Whoop Whoop! I have an update for you all! Merry Christmas all! :D Don't forget to R&R, Favourite and Follow! :D I think the lack of sleep is getting too me, since I've used to many exclamation marks...! Also...
...SHERLOCK'S BACK IN THE NEW YEAR! YEAAAAAH! WATSON HAS A MOUSTACHE! MY COMPUTER IS STUCK ON CAPS LOCK! D:
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Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin or Doctor Who.
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As Misher came back to her senses, the pain seemed to return too. Reawakening as she did. The noticeable throb and nausea over took her body. It was then she realised she was on a horse and not dead. Misher distinctly remembered lying in her bed chamber and Mordred holding her hand as she slowly left the boundaries of the mortal world. "Good Morning." someone whispered to her. Misher's eyes gazed at the source of the voice. Mordred. She now understood how the horse was being guided, Mordred was the one riding, while Misher was leaning against him, unconscious. She felt the soft linen of his shirt brush against her face and the hammering of his heart pounded near her ear as she relaxed into Mordred's chest.
"What's going on?" Misher whispered, her voice was weak but audible.
"It would seem your wizard friend is not as stupid as he looks and all that studying has paid off. Merlin found an account of a traveller visiting a place called Elerron, which possess a pool of water that contains the magic to bring someone back from the brink of death. Yesterday, when I though you had finally...passed, I knew I had to do everything in my power to bring you back or make sure you stayed alive."
"So did I...actually...die?"
Mordred shook his head. "No but you were close, again. I had Merlin re-bandage your wound. I was surprised when you did not stir, it looked extremely painful."
"Are we travelling with a group or is it just you and I?"
"We are accompanied by that bumbling magician Merlin and your precious king."
After everything Merlin has done for me, you still choose to mock him, you're unbelievable."
The young male chuckled at his friends protectiveness. "You're being awfully overprotective over Emrys, not suffering from a slight crush, are you Misher?"
"I can't see how you can be so light-hearted in such a situation. I nearly died, Mordred You of all people must know how serious a matter this is." she also noted Mordred's tone towards Arthur. "Still not trusting Arthur then?"
Mordred's jaw tightened and his eyes grew colder. "I'll only trust that man once your condition is stable, even then, do not believe for a second that I'll swear allegiance to him. I warn you, Misher, if we fail to reach Elerron or you die, then I will indeed kill your king..."
TO BE CONTINUED...
