The sword in the stone.
Part 2
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"Despite all that you have achieved, Morgause, you must remain cautious. There's danger at every turn. You can trust no one," Mordred said.
Morgause smiles and leans back. "No one except you, is that it?"
"I am your one true ally. You have raised me and helped me learn what it means to truly fight for what I want. I would do anything for you, you know that," Mordred said.
"I am grateful for your loyalty, Mordred. That is why I've entrusted this mission to you," Morgause said.
Mordred smiled.
Aithusa sat in Morgana's room. "My lady, are you okay?"
Morgana was pacing. "No, I can't believe Merlin left me here. I'm so mad at him."
"He only did it to protect you," Aithusa said. "But you can't be mad. You like him."
"Who told you that?" Morgana said.
"He's my master. I know what he feels about you. Boy ... girl … mate." Aithusa looked up at her curiously, "Yes?"
Morgana smirked. It seemed that Aithusa had somehow sensed something of her relationship with Merlin. "I need to find a way out of here. I need to help them," Morgana said. "Can you help me?"
"But it's not safe," Aithusa said. "Those men tried to… harm you."
"I'm fine, Aithusa. I need to find Merlin. I'm worried," Morgana said. She was telling the truth, but also she wanted to go there and make Morgause pay, for what she did.
"I will be safe. I'm stronger now and I know my magic is my only protection," Morgana said. "Please."
Aithusa wasn't so sure.
Merlin, Arthur, the knights magically appeared in the woods about a mile from Camelot.
Arthur almost falls backwards from the odd experience. "Did you just…"
"Yes, it was my second time teleporting," Merlin said, rubbing his head. "That took some energy, sorry."
"Are you okay?" Gwaine asked.
"Yes," Merlin said. "We better get going."
Arthur and his knights walk through the woods. He watched Merlin still amazed by the power he had.
An arrow shoots past Arthur's head. The knights pull their sword out to see ten of Morgause's men charging at them. Merlin grabs Arthur to duck out of the way. An arrow lands in the tree next to Gwaine's head.
Merlin raises his hand and the bandits fall to the ground. Arthur and his knights run toward them.
The Morgause's man charges them from behind. Arthur and his knights fight side by side. Gwaine and Lancelot fight the ones on the left. Sir Leon takes the one on the right. One man slashes his sword arm, kicking him to the ground. The bandit poises for the final blow, but crumples as Arthur stabs him in the back.
"We need to keep moving. There'll be more coming soon," Arthur said, taking his hand.
"Thank you," Sir Leon said, standing up.
Arthur follows Merlin as they make their way toward the border of Camelot.
"This is all my fault. If I never left the kingdom, then…"
"You can't blame yourself Arthur. You are honest and brave and true hearted, and one day you will be the greatest king this land has ever known," Merlin said.
Arthur smiles a little. "Well...good to know I have the support of my servant at least or should I say prince. I'm still trying to get used to saying that."
"I rather just be…Merlin."
"You don't like being a prince?" Gwaine said.
"Not really, I'll do what I can to help the Druids and people of Camelot," Merlin said. "It's my destiny."
The knights approach the clearing. They see Camelot in the distance.
"Home at last," Arthur said.
"Hello Merlin."
Merlin turns and is suddenly flying back. He hits a tree hard and he is knocked to the ground unconscious.
"Morgause," Arthur pulls the sword out just as his knights did. Morgause and two other men stand beside her. What pissed him off was she wore his mother's crown.
"You might as well as give up now. There is no way for you to escape and your sorcerer is down," Morgause said.
"Where is my father?" Arthur asked.
"You will see him shortly enough. I can even take you to him," Morgause said.
"Arthur run. I'll cover for you,' Sir Leon said approaching her.
"No, if you stay, we all fight together," Arthur said.
Morgause eyes brightened as Sir Leon flew toward the ground. She looks up to hear a dragon roar. Morgause gasped as a large dragon swoops down on them.
"Take cover!" Morgause said.
Kilgharrah flame roasts most of Morgause men as they try to flee. Arthur runs to Merlin and carries him into the forest. Gwaine is with him. Sir Leon stays behind fighting the rest of the men.
