Wow, I'm sorry it's been so long! I feel extremely bad, but I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Percival locked the door of Merlins cell, once Merlin was inside.
"I'm sorry Merlin, but we have to." He told the Warlock.
"That's okay Percival, thank you." he smiled.
Percival smiled back and walked away, leaving Merlin alone in the dungeons.
Merlin shifted uncomfortably, but then remembered that he was handcuffed to the floor, his hands behind his back. It was part of the new rules the Knights had laid out for Emrys, when they captured him, while he was speaking to Gaius. Even though it didn't really do anything, Merlin thought, I could easily break free. But he followed the rules because he needed to show the Knights that he was one of the good guys.
He sighed and settled back as comfortably as he could, his arms slightly puling in their sockets. He sat cross-legged, his shoulders hunched forward, his head bowed down. He closed his eyes and waited.
Hours passed of total silence until Merlin heard footsteps coming towards him. He stuck his neck out a bit, trying to see who was coming. Footsteps came around the corner and stopped at the front if his cell. Merlin smiled.
"Hello Gwen." Merlin greeted in his normal cheery voice, like they were in an everyday setting, everyday situation.
It made Gwen smile. "Hello Merlin." Gwen looked over to see why Merlin's arms looked odd and painful. She almost gasped when she saw that they were handcuffed, but then she remembered why.
Well, she never really forgot.
Smile gone, Gwen looked down at her feet, and Merlin sighed.
"You know." he said in a quite voice.
Gwen could only nod.
"I'm so... I'm so sorry Gwen," He looked away now, the feeling of sorrow washing over him. "I wanted to tell you, I truly did, but I also had to protect you, and everyone else, and Camelot. I just hoped, that maybe, you would find out like some of the others, so I wouldn't have to lie to you anymore."
"Who were some of the others?" Gwen asked with curiosity.
"We'll, the only one you would know is... Lancelot." He sighed.
Now Gwen did gasp. Lancelot knew? For how long? How did he find out? Those questions were buzzing around in her mind, and she had answers to none of them.
"Lancelot." She mumbled, needing a conformation.
"I- Sorry Gwen, I really am sorry." He looked at her, somewhat timidly, straight in the eyes.
Gwen was about to reply when a guard came to tell her that time was up. Merlin and Gwen sighed simultaneously, then they both giggled like little children.
"Sweet dreams Merlin." She whispered before she turned around and left, her expensive dress swishing around behind her.
"Sweet dreams!" He called back.
Then as Merlin leant back, to try and get comfortable yet again, he's heart leapt to his throat.
Dreams. Dream. His dream. About Arthur and Morgana, in the dark setting. Arthur being in exactly the same spot he was in the orb. It was true, that had actually happened. His heart raced. He had a dream, a premonition, a warning.
Merlin's mind was on the dream the whole night. Someone had brought him food and water, and he didn't even look at it, so engrossed in his thoughts.
After a while, his eyelids began to droop, and he fell off into a deep sleep.
I'm so sorry it's short! But it was the perfect place to cut off, seeing as the next part is in Arthur's POV. I hope you liked it! And I hope I did the conversation between Gwen and Merlin justice, I feel a bit iffy about it. But I believe that's how it would happen.
Thanks for reading! Please let me know what you think, and I'll try to get the next chapter up soon.