Crystal C-" he stopped himself upon seeing their faces suddenly fall, even Gaius'. Merlin shook his head in disbelieve.
"No…no, not him too! W-what happened? He wouldn't let himself be killed by some random Saxon!", Merlin demanded an answer to that question and stared at them one after another. Percival was the one to speak up. After all, he knew the most about what actually happened.
"He and I went after Morgana. We…we thought we could finally put an end to her. Of course she defeated us and she…she tortured him, I think with that snake she once used on Elyan too. He..he was screaming and he must have given in. His…his last words to me were that he thought he failed. He's not woken up ever since. Gaius says there's nothing he can do." He didn't look up, the mood that Merlin was in was almost sensible, he didn't need to look up to see that he was becoming very angry. His fists were balled and he glittered his teeth.
"NO! God, Percival! You should have known not to go after her! She was my goddamn responsibility!", he yelled at the knight, not a tiny bit afraid of him. Why would he? Percival now saw why he had never been afraid or respectful of any of them, not even Arthur. He could take them apart with just a gaze of those startling blue eyes. One word and they would be at his mercy. Of course he was loyal and always good natured so he would never do that but he had never had this level of respect and that hint of being afraid of his master any normal servant had.
"How were we supposed to know!? Gwaine was in so much rage because we had no idea what happened to you or why she chose to spy on Gwaine of all people to get information on Arthur! We didn't care who she was, this just had to end! And how is she your responsibility, it's hardly your fault she's turned evil and corrupted!", he defended himself, now also standing up. He was of course far taller than Merlin was and also on the other side of the room. Still, he couldn't help but wonder what Merlin could actually do when he was really angry. At his words, the servant suddenly became very quiet. He pressed his lips together and cursed something under his breath. Then he looked up at Gaius.
"Where is he?", he demanded with a steady voice but one could hear the shake in it when listening closely.
"Merlin, there's nothing you can do. The damage to the brain is far too great, he won't make it through the da-"
"Gaius, just tell me where he is!" he pressed further, this time angrier. Gaius sighed heavily and nodded.
"In my chambers.", he finally admitted. And in a heartbeat, Merlin was already out the door, slamming the wooden planks shut behind him. Everything was quiet again. Then, at Percival's confused gazed, Gaius explained.
"He blames himself for Morgana and how she turned out to become. She confided in him when she discovered her powers. He thinks that if he may have told her, she may not have turned out as she did. That's why he had always thought it was his responsibility to end her and his fault whenever she attacked any of his friends." He sighed sadly but Gwen shook her head.
"But..that's hardly his fault, really! If he would have told her she would have probably just killed him sooner! Morgana had confided in Morgause, there was no way to turn fate around in what became of her. One way or another, the thought of her having magic and Uther hating her because of it just corrupted her. That's not Merlin's fault!" she reasoned. Gaius and Leon just nodded in agreement.
"I've tried to reason with him many times because of this. He just doesn't listen. And I fear he will also blame himself for Mordred turning on them and Arthur's death because of it no matter what I may say. I…should go look what he's up to." He finally said and stood up. To his surprise, Gwen also rose.
"I'm going with you. Leon, Percival, would you define the knight duties for today in my stead?" she asked kindly and Leon nodded in respect.
"Of course, my Lady.", he said before they all left the room together, Gaius and Gwen on their way to Gaius' chambers while Leon and Percival strode to the knight's quarters. Upon their arrival in the physician's chambers, they saw Merlin sitting on a chair next to the bed, leaning over Gwaine, holding a hand over his forehead, his own was in a worried frown while he looked like he would break down in tears again any moment. Gaius put a hand on his shoulder and Gwen made her way to the other side of the bed, sitting down on the bench there. Gwaine, dressed in a white tunic but half concealed by the sheets of the bed, looked really pale, unnaturally. Almost dead already, if Gwen was honest. His face still looked in pain though, his fists clenching the sheets and sweat pouring down his handsome features.
"You're right, Gaius. T-the damage is really great." He sighed and sat back in the chair, running his hands through his hair furiously. He looked so desperate. And that's what he was. First Arthur, now Gwaine as well…he couldn't just let another friend die directly before him. He just…couldn't.