"Did you lose them?" Arthur said.
"It's safe," Gwaine said.
Morgause and a few of her men come out of hiding to look out over the field of dead bodies. Kilgharrah roars again and comes back for another pass.
Morgues sneers. "Run."
Morgause and her men scatter. She whisperers a few words and a protection shield appears above her protecting her from the fire raining down on her.
Lancelot is slumped in a corner, manacles on his wrists in the dungeon. He can't believe he was caught more than surprised that Morgause's men didn't kill him.
Elyan tends to Gaius, who is lying on the bed, pale and weak.
"Come on, Gaius, hold fast," Sir Elyan said.
Gaius coughs, wishing Merlin were here and praying he was all right. He tried to help to free the knights, but he was caught and tossed in the dungeon by Mordred.
The guards open the cell. A piece of bread is tossed in the dungeon.
"You need to eat," Lancelot said.
"Whether I eat or not, I'm not long for this world," Gaius said.
"Come on, Gaius," Elyan said.
"I'm a physician, Elyan. I've spent my days watching the cycle of life. If there's one thing I'm not afraid of, it's death. Don't waste your food. You two take it," Gaius said.
"No." Lancelot leaves the bread with Gaius.
Arthur lounges against a tree by the fire, arms crossed, brooding. Merlin is on the ground still passed out.
Kilgharrah lands near making Gwaine jump.
"Dear God, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Gwaine asked.
"Sorry, Sir Gwaine. Merlin is in great need," Kilgharrah said, taking a deep breath and blowing it at Merlin.
Arthur stood besides praying he was okay. "Why isn't he awakening?"
Merlin then just awoke sitting up. "What just happened?"
"Young warlock, you had me worried there for a moment," the dragon said.
Arthur sighed, relieved. "Morgause knocked you out."
Merlin sighed. Gwaine helped him stand.
"Where are we?" Merlin asked.
"In the forest," Arthur said.
Kilgharrah smiles down on him. "I'm glad you're okay."
"Thank you."
"The land of Albion and the future we have all fought for was in peril. The fate of Camelot rests in your hands, young warlock and you prince Arthur.
"How can we fight against a sorcerer and a sorceress?" Arthur asked.
"Merlin can hold his own, but you Arthur…your going to need help," the dragon said.
"Help?" Arthur stared at him confused.
"I have a gift for you," Kilgharrah said. "It will help you in the times to come."
"A gift? Where it help me save my Father?" Arthur asked.
"It will change everything," Kilgharrah said. "Your people are in the middle of the forest. Go there, Prince Arthur."
Merlin watched him leave. "Let's go."
"Do you know what he's talking about?" Arthur said.
"No idea," Merlin said. "I think I know where he's going, come on."
Gwaine and Arthur grab his sword and follows.
"This had better be good because this really isn't a good time. My father is in danger," Arthur said. "We should go to the palace."
"I'm sure it won't hurt to see what Kilgharrah wants us to find. Your future has already been revealed. You will be a great king," Merlin said.
"True, but I can't lose my father," Arthur said. He made his way toward the center of the forest. There was a clearing and many people was there. Many people from Camelot.
"What is this?" Arthur asked.
Kilgharrah sat nearby. "Many years ago, before the birth of the five kingdoms, this land was in an endless cycle of bloodshed and war, but one man was determined to end all that. He gathered together the elders of each tribe and drew up plans for the lands to be divided. Each would respect the others' boundaries, and drew it over the land as they saw fit. That man was Camelot's first king, ancestor to all that followed, including you, Arthur. When Bruta was on his deathbed, he asked to be taken deep into the forest. There, with the last of his strength, he thrust his sword into a rock. If his lineage were ever questioned, this would form a test. Only a true king of Camelot could pull the weapon free, and you are this king."
"Are you making this up?" Arthur asked.
"Of course not Prince Arthur," the dragon said. "This has been written for ages."
