Note: I got kinda lazy and I wanted to end with the last chapter. But I've been getting a lot of requests for more, so here it is. But I'm done, no more chapters, no matter how much you plead and beg!
Disclaimer: I don't own the show, the characters, or anything else but I do own the plot so hands off!
"Oh and one last thing about Freya." Merlin said, trying to be as casual as possible. "See I tried once to bring her back to life, with magic. But I wasn't powerful enough. Instead of bringing her back body and soul I only brought back the soul part. I anchored Freya's soul to the lake. She looks the same as always. I visit her every week. But she um, she can't leave the lake. Ever. Look, when I get more powerful I'll free Freya from the lake. Until then, I'd really rather you guys didn't mention her."
So they didn't. In private, Gwen and Arthur talked about Freya often. Wondered what she was like. Gwaine rode out to the lake and tried to talk to her. But when she realized it wasn't Merlin riding down the path, she just threw seaweed at him. And they never brought up the conversation the four of them had around a campfire. Not even when Freya was formally introduced to them. Not at Freya and Merlin's wedding. Not when their twins, Balinor and Violet, were born. It didn't come up until Merlin and Freya's daughter, Violet became engaged to Arthur and Gwen's son, Tom. When the four, now rather old, friends sat around a fire to reminisce. Reminisce about the days before they were legendary, when they were only kids.