"There has to be a way." He mumbled, searching in his memory for a spell that would do this much damage justice. He had healed Arthur from a deadly poison god damn it! There had to be a way to save Gwaine. Something…
"Merlin…I tried everything, believe me.", Gaius tried to calm the young man while Gwen was watching the two of them with concern in her beautiful features. She carefully put a hand of her own on Gwaine's and tried to find a pulse. There was one but it was really, really weak. Whatever Morgana had done, it was fatal. Maybe it was even a miracle that he was still alive at all.
"Yeah well, Gaius. I wasn't suggesting a normal method and you know that. There has to be a spell…" he said, searching through his memories.
"Should I get your book from your chamber?", Gaius asked carefully, surprised by the snap in his ward's voice. But Merlin just shook his head.
"No, I know it by heart for a long time now. There's nothing in there.", he said, sure of himself. A cure for the torture of the Nathair…oh if he only had a proper book for magic healing! Gaius mainly had books about magic of the old religion, yes. But he was told that he had to put away all his old books…..wait.
"Gaius. What of the books of healing you once possessed? Where are they?", he asked in a haste, wanting this to be done as quickly as possible. Gwaine didn't have much time. Really not much. Gaius was a little startled though. He spoke slowly, making Merlin even more anxious.
"In the vault, Merlin. They were either burned or kept down in the vaults so nobody could get to them. So many books about magic…" he mused, it dawned on him what Merlin had planned. The sorcerer looked up to the queen, sitting on the other side of the bed.
"Gwen. Were you serious when you said you would consider lifting the ban on magic?", he asked and his eyes were almost shining with that old shimmer Gwen knew so well. She mustered a smile as well.
"Of course I meant it. Why would I lie to you?", she asked. Then she added: "Do you need the keys to the vaults? I can get them from my-"
"No, no. I don't need any keys. Just need your permission. You know, in case I'm asked." Gwen nodded and took off the ring with the royal seal from around her neck where it hung in between her breasts. Merlin and Gaius of course turned their gazes away but Merlin took the ring with gratitude. "Here. Take good care of it. But I know you will. The guards will never question you if you're carrying that. Good luck." She said and Merlin nodded again before storming off in the other direction.
He stormed through the corridors as if his life depended on it. Well, not his but Gwaine's. And he wouldn't just let him die. He was lucky he even made it to Camelot again. Percival was a good friend to still carry him here in this state even though it seemed hopeless. But he was here now. He was supposed to be the most powerful sorcerer to ever life. If he couldn't do something about it, nobody probably could.
Finally, he arrived in the dungions. They were patrolled and guarded but as they saw the royal seal, they let the urgent warlock through pretty quickly. He opened the doors with his magic, not caring if the guards saw and searched through the separate prison cells to see where he could find the pillars and pillars of magic books. He found them pretty quickly, piled up in a corner, forgotten, unimportant. But not any longer. His full lips formed a smile and he let them fly over to him in a heartbeat, piling them up in his arms with no problem. He didn't take the time to look through them, just made sure all he carried were healing books and then made his way back to the entrance, jogging. He locked the lock again behind him with another flash of golden eyes and trashed past the slightly confused guards, who were probably wondering why he hurried so much when he was just carrying books.
Arriving back at Gaius' chambers, he dropped the pile of books on the table, that had gone a few inches over his head and with a flash of his eyes, he lined them up around them and flung them open, stretching his hands out. Gwen, still sitting by Gwaine's side, watched him with widened eyes. It was the first time she actually saw him doing magic in front of her –despite the rock crushing thing yesterday- and it felt so different from the day before. Like this was actually him, all natural and acting as if it was a part of who he was. Which was most probably the case. Gaius also turned around but caught himself one of the books, making himself useful by filing through them. With surprise, Gwen saw the royal seal flying through the air towards her, hovering before her until she finally got the message and took it back into her hands.
"Er, thanks, Merlin.", she stuttered. Oh she'd take ages to get used to this, really. Several minutes passed, in which Gaius frequently checked Gwaine's pulse and temperature and Gwen renewed the wet cloth on his forehead as she had done with Merlin so many years back in the very same bed. Suddenly, a yell made from Merlin made them all jump.
"Got it! Oh god, that's complicated.", he toned down and walked over to them with the book in his hands, carefully placing it against Gwaine's legs on the bed. There was a drawing of a snake on the top of the page and below it, a text in a language Gwen had never even read or heard of before. Merlin mumbled under his breath and turned to Gaius.