Arthur follows Merlin's line of sight. Arthur's stunned by the sight of the sword in the stone. They walk closer and Arthur is surprised again as a crowd of knights and peasants appear out of the forest, Sir Leon and Sir Percival among them. Merlin smiles. Arthur glances back at him and sees Merlin's proud expression. "That sword is stuck fast in solid stone."
"And you're going to pull it out," Merlin said.
"Merlin, it's impossible," Arthur said.
"Arthur, you're the true king of Camelot," Merlin said.
"My father, is," Arthur said.
"Yes, but you are its future," Kilgharrah said.
Arthur glances back at the crowd of people surrounding the sword in the stone. Arthur debates, then draws his sword and sticks it in the ground. Arthur approaches the stone slowly. He looks up at the crowd hesitantly, then places both hands on the hilt. He tries to pull it up, but the sword doesn't budge.
"You have to believe, Arthur," Merlin said.
Arthur shakes with the effort, but the sword doesn't move. Merlin looks at the crowd as Arthur struggles.
"You're destined to be Albion's greatest king," Merlin said.
Arthur lets go of the sword.
"Nothing, not even this stone can stand in your way," Merlin said, hoping the dragon was right.
Arthur looks at the sword and repositions himself. He places one hand on the sword hilt and closes his eyes. To hell with destiny, he thought. If this was the only way to save his father then so be it. But he would not let destiny control him.
"Have faith, Prince Arthur," Kilgharrah said.
Arthur lifts his chin, willing himself to believe. His hand tingles and Merlin watch as the sword brightens as Arthur pulls it out of the stone. Merlin gasped. How did Arthur pull the sword out of solid rock? Kilgharrah must have done something to it.
Arthur stares at it, amazed. Arthur's people watch in awe.
"Long live prince Arthur!" Sir Percival said.
"Long live Prince Arthur! Long live the Prince! Long live the prince! Long live the prince! Long live the prince!" the crowd said.
Merlin smiled.
"When they arrived there, the ground itself was still on fire. A lot of our men have been slaughtered, every last one of them," Morgause said sneering.
"And Arthur?" Mordred asked.
"He's near Camelot. He's close," Morgause said.
"Don't stop him next time. Let him come," Mordred said.
"You have a plan?" Morgause said with a smile.
"Of course," Mordred said smiling.
Arthur walks with Leon, Percival, Merlin, and Gwaine.
"What about the drawbridge?" Arthur asked.
"Well manned," Sir Leon said.
"As are the northern gates," Sir Percival said.
"The battlements on the south side?" Arthur asked.
Arthur, even if we can get inside, she has an army," Percival said.
"And we have, what? A few hundred?" Arthur asked.
"And they still outnumber us," Percival said.
"Yeah, but only three to one," Merlin said.
Leon chuckles.
"Arthur, the people of Camelot cares for you, and you that they will lay down their lives for. I know that I would ride into the mouth of hell for you," Sir Leon said.
"And I," Percival said.
"And I," Merlin said.
Arthur draws Excalibur. "Into the mouth of hell it is."
"How did he pull that sword out of the stone?" Merlin asked the dragon. They stood away from the knights. They were preparing to leave when Merlin told them he had to do something first.
The dragon smiled a little. "When the sword was thrust into the stone, the ancient king foretold that one day it would be freed again at a time when Camelot needed it most. The man who freed it would unite the land of Albion and rule over the greatest kingdom the world has ever known and he will possess a gift of ruling everlasting," the dragon said.
"What do you mean?" Merlin asked.
"Arthur was born out of magic and if he fulfilled the prophecy by freeing the sword, then he will receive the gift," the dragon said.
"What gift?" Merlin asked.
Kilgharrah didn't say anything.
"What are you not telling me?" Merlin asked.
"Arthur didn't want destiny to control. He spoke this as he pulled the sword out of the stone causing his destiny to change."
"I thought i was the only one that can change destiny," Merlin said.
"You were, but Arthur now has changed it, also," the dragon said.
"What gift are you talking about?" Merlin said.
"The gift of… magic," Kilgharrah said.
"What? Tell me your joking," Merlin said.
