Hey!

I decided as i luv u guys i'd post anothr chappie today! Yay!

My best friend is in a play at the moment...BASED ON ARTHURIAN LEGEND HOORAY! I am gunna go c it. She's awesum.

So r u if u review; as for now, read on, enjoy!

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"I've missed you," Freya said, her voice distant and soft.

Merlin looked up, and attempted a smile, though it was ruined by the great sadness in his eyes. Freya was the most beautiful girl he had ever, and would ever meet, he knew that for certain now.

He made to get up, to embrace the one he had spilled so many tears over, the one who had stolen his heart...but she placed a cold, soft hand on his cheek, and crouched so the lovers were eye to eye.

"Shhhh..." she soothed, her eyes looking at his face hungrily, sadly. "You must rest Merlin. You are injured, you need to sleep. I'll be with you. Even when you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you. I can hardly believe it," she whispered, as the young warlock had tried to talk. Her other hand placed a slender finger to his lips, silencing him gently. "I understand...I do...shh..."

Freya began to sing, a song beautiful that had its own backing music, its own path...Merlin did not heed her lyrics, but he didn't need to. He felt his eyes droop, and he fell unconscious again to the sound of her beautiful, comforting voice.

He had missed her so much.


The light had emitted from Merlin's body, that Arthur knew. He thought it had to be something to do with the magic inside his friend, though he didn't understand what...he did not care...

Arthur realised he was lying on a bed. His bed. But now there was no Merlin to come in and open the curtains, saying "Rise and Shine, Sire", no banters between the two...Gods, Merlin...he had always been there...

But now never again would he see that beaming face. Because he was dead.

The door opened. Guinevere walked in, dressed in black silk. "Arthur," she said solemnly.

Athur just wept. He wept and wept and wept.

When he had regained some control, he croaked, "W - where is he?"

Water pooled out of the Queen's eyes. "He vanished, Arthur. After the light. He vanished, and there was nothing left..."

Arthur let out a wail, and she came over, before they cried into each others arms.

Merlin was dead. He was gone, and they hadn't even anything to remember him by.


All done! Poor ickle Arthur, all alone and lost...what will happen next, I wonder? I know, but hopefully you don't!

Blue Turtle xxx (AWESOMENESS)

Oh, and a BIG shout out for montanagirl1138, who has reviewed twice! Luv u! REVIEWS HELP ME HAZ A HAPPY!