"I need…Primrose and…vinegar. Mix it to a tincture.", he looked up to Gaius pleadingly, his tone of command and anger from before was completely gone. Gaius nodded and got to work, quickly returning with the green liquid in his hands, which he handed his ward with a nod. He took it and put his finger inside it, smearing it onto Gwaine's temples. Then he took the cloth from his forehead and poured the potion onto it, placing it back on his head. Finally, he made his way to the end of the bed, placed his hands on both sides of Gwain's forehead and let his eyes glow to let the book hover before him so he could read. And he began to chant.
"Oh dduwies triphlyg, yn rhoi cryfder i mi wella hyn enaid gwael. Glir ei feddwl ac yn adfer ei oleuni. Helpwch y cynnydd hwn ddyn teg unwaith eto.", while Merlin was speaking, his hands began to glow. Strands of golden light emitted from between his fingers and the liquid on Gwaine's forehead also glowed, from it more golden threads began to emit and wrapped itself around the knight's head, then his neck and finally his upper and lower body. The whole bed was filled with golden light strings that seemed to sink into Gwaine's body and came back out, spinning a net that seemed to have a system Gwen couldn't identify. Her fingers found themselves at her lips again.
"It's beautiful..", she whispered under her breath. She looked up to Merlin's face and had to gasp quietly, her eyes widened ever more. All the color was drained from the warlock's face and his breathing had begun to become shallow. This was draining him off a lot of energy, everybody could see that. Gaius was seriously worried as it would seem and he stepped forward, pressing his hand on Merlin's shoulder, trying to get him away. Gwaine was showing no change at all…
"Merlin. Please, stop. It's not going to work-"
"Almost there. Don't make me stop.", Merlin pressed in between his breaths and concentrated on the healing again, chanting the last few sentences.
"Anghofio am y boen a achoswyd ac yn lleddfu ei gyrru y neidr gwenwynig i ffwrdd." He finished and just as sudden as the golden light had faded when he finished, Merlin collapsed on the floor, his head narrowly missing the next desk, his vision immediately blurring into darkness.
"Merlin! Oh dear boy…", Gaius shouted and crouched over to where Merlin had fallen. He felt his forehead and opened his lids to look if he was just exhausted or if he even possibly took the illness of Gwaine for himself. As depressed as he was about Arthur's death, the physician wouldn't even think it impossible. He should have checked the effect of the spell beforehand!
"Quickly, Gwen. Get the guards, I can't lift him up on my own, he's become too heavy for me." He said but Gwen just shook her head.
"No, I'm not. Come on, he can't be that heavy! He's still very thin after all. I'll get the front, you get the legs.", she said with certainty and crouched down to get her hands under Merlin's shoulders. She had to admit, it wasn't easy getting the young man up the stairs to his bed. Firstly because he was really heavier than she had imagined and secondly because her dress wasn't really designed for much movement, much less carrying surprisingly heavy servants. Arthur would have been able to heave Merlin with just one arm, probably. But no, she really shouldn't be thinking of him now, that was for when she was alone again.
"Arthur…" she flinched, when the name sounded from Merlin's lips. He was still pale and a little sweaty but Gaius had said he would be alright once he woke up. But nightmares seemed to be taking him over.
"Arthur… I'm so sorry…should've been faster. Should've been there sooner…", he whispered, his breathing heavy and his fists grabbing for the sheets below him. Gwen's face turned sad and she went downstairs to get another cloth and some water while Gaius was again down tending to Gwaine when she suddenly heard a scream from Merlin's room. It was so painful it ripped to her very soul and she was up the staircase again as fast as her high heels could carry her, Gaius directly behind her.
"Nightmares…not good.", Gaius said under his breath. It wasn't really necessary, Gwen could see that herself. She had treated to Morgana many years when she had had her vivid nightmares about the future. The queen wondered if Merlin also had the abilities of a seer? Was he having dreams of their future? Was it really that bad? H-how could it still get any worse? She swallowed down her worries and helped Gaius trying to wake Merlin. The warlock kept on screaming, almost falling out of bed and Gwen figured it was no use. She hurried downstairs, got the bucket full of cold water and splashed it directly into Merlin's face. Luckily, Gaius had seen her coming and stepped out of the way. With an astonished gasp, Merlin returned to the living and sat upright immediately.
"W-what was that for?" he asked, staring at Gwen with a completely fathomed expression. The queen almost had to smile. She was so glad the pain was gone from his face, it had been so devastating. This had been just a little insight of the pain he was going through and she couldn't have been able to stand it a second longer.