"Arthur was born out of magic. If you haven't changed your destiny, Arthur would have died a noble death and would have been sent to the lady of the lake to rest. By changing your destiny… you changed his too. You gave him the option to change his own destiny. You saved him, Merlin," Kilgharrah said.
"Arthur would hate this," Merlin whispered.
"The fates have sealed his destiny, Merlin. It was either this or he would die," Kilgharrah said.
Merlin sighed. "How am I going to tell Arthur this?"
"You cannot tell Arthur about this," Kilgharrah said. "Not yet."
"Another secret," Merlin said.
"It's best this way," the dragon said.
Merlin wasn't sure about this. How would Arthur react when he realizes he send Arthur to pull the sword out of the stone resulting in him having magic.
Mordred stood beside Morgause as the town's people below watched her. "Today is a day of celebration. A day…magic will be brought back to the land of Camelot," Morgause said.
The crowd whispered in shock. Some were content and some were not diverted.
"There is no reason to worry, I'm here to bring back peace. The tyrant king Uther Pendragon does not rule anymore, I do," Morgause said. "In recognition of this reunion of peace…I bring the people a gift, to show how peaceful and merciful I can be.
There will be an execution this evening and I know you found it very entertaining…it will bring a new era… for us to remember of all the innocent people that were killed by the during the great purge. This will be an occasion you will never forget," Morgause said.
Mordred smiled widely as he watched his guards built the fire around the pillar. It won't be long now. Mordred will have his revenge very soon.
Merlin stares off into space. Arthur snaps his fingers in front of Merlin's face.
"Wakey, wakey. Are you okay?" Arthur asked.
"I was thinking…about Morgana."
Arthur smiled. "Me too. I miss Gwen."
"What are you going to do when you get your kingdom back?" Merlin asked.
"I'm going to marry Gwen. I don't want to wait any longer," Arthur said.
"I'm glad to hear this," Merlin said, realizing the prophecy was unfolding.
Arthur smiles, then gazes at Excalibur. "Did you use magic to have me pull the sword out of the…"
"No, I thought about it, but I didn't," Merlin said. "I'm still surprised."
"How is it possible?" Arthur asked.
Merlin gulped. "I'm not sure."
"Arthur."
Arthur turns around and sees his knights coming toward him. "We'll ready."
"Good," Arthur said. Merlin follows praying things went well as he followed the Arthur and the knights.
The knights of Camelot arm themselves. Arthur stands at their front. He lifts Excalibur and swings it forward as he steps forward, signaling them to move out. Red capes file towards the castle walls. Sir Leon leads one group, they take out the sentries on the wall with crossbows and head in. Sir Percival, Tristan, and Gwaine take out another set of guards on another gate and wave in more knights. Arthur fights another set of Morgause's men and Merlin and Gwen make sure they're dead after they roll down the hill.
Sir Percival splits from then and sneaks into the center of town. He freezes at the sight before him. Warning bells sound as Sir Leon leads knights through the palace. Gwaine charges through the palace tunnels while Leon's party charges up the Griffin staircase.
Sir Percival's party fights their way through the dungeons. Sir Leon leads another party, Arthur makes his way through the palace on his own. Gwaine and Elyan go to the bars as they hear the commotion from their cell. Sir Percival arrives.
"Thank god. What took you so long?" Lancelot said
Percival open the cell and takes Elyan grasp arms.
"You all right?" Percival asked
"I've been locked up with Lancelot for a week," Elyan joked.
Lancelot smiles as he and Percival help Gaius who's lying weakly on the bed.
"Gaius. Come on," Percival said.
Arthur rounds the corner with Merlin to find five guards standing guard.
"One each. Pick your man. For me!" Arthur said, holding Excalibur.
Arthur charges the front man, and strikes him. The mercenaries stumble towards Merlin and he knocks them out.
Arthur walks over toward Merlin and looks at Excalibur.
"You know, this thing's not bad," Arthur said.
"Thought you might like it," Merlin said.
"Ready?" Arthur asked. "For the love of Camelot!"
"They charge into the council chamber, but stop short when they find only Morgause lounging on the throne, Mordred stands beside it.
"Prince Arthur... What a surprise," Morgause said.
