Chapter 10 folks, hope you like it!

Merlin's POV

Ambrosia had managed to convince the druids into letting us stay and Morgana was practically vibrating with happiness. Leon and Arthur seemed to have loosened up a bit as well after playing knights with the children and Arthur was still talking to a young ginger boy. I smiled to myself and settled down on one of the logs around the empty fire pit alone as Morgana had been spirited off by one of druids to look at some ancient tomes about seers. So I closed my eyes and revelled in my solitude. In the last day my whole life had changed and I hadn't yet had a chance to properly think about it yet. I felt somebody sit next to me and from the clink of chainmail and the scent I took it to be Leon. I opened my eyes. "Hello, Sir Leon."

He snorted. "I'm not Sir Leon anymore."

"Uthur is a fool and one day Arthur will reinstate your title. He maybe a prat but he isn't a fool like Uthur."

Soft laughter escaped his lips and I smiled. "I can't believe I followed Uthur so blindly all these years. Being here-" he gestured to the camp around him."-and meeting all these people has really opened my eyes."

"Then I guess Ambrosia was right. Magic is neutral but when Uthur started the purge he drove many of my kind to evil."

"How could you serve him for so long knowing he was wrong?"

"I wasn't serving Uthur. I was serving Arthur and I will continue to do so until the day I die." My eyes met Leon's and I smiled fondly. "I believe in the world he will create and the it's my job to make sure he lives long enough to do that."

" We share that belief. I have always thought that Arthur would be a great king but now I see what you see."

And what do I see, Sir Leon?"

"You and I both see the man who will unite both magical and non-magical people under one banner. The man who will bring peace to Camelot."

"And far beyond Leon." With that we fell silent and both observed the once and future king.

Gaius' POV

The son of Myrddin was in Camelot. The information had been whispered around the court and I felt the tension rising as the gossip about recent events circulated and the new arrival only brought more. It was common knowledge that Sir Myrddin had been married to Ambrosia and after her return the arrival of her son was highly suspicious. Many knights had seen him training earlier and they acknowledged he had talent but nobody had yet been brave enough to talk to the man.

I on the other hand had more important things to worry about than the gossip of court, most importantly the king's illness. After having banished his son and daughter the king's mind had broken and although this was carefully concealed from the court and his subjects it was clear that King Uthur Pendragon had died inside. He could still breathe and move but there was no longer the warrior inside of him and he moved around the palace in a trance and rarely left his wing of the castle unless for public occasions. I had been the only one able to visit him apart from his closest advisors and whenever I was there he remained stonily silent.

I entered the room as per usual and walked over to him and reached out to start my check up when he grabbed my frail wrist. "Gaius?"

"Yes your majesty?"

"Why do you stay loyal to me?" His eyes were glazed over and although looking in my direction I could see he wasn't really looking at me.

"Because you are my king." He released my wrist and I continued examining him.

I left with no other words passing between us and for the first time in twenty years I saw Uthur Pendragon doubting himself.

Morgana's POV

We'd been with the druids two weeks and I never wanted it to end! Merlin and I spent most morning with the elder druids and Ambrosia learning about magic and for the first time since I'd discovered it I felt truly comfortable with my magic. Then in the afternoons Arthur, Leon, Merlin and I would wander around the woods exploring and just enjoying each other's company. Leon and I often concocted some kind f plan to leave the other two alone because we could both see their budding romance and it was also fun to think of more and more ridiculous excuses as to why we couldn't walk with them someplace. As a result Leon and I had grown surprisingly close and were actually good friends.

I skipped into mine and Merlin's tent to see she was already in there writing. "Hey Merlin. What are you going here. I thought you were going for a walk with Arthur?"

"Yep." She looked up at me and grinned. "and I thought you had a sprained ankle. Miracle you can skip so elegantly."

"Yes well I got one of the healers to look at it."

My baby sister rolled her eyes and amazingly managed to raise an eyebrow at the same time. "Morgana, Arthur and I both know what you two are up to."

"I have no idea to what you are referring."