"You were going to hurt yourself, kicking and screaming like that.", she said, one hand at her hip while Merlin laid back down heavily, suddenly realizing what a terrible headache he had.
"Alright, fine…how is Gwaine? Did I….fail?", he asked, covering his eyes with his hands, obviously not ready to face the bad news. Gwen looked up to Gaius hopefully, waiting for good news. To her astonishment, he actually smiled.
"He's much better than before, Merlin. You may have actually done it! We still have to make sure though, wait if he wakes up in the next few days. He will need much rest and I'm not sure if he'll be able to be a knight again after all this." The last remark was made rather sadly and with a much more serious face but Merlin nodded, the hands disappearing from his eyes.
"Okay..okay, that's…good I guess. At least he's alive. I…really didn't want him to die thinking he failed his king…" Merlin looked to the side and Gwen suddenly realized that he was talking about himself, too and her heart ached again. She held back the tears and went over to Merlin's bed, sitting down beside him. She was going to try and cheer him up a bit. Sure, she was still hurting herself but if everything went according to plan, Merlin would see Arthur again, after all. She felt sad, so very sad and broken that she may not even be there herself but she was glad that at least, Arthur wouldn't be all alone. Or would be really dead. In a way, Merlin did save him. Just not the way he had hoped to achieve it.
"No, Merlin! Don't make yourself think that. You haven't failed Arthur. You did all you could and he'll be back! One day, you'll see him again. If you do, you can tell him all the things you did while he was sleeping, tell him the adventures you had and what became of Camelot and its citizens. He'll love to hear it! Tell him how you healed Gwaine and how we lifted the ban on magic together. Tell him what adventures you lived and what you achieved. Tell him how much I love him and how much we all miss him dearly. Wouldn't that be good to hear after a long time of sleep?" tears welled up in her eyes but she tried to ignore them when they made their path down her cheeks. Merlin looked up to her, his hair still wet when she stroked through it with a wet smile. Slowly, the pain in his face eased a little bit and he nodded.
"Yes…maybe you're right. Thank you, Gwen." He said and struggled to sit up but Gaius pushed him back down.
"Oh no, young man. You're staying right were you are. It's a wonder you're awake after such a powerful spell." He smiled and stood upright again. "I never realized how very powerful you've become over the years.", he said with pride in his voice and this time, Merlin really did smile. It lifted Gwen's heart a bit to see him happier, it reminded her of old, carefree times so much. How they had first met, down by the stocks, where he had said that he could beat Arthur easily. Now she finally understood what he had meant. The thought made her giggle inwardly a bit. Finally letting go of Merlin's hair now, she got up and brushed her dress straight a bit, it was all wrinkeled from moving around so fast and carrying Merlin up the stairs. She checked if the royal seal was in place and then smiled a final smile at Merlin.
"See you at the meeting this evening? I summoned the council for after supper.", she said and then walked out the door after Merlin had nodded his agreement. Gaius was back with Gwaine again and he did look a tiny bit better than before, wasn't clinging to the sheet below him anymore and his fever seemed less intense too. She sure hoped he'd be okay, he was a noble and loyal knight and even if he wouldn't be able to fight any more, he was still a good friend for Merlin. And Gwen was sure that the warlock needed a friend like that right now.
She really hoped that she had been able to help him and she was really glad that he had agreed on staying here, even if it meant going through that much pain. But she was confident that it would also help him. If he had gone out into the world alone like that, just waiting and waiting, what would have become of him? How would he have changed? And would Arthur want him to change because of him? Because Gwen was pretty sure that her husband wouldn't want that.
So she just wouldn't let him.
Yeah. I know, that was pretty long...I just really need to get this stuff out and when I let myself write out my heart like this, it turns out sooo long x_x. Hope you're okay with that? x_X
I'll continue this now, no worries. But don't expect a frequent update, I still have my PJ story running and I really need to finish that one ^^.
NEXT CHAPTER: Council meeting and lift of the ban on Magic. Also, I was thinking: What about children? Gwen needs an heir. So what do you believe is more believable, that she finally got pregnant from Arthur right before the battle (I favour that one personally) or that she remarries somebody (probably Leon since they're childhood friends and he's a honorable knight)? PLEASE HELP ME ON THIS XD
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