Arthur pointed the sword at her. "Where is my father?"
Morgause smiled. "Your father…is right where he should be."
Merlin raises his hand and Mordred slams him against the wall, pinning him there with his magic.
"Now, is that anyway to treat your king," Mordred said, with a smile.
"You are no king," Merlin sneered.
Arthur approaches her slowly. He raises Excalibur with an open hand to show he's not attacking her as he holds Excalibur.
"I'm going to enjoy killing you, Arthur Pendragon. Not even Emrys can save you now," Morgause said.
Arthur draws Excalibur.
"Your blades cannot stop me," Morgause said.
Merlin's eyes glow. "Hleap on bæc."
Mordred falls back to the floor.
"Hleap on bæc!" Morgause shouted at Merlin.
Merlin suddenly found himself lifted off his feet and flying fast against the window. "Noo." Arthur lunged forward to reach for Merlin, but he was tossed back into the room and onto the floor as he watched the window shatter as Merlin fall out the window.
Arthur awoke. He was cold and his back was pressed to a familiar feel. He opened his eyes and realized he was in the dungeon. Beside him was his father. He was chained to the wall and didn't look well. "Father."
His father looked to the right and his eyes widened. "Arthur, thank god you're okay."
"What happened?" Arthur asked.
"The witch took the palace. She took your mother's throne. My god, what have I done. My hate for them has caused my enemies to come after you. I'm so sorry, Arthur," Uther said.
"It's going to be alright," Arthur said. "We'll get out of this. I promise you."
"Did you find your sister Morgana? Is she okay?" Uther said.
Arthur nodded. "She is well. She is resting at Merlin's home."
"But… the witch said she send the slave traders after her… They didn't…"
"No, but if I hadn't made it on time then…" Arthur went to silent.
"My god…If I get out of this, they will pay for this… mark my words," Uther said angrily.
Arthur wondered if it wasn't a good idea to tell his father this. He wondered if he would go after all sorcerers again. "Merlin will save us."
Uther glared at him. "You found him?"
"Yes," Arthur said.
"If the warlock is truly your friend, where is he? He wouldn't leave you here," Uther said.
Arthur scowled. "Mordred tossed him out the window. I'm sure he's okay, since he can't die… at least I hope not," Arthur said.
"Everyone has a weakness," Uther said.
Arthur sighed. "Why can't you just accept the fact that Merlin is a friend and wouldn't hurt me?"
"You know why?" Uther asked.
"Your hatred for those who have magic will be your downfall. It is written… I won't let you die?" Arthur asked. "You have to let this go."
"Because your mother died of magic, you know this," Uther said.
Arthur stood in silence. "What are you saying?"
Uther gulped. "I loved her and she wanted a child, but she couldn't bare me a child."
"You used magic," Arthur said, surprised and angered.
"I'm sorry," Uther said.
"Tell me your lying," Arthur said. "It can't be true."
Uther didn't say anything.
"Did you know she would die?" Arthur shouted.
Uther flinched.
"Tell me the truth," Arthur yanked on the chains.
"Yes, I did what I had to do for the kingdom. I never expected your mother would actually die," Uther said.
"It was a trade. A life for a life," Arthur said shocked.
"Yes," Uther said, sadly.
"No," Arthur suddenly fell to the floor. The chains broke around his wrist suddenly. In front of him appeared Mordred.
"You," Arthur hissed.
A sword appeared in Mordred's hand. "Stand up."
"Stay away from my son," Uther shouted.
"You have no right to speak," Mordred said. "Stand."
Arthur stood angered he was about to reach forward to grab the sword when Mordred did something unexpected. He handed the sword to him.
"Take it," Mordred said.
"What?"
"Take it. I know you want the sword. I feel the anger boiling in your veins," Mordred said.
Arthur took the sword.
"Kill him now. I know you want to," Mordred said, standing behind him. Arthur turned to face his father.
Uther stood and stared at Arthur. He could see the rage in his son's eyes. "Arthur, you wouldn't strike a defenseless man. I know you."
Mordred sighed angrily. He snapped his fingers and the chains that held Uther's wrist were gone. A second sword appeared on the ground and he kicked it to Uther.