"The fact that you and Leon keep leaving me and Arthur together."

"What? Why would we be doing that? Maybe it's the obvious feelings you have for eachother?" I smiled mischievously as a faint pink appeared on her cheeks. Although enjoying her embarrassment I changed the subject. "Who are you writing to?"

"Lancelot. It would be nice to see him again so I'm asking if he wants to visit." She'd said it nonchalantly enough but I couldn't resist teasing.

"Oh Lancelot! Should I inform Arthur that he has some competition?"

"Lancelot and I are just friends. Besides he loves Gwen."

I sat down on my bed and sighed. "I miss Gwen."

"Me too. I never got a chance to fully explain everything to her. I hope she's not angry at me."

"We didn't get a chance to say goodbye."

"Morgana." She leant towards me and placed a hand on my knee reassuringly. "Gwen knows you see her as a sister and will understand."

"You probably right but I wish I'd said it myself, you know?"

"One day we'll both get a chance to explain I'm sure but until then stop getting your match making claws into me and Arthur." I just smirked and grabbed my cloak so that I could go for a walk with Elaine.

Gwen's POV

It's my wedding day. I'd made the dress myself and I couldn't help thinking it looked beautiful. I hoped my betrothed would agree. It had happened so fast and now as I stand here and catch my breath I can't help the bubble of happiness swell inside of me swell. Today I was marrying the man who I'd only met a few weeks ago, the man who stirred up the gossip in court, the half brother of my two ex-best friends, the man who had trained me within two weeks to wield a sword as well as any of the knights, the man I'd fallen in love with. Today I was marrying Sir Mordred, son of Myrddin and Ambrosia. He'd told me last night he had magic and I couldn't bring myself to care by that point my love for him was too strong to crumble and I'd realised something. When Morgana and Merlin left it wasn't magic that was evil it was them. Mordred wasn't like them and had never even met them so I couldn't blame him for his sisters' crimes against me- he had his father's honour and that's all he needed to be different form them.

As for Arthur I no longer held any resentment at all. He had been contaminated by my soon to be sisters in law and I knew that one day he and Mordred would unite to create a land where magic is free. That was my dream and I knew that once Mordred was free I would be eternally happy.

There could never be any comparison to our love and I knew that he would protect me and care for me for as long as we both lived. So there was no hesitation as I walked up the isle of the small church and saw the man who held my heart. When I said my vows I knew that I meant them with my heart and soul and I could tell from his burning eyes that Mordred felt the same way. We would be together forever and when magic is free and his traitorous sisters dead nothing could stop the golden age of Camelot from beginning.

Mordred's POV

I was a married man now and I knew as I looked at her that she would always be my first priority after Camelot. I agreed with my vows but I knew there was something else that would always come before her, the power of the kingdom. As I slept next to her after hours of various exhausting activities I whispered my own vow. "When it comes to the throne of Camelot I shall always choose the throne but no matter what I shall always love you Guinevere."

And that was it. The truth because even now my plans for Camelot are coming into fruition and no matter what I would make sure I succeed. As if reading my thoughts a blackbird landed on my windowsill with a note clasped in its beak. Slipping out of my beloved's grasp I took the note from the bird and unrolled it.

Brother,

I hope this letter sees you in good health and I hope that Camelot welcomes you as a knight. Balinor and I are on Ambrosia's trail but it appears she does not travel alone. Balinor is quite irritating in his frequent declarations of love for her and seems to be under the impression that she is indeed a mother to us. If he wasn't so important I would sever his head from his body for being so mistaken.

We have discovered that Ambrosia was in Camelot o if you could make inquiries as to why that may help us understand where she is heading.

Yours

Morgause

I hadn't heard of Ambrosia being here but Morgause's revelation intrigued me and I hastily wrote a reply saying I would look into it. I hadn't mentioned I'd married a servant because I knew she would be angry because Morgause had never understood love all she saw was advantage and marrying a servant of Camelot definitely wasn't helping things. I smiled as I kissed by wife's dark skin, this was love and I was only just beginning to understand it.

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