Firstly, thanks to I Fancy Hugh Dancy and ButlersTheJob for their reviews! And thanks to everyone who's added it to their favurites, it means a lot to me to have someone actually read this! And I will keep going ;) This chapter is the last one I have 'ready', so from now on my pace might go a little down, but don't worry, I'm a fast writer and can't wait to tell you the whole story! So, off we go, it is again my usual chapter, with a little cliff hanger in the end ;). Enjoy!


Evelyn slept in, waking up late in the morning, when the sun had already risen and the city woken to life. Someone had washed her simple blue cotton dress, probably during last night's celebration, and had also delivered a stack of some other clothes. Unfolding them, she discovered a grey dress made out of some good quality, expensive and very soft cloth, but still simple enough for daily use, and a dark blue tunic to be worn with a pair of black, comfortable trousers. On the ground laid two pairs of shoes; brown leather boots and black, short lace shoes, probably meant to be worn with the dresses. This has gone way overboard already, she thought, but slipped in the grey dress and her new shoes. Braiding her hair down her back again, she entered the busy streets of Camelot.

She didn't have to wander for long before she literally walked into a familiar figure. Lancelot grapped her shoulders to keep her from falling down and smiled. "Good morning Evelyn."

"Good morning." She met the gaze of Lancelot's smiling eyes, and grinned. "What business do you have on this fine morning, sir knight?" She couldn't help but study his features. Lancelot was strikingly handsome, with a shaved face and straight posture, and his intense eyes made her want to lose herself in his gaze. She had to shake her head to keep concentrated. Damn you, Lancelot, damn you Gwaine, damn you all the men. Damn you anyone who's capable of making me this vulnerable and unfocused.

"Actually, I'm on my way to the stables. I have a quest to complete."

Evelyn furrowed her brow. "Something dangerous?"

Lancelot squeezed her shoulder. "No, we are only going to do a check up on some of the villages. We received word that there are some minor problems, so the king has sent a small team for the quest." He paused, smiling. "Were you worried for my safety?"

She was taken aback, and answered hastily: "No no, of course not, I was just… curious, that's all."

"Very well. I am sorry, but we are leaving immediately, and I must prepare. Farewell, lady Evelyn." And he bent down to kiss her cheek lightly. Evelyn inhaled sharply in surprise, but didn't move. Lancelot cast a smile at her and retreated towards te stables.

ooo

"Please come in, Evelyn, and take a seat. We have some things to discuss." Gaius's voice invited her in, even though she couldn't see him. Entering the physicians clinic, she saw that he'd been doing some sort of research; a huge amount of old-looking books were on all the even surfaces of the room, including the big table in the middle. Sheets of paper were everywhere, some of them with hastily written notes. She sat down around the table. "I see you've been working here."

Gaius materialized from behind one of the big shelves. "Indeed I have. Nothing useful though."

"Where's Merlin?"

"I'm right here!" Merlin's voice boomed through the door to his room, and opening the door and coming into the view. "How are you this morning?"

"Very good, thank you. And you?"

"Fine, thank you." He sat down opposite from her, and Gaius also came for the table, sitting down next to the boy. Evelyn lifted one of her eye brows. "Is everything alright?"

"Would you mind telling us about those visions of yours?" Gaius asked, lowering his voice.

Evelyn looked almost ashamed. "What kind of solution is that to the situation?"

"We must gather all possible information, that's all."

Evelyn eyed them suspiciously. "You're not planning to report of me to the king are you? Any kind of magic is still forbidden, isn't it?"

Merlin laughed suddenly, resulting in Gaius elbowing him. "We have no intention to give you in, Evelyn. You can trust us."

She sighed. "Very well. My so-called visions, they arrive out of the blue. It is almost like something triggers it; like when I meet a new person, I might suddenly see a vision about them. I don't go unconscious or anything, I just see blurred images in my mind. Sometimes they're clear and make sense, and sometimes I can only tell I saw it when it actually happens."

Gaius looked at Merlin suddenly, and the boy met his gaze. Slowly turning back to Evelyn, he asked carefully; "And these visions, they always… happen?"

Clearing her throat uncomfortably, she nodded slowly. "Until this day, all of them have come to happen, sooner or later."

Merlin couldn't stay quiet any longer. "What did you see on the training field then? When Arthur had left and you were talking with Gwaine?"

Horror crossed her eyes. "H-how did you know?" Is it really that obvious when I'm having them?

"I guess I just had a feeling , you know. You seemed to be somewhere else at that moment, in your own thoughts." But Evelyn didn't miss the look Gaius threw at him. It was a warning.

"What did you see, Evelyn?" Gaius repeated Merlin's question, turning back towards her. Cautiously, she told them all the details of her vision. Both men looked horrified. "And this is going to happen?" exclaimed Merlin.

"Yes, I'm afraid it is."

ooo

They spent the whole day researching for any information of her burden. Gaius had agreed that it was most probably magic, but hadn't told her what it reminded him of. When she left in the evening, he sat down around the table with Merlin.

"Are you thinking of the same thing as I am?" asked Gaius.

"Morgana."

"Yes, indeed. It is amost identical to what she experienced, or still experiences I'm afraid, only she was always asleep when she went under a vision. "

"Should we trust her? Evelyn, I mean. Look how Morgana turned out to be."