"Pick it up," Arthur snarled.
"No," Uther said. "I will not fight you."
"You killed her," Arthur pointed the sword at Uther's neck. "How many more innocent's lives have you taken?"
"He has taken, thousands. You know this," Mordred said. "He deserves to die."
"Stop, don't listen to him, Arthur. He is trying to make you go against me," Uther said.
"Pick up the sword," Arthur shouted.
Mordred smiled as Arthur moved closer toward Uther with the sword pointed at him. It was his plan all along to have a father and son fight. If they kill each other it would be even better.
Merlin awakes to find his dragon standing beside him. "Kilgharrah, what happened?"
"The witch pushed you out the window. You were falling and I caught you," Kilgharrah said. "You must be careful. You're not that destructible."
"Good to know," Merlin said. "Where am I?"
"You're in the forest near the castle. Once you're rested, you must find Arthur and stop Mordred. This is the night the prophecies speak of," the dragon said.
"Uther's death?" Merlin asked.
"Yes, Arthur will reign for everlasting," the dragon said.
Merlin stood on wobbly legs for a second. "I can't let that happen."
"It is spoken of. You can't stop this," Kilgharrah said.
Merlin sighed, annoyed. "Not like this. This could destroy Arthur. I must intervene." Merlin walked toward the clearing and stood, staring at the castle in the distance.
"If you change Uther's fate, you will change something else. There's always a price when you mess with fate," Kilgharrah warned.
"I know," Merlin turned toward Kilgharrah then disappeared.
Kilgharrah shook his head.
Morgause stood with her army in the middle of town. Camelot's army stood before her. "You can't stop me. I will squash you like the ants you are," Morgause said.
"I like to see you try," Gwaine said with sword raised.
"The noble knight Sir Gwaine," Morgause said. "You will die soon."
"Why don't you fight us like a man then use your magic. Are you that pathetic?" Gwaine asked.
Morgause growled. "I'll show you pathetic." She came at him hard with the sword.
Gwaine stood blocking her sword with his own as her army came charging at the knights of Camelot.
He took a step back as she hit him at all sides while he blocked her. She was in a fit of rage and he never saw anyone fight like her. Gwaine blocked another strike and kicked her back, making her fall to the ground. He struck his sword down, but was blown back by her magic.
He groined as he fell back. He sat up as Morgause lunged forward, but was tossed on the ground as something large hit her. The Morgause's army scattered as a white dragon landed and growled at them. Camelot's army was terrified and was even more shocked to find the person sitting on the dragon's back.
Morgana sat there with her sword in hand. She wore armor around her waist and her wrist. A thin chain shirt with black pants and boots. She got off the dragon and made her way toward the knights "Hello Morgause." She walked toward Sir Leon that stood in the front of the army.
"This is Aithusa, she will not hurt the people of Camelot," Morgause said patting the dragon.
The knights weren't so sure.
"Princess Morgana, you shouldn't be here." Sir Leon said.
"I'm only here for her," Morgana said.
"What a shame to see your still sane sister. I was hoping the slave traders took care of you, Morgause said.
"How dare you. How could you be so cruel?" Morgana spat.
"I became cruel the moment Uther killed my family and the moment you took his side," Morgause said.
"He's my father. I don't agree with some of the things Uther does, but I won't let you take his kingdom," Morgana said.
"It's no longer his," Morgause said.
"We'll see about that." Morgana ran forward and lunged with the sword in her hands.
Camelot's knights lunged forward, ready for battle.
Aithusa flew in the air and lunged a fireball at the Morgause's men.
Arthur lunges forward and Uther ducks grabbing the sword from the floor. He leans up and blocks Arthur sword. He pushed him back. "Stop this."
"Get up," Arthur said, taking a step back. "And fight me like a man."
"I will not fight you," Uther said. "Don't you see what Mordred is doing?"
"He killed your mother just like he killed my father. Kill him," Mordred said.
Arthur stood there with the sword pointed at his father's sword. Every thought that purged his mind was his mother.
