Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin.

A/N: Enjoy!


With all that time and all that planning, they had finally succeeded. After five long years, Uther was dead and magic would finally be allowed free reign.

It was rather simple in the end. There were no elborate armies or equally complex plans.

An assassination was all it took. She simply walked into the castle under the cover of night, jewel encrusted dagger in hand before silently slipping away unnoticed until the cries of mourning began.

After all of their hard work, tears, and pain, there was one thing she could never have imagined.

She never expected to feel sad.