Author's Note: From IloveMerlinandArthur to Isana, thank you for all the good reviews! And for following my story, I was wondering if I should write a sequel and if I do, what should I put in it?
Chapter Ten: The Sorcerer
"We have to find that sorcerer Merlin!" exclaimed Arthur who was looking at a map of the surrounding areas of Camelot.
"Let me have a look at the map." suggested Merlin, Arthur quickly moved aside so that Merlin could have a look.
"You see the lake here right?" asked Merlin as he pointed to a spot on the map, "You said you saw someone that looked like a sorcerer enter the cave across from it, didn't you?"
"Well, yeah he was wearing a dark velvet cloak with the hood covering his face so I couldn't see." replied Arthur catching on as to where the sorcerer might be hiding.
"Gaius mentioned to me that he only knew of one sorcerer that used Latin spells and enchantments." said Merlin looking slightly worried.
"Who Merlin? Who is this sorcerer that you look so worried about?" asked Arthur.
"His name was / is Isolda Secundus, Gaius said he was a very powerful and ruthless sorcerer and whoever went or stood up against him ended up dead." replied Merlin looking at Arthur intently.
"Well Merlin, alert the knights Sir Leon, Sir Wildor, Sir Andrew and Sir Truden then go saddle the horses, while I alert my father what were doing and where we are going." Said Arthur as he turned and headed straight for the door.
Merlin thought 'Great, now we have to go up against a powerful sorcerer, and I don't know how to vanquish it without putting myself at risk of execution, since magic is punishable by death.'
They were heading straight towards the cave across from the lake of Avalon, keeping their horses silent as they walked swiftly to the side of the cave. They hoped that they would catch the sorcerer by surprise, as it was luck was on their side and caught the sorcerer sleeping in his makeshift bed on the ground, they had hit him in the head with a rock to make sure he wouldn't be waking up any time soon. They tied a rope to each wrist then attached one rope to horse's saddle and the other rope to the other horse, so as they rode back to Camelot the knocked out sorcerer was dragged along the ground between two horses with knights surrounding them.
The king had asked them why they had not killed him on sight and they had answered with "because we wanted to watch the brute suffer."
The next morning was the day that the sorcerer Isolda Secundus would be executed, but that was not meant to be obviously as the guard went down to fetch the sorcerer they had discovered the cell door open and the sorcerer gone they could see that magic had been used to set him free.
The End.
Author's Note: please review and tell me if I should write a sequel and what would be good ideas to put into the story.