"If your mother didn't die you wouldn't be here. Don't you see she gave you life? She loved you enough to give up her life for yours," Uther said.
Arthur raised the sword, but stopped.
"Arthur stop."
Arthur turned to find Merlin standing before him.
"You don't want to do this," Merlin said.
Mordred hissed. His eyes glowed and Merlin was sent flying back. He fell to the floor as Mordred came at him.
Merlin stood and Mordred was blown backwards. Part of the ceiling collapses with the blast onto Mordred. The glow in Merlin's eyes dies out.
Merlin approaches Arthur.
"You all right?" Merlin asked.
"Yes," Arthur said, dropping the sword. He turned toward his father. "I'm sorry."
Uther nodded. His eyes turned toward the blast. The smoke clears and Mordred is gone. "Where is he?"
Merlin turns and signs. "He's gone."
In front of the castle was like a battlefield. The ground was burned with fire. The sky was dark and the knights of Camelot stood victorious. Most of Morgause's men were either dead or ran away. The only person that stood among them was Morgause.
She was on the ground just waking up from unconsciousness. She looked up to see Morgana pointing a sword at her. "You lost, Morgause." Morgana said.
"If you're going to kill me, just do it," Morgause said.
Morgana held the sword at her throat. She was tempted to kill the bitch. Especially what she tried to do.
The knights of Camelot stood beside her and she gasped suddenly. Morgana turned to find Merlin appearing before her. He grabbed her hand.
"You don't want to do this," Merlin said.
She pushed him back. "Do you have any idea what she tried to do to me?"
"I know exactly what she tried to do," Merlin grabbed Morgause's arm and she screamed. "Nooo."
Morgause yanked her hand free from Merlin. In replace there laid an iron cuff. It was the same cuff she gave to the slave traders. Her powers were gone. Oh God. "What have you done?" She shouted.
"You deserve death, but I like Merlin's plan. I'm sure father will have you burned at the stake for this," Morgana hissed.
Sir Leon and Gwaine pulled Morgause up.
Arthur and Uther walked forward. "Take the sorceress to the dungeon," Uther said.
"Your death is coming… I only wish I could see you burn in hell," Morgause shouted, as they dragged her away.
Merlin and Morgana turned to find Uther standing before them.
"Morgana, are you okay," Uther said.
Morgana dropped the sword. "I'm fine father,"
Uther could see the same rage in her eyes just as Arthur did just moments ago. "I'm sorry." Uther hugged her and Morgana could only stand there trying to process everything that has happened to her today.
She wondered if everything would ever be the same ever again?
Gwen sits on a chair in Arthur's chambers. She wore a beautiful red dress. She still thought it was odd, because only a day has past since the events that unfolded recently.
Merlin had taken her home and now she is in Arthur's room.
"Are you sure I'm safe here?" she asked.
"I talked to my father. He understands," Arthur said, knowing one way or another he was going to make this happen with or without his father's approval.
Gwen waits uncertainly as Arthur steps forward. "Guinevere... I just don't ever want to lose you. I want you by my side."
Gwen smiles a little. Arthur considers her for a moment and then takes her hands. She waits hopefully.
"Will you marry me?"
Gwen smiles. "Yes, or course, with all my heart." Arthur and Guinevere step into each other's arms and kiss passionately.
They pull apart. "What about your father?" she asked.
"You let me take care of that," Arthur smiled.
The doors open to reveal Guinevere dressed in a rich, white and gold gown, walking down the aisle between the knights and courtiers of Camelot. The room was filled. In front of her stood Arthur beside the throne. His father stood in the middle with a scowl on his face. Princess Morgana and Prince Merlin stood on the left side, smiling brightly at the scene that was taken place.
Guinevere makes her way toward the podium and kneels before Arthur. Arthur smiles down at her.
"By the sacred laws vested in my father, and me, I crown you... Guinevere... princess of Camelot," Arthur said. He crowns her and takes her hands, to help her up. She steps up on the dais. She stands before him as he puts her engagement ring on her first finger.
They say their vows. When it's over they wholeheartedly kiss and Guinevere smiles as they parted. Arthur holds her hand and turns