After the Death of the Once and Future King

by Anastacius

Merlin must continue and fulfill Arthur's Destiny, after his death. He will have to get over and go on with his life. Because there is still chance to create Albion. The story starts just after Arthur's death. My first fic in English, it is not my mother tongue. Wish me luck ;-)

2. Saying Goodbye

Hi, this is the second chapter. I hope I am doing this good enough to be enjoyable. Have fun

Lliri, thanks for your review, it has encouraged me to go on.

Note: Spells are, actually, written in Old English. I am learning it

Geocian : Preserve

Astýrian: Move Forward

Geocian: Protect

Langlice Ascildan fram sēo tīd: Protect from time, during a long time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin Characters, or the TV series. I am writing this story just for fun, and in order to improve my English.

Saying Goodbye

I chopped down a big tree, gathered flowers, and made a canoe. It was a pine tree, light and easy to carve. I used some magic, but I tried to do everything without it. Arthur deserved my work. He deserved my human effort.

I spent a night there, working without a break. A white full moon was very helpful, as Kilgharrah's help. I wouldn't have been able to do the canoe if he hadn't been with me. We finished our work at dawn, placing our king onto the carpet reed while the first sun rays shone over us.

I put Excalibur in the boat, between his hands, on his chest. It sparkled, so much that it was difficult to look at it. It would be safe in the bottom. Nobody could go there, not now, nor ever.

Working hadn't allowed me to think about his death. But now, watching him in the canoe, gallant, handsome, strong, was shocking. I fell to my knees again, and allowed my tears to flow. –I trust you, Kilgharrah. He will come back, and I will wait for him. My immortality will be my burden to carry.-

-It is indeed, young Warlock. You will live until both of you fulfill your destinies. He will also remain alive, in Avalon, waiting for the right moment. Now, you must do the first step. You know which is, don't you, Merlin?-

I nodded. It was the hardest thing that I ever had to do. But, Kilgharrah was right. It must be done.

Ástýrian

The canoe moved forward. I was supposed to make it burn. But I couldn't. I did not wanted. –His body will remain untouched, pure. I will not turn it into ashes. After all, He will come back some day, and perhaps, in order to do that, he will need his body. - My voice was steady. That last argument convinced me to preserve him.

Kilgharrah seemed to disagree, but I did not care. I had made up my mind already.

Geocian

Langlice Ascildan fram sēo tīd

The canoe shone during a few seconds. After that, I sunk it into the lake just with my mind. He would remain in the bottom forever, untouched. His body will resist time, water, mud, everything. I did not know how that would happen. I just had to wait.

-Well, young Warlock, are you ready for our ride?-

I smiled to my friend. –I am, already. Let's go-

I jumped to his tail, walking towards his neck. I sat down and grabbed his big back scales. –I am ready.-

The dragon leaped forward, flapped his wings, and we flew towards the sun.

Sorry for this small chapter. After all, it is New Year's Eve and I am through all the preparations for a big party. I hope you like it