I'm sorry that this is such a short chapter but I couldn't really think about what else to put in it. Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Merlin does not belong to me


Morgana walked through the corridors of Camelot on her way to the Council Chambers. It had been a year since she had last entered Camelot and the great city would bow to her once more. Her men walked a couple of paces behind her, dragging a bound prince and several knights. The Council Chambers loomed closer and Morgana pushed the doors open with magic. Uther was sitting on the throne, flanked by Gaius and Geoffery of Monmouth and some of Camelot's knights. She smirked. Camelot would be hers once more.


Merlin could not remember when he had last had a dream so peaceful. No nightmares or memories entered his mind and he had a dreamless sleep. The dragon was still there when he awoke and he realized that it was nearly dawn. The memory of what had happened struck Merlin and he began to blame himself again.

"Are you ready Young Warlock. Today will be the day that the prophecies speak of. The creation of Albion." Merlin squared his shoulders and pushed away any nagging doubts. He was ready.

"I am."

"Very well. I shall fly you to the clearing near Camelot and I will stay there, unless you call." Merlin barely took in a word that the dragon had said and climbed numbly onto the beast's back. The wind whipped through his hair and the cold nipped at his fingers. He didn't care. He had a destiny and he would fulfill it.

When he landed near Camelot, Merlin didn't say a word. He just walked towards Camelot, a grim smile on his face. He entered the city without a problem and evaded the guards easily. The people that saw wisely stood out of his way and didn't say anything. Gaining entry to the castle was even easier. There were no protection charms. Nor were there many guards around. Morgana must still be negotiating. The whole palace was eerily quiet as he passed through hallways that would normally be teeming with life. Every pace brought him closer to the Council Chambers where he could sense that Morgana was there. He could hear a loud triumphant voice that could only belong to Morgana. She was going to kill Arthur. Merlin guessed that Uther had refused to give up his throne. That would make things difficult.

A nagging thought seemed to have awoken deep in his brain. The thought that he wasn't strong enough. That he would fail Arthur and their shared destiny. His step faltered but he kept going. It was too late to turn back now. He reached the door and tried to open it. It wouldn't move. Merlin could sense the pulsing magic that seemed to bind the doors together. His eyes flashed gold and the doors burst off their hinges. The voices that had been coming from the Council Chambers stopped abruptly. Merlin took a deep breath and walked through the dust.

Morgana's eyes widened and then narrowed in hatred.

"You." Was all she said.

"Yes." Said Merlin. "Me."


Hope that you liked it. Merlin vs. Morgana in the next chapter if all goes accordingly.

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