Gaius shrugged his shoulders. "I cannot say that. But if she really possesses more power than she thinks, which I'm positive about, she could be a valuable ally. Only the fact that she can warn us of such events is priceless."

Merlin leaned in. "What do you think Evelyn saw?"

"She saw what?" questioned Gwaine's surprised voice from the door. Both Merlin and Gaius turned to see his head popping from the door way, half-entered to the room. They looked at each other then, saying nothing.

"Well? What are you gossiping about here?"

Merlin rose from his chair. "Ehrm, we just, well, thought, uhmm, how much she saw of the knights' , uhh, drunken behaviour last night."

Gwaine raised an eye brow.

"You know, eh, if she thinks we're just, you kow, a city full of alcoholic knights. That's not a very safe thought, you know."

Gwaine furrowed his brow, crossing his arms on his chest. "Right. And why would you care?"

Merlin put his hand on his chest and acted surprised. "Of course I would care, how dare you say so?"

Gwaine relaxed, buying his lie. "You have a thing for the lady then, good old Merlin?" He wiggled his eye brows.

"No, of course not!"

Gwaine lifted his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, relax buddy. I'm only here to bring you a message from Arthur. He wants you in the hall immediately."

ooo

The next day, as Evelyn was making her way towards Gaius' clinic through the castle, she came to pass the king and his Queen walking towards their chambers. Nodding, she put her head down. "Good day, sire, my lady." She made to pass them.

"We were just looking for you, Evelyn!" The king placed his hand on her shoulder, forcing her to stop and smile at them.

"Really? What do you have in mind for me, your highness?"

It was the queen who spoke to her then, for the first time, and Evelyn had the chance to study her face. She was beautiful, of course, and Evelyn admired her calmness and warm smile. "We have been thinking, and to us it just doesn't seem appropriate for you to stay at the Inn any longer."

Evelyn looked surprised. "I'm very sorry, m'lady. If that is what you mean, I can leave the city today."

Guinevere threw her head back in laughter. "Oh dear Evelyn, that is not what we mean. We would like to invite you to live in the castle. The maids have prepared a room for you. It is not big, but better than that cot in the Inn."

Oh no. This is asking for trouble. "That is very kind of you, but I cannot take such an offer."

"Oh yes you can." vocalized Arthur. "And you will. I will send someone to pick you up from the Inn tonight. Be ready."

Evelyn gave up and smiled. "How can I ever repay you for your kindness?"

"I am sure we will find you some chores here to fill up your days. You are a citizen of Camelot now, lady Evelyn."

ooo

And so the days went on. Most of the days Evelyn spent in Gaius' office, researching and helping them out in delivering medicines. At some point she took it as her challenge to clean up the whole clinic, and that slowly became a mission to her. It was definitely not a job to be done in a few hours or even days. She also came to spend a lot of time with the queen, and a bond started forming between them, for Queen Guinevere (or Gwen as she wanted to be called) seemed to understand her After all her years, she realised that she was finally building a life somewhere, and even though she was still very worried about being exposed, she started to relax and enjoy her stay in Camelot.

One person she avoided was Gwaine. She was afraid of being alone with him, and so only talked with him when she had to. Even though she would never asmit it, she had grown fond of him, even created some feelings towards him. Gwaine had noticed her avoidance, and grew distraught, following her around until she once snapped at him, and he had to stop. He craved for her company, and she knew this, but couldn't allow herself too close. She knew, that she might not be able to resist if she did.

Finally, after two weeks, she heard the galloping of the horses on the stone pavement one morning and went for the window to see the return of Lancelot from the quest. Smiling to herself, she dressed up to welcome them back home. Just then there was a knock on her door and a maid entered. "King Arthur wants you to join the court in the big hall. There's something to be discussed."

The maid walked Evelyn to the hall, and she saw that not only the court was present but the hall was full of people stading on the sides of it. She spotted an empty spot next to Gwaine and sighed. There's a lot of people, surely I'm safe next to him. Gwaine looked suprised to see her making it towards him, but smiled, placing an innocent hand on her back when she was standing by his side.

Just then the doors opened again and Lancelot entered, with two knights behind him. They were escorting a young man between them, but Evelyn could not see his figure until they were right next to her, greeting the king. He was forced on his knees, and Evelyn noticed his dirty, brown clothes but also his blonde, curly hair that grew just to his sharp chin. The man raised his gaze to the king then, and Evelyn noticed his piercingly blue eyes. She gasped out loud. It can't be.

"My lord, we have a prisoner from one of the villages, He had acted very violently, burning down houses and destroying everything he saw. The villagers lost a lot of their belongings. A few of the villagers said, that he was heard blaiming them for the death of his mother and his sister.

Before the king could say a word, Evelyn stepped up and pushed away Gwaine's hand trying to pull her back. "My lord, I'm sorry to interrupt, but may I address the prisoner?" She paused slightly. "I believe this is my brother, sire." Every single pair of eyes in the room were on her then. After a short, but very uncomfortable silence the king swallowed his astonishment and nodded.

The man now turned to see Evelyn, who walked hastily towards him. She kneeled in front of him, touching his scarred face. He recovered from the shock and with a stunned voice asked: "Evelyn? Is it really you?"

"Oh Edern, I thought you were dead!" She threw herself at him then, hugging him to her. "I can't believe you're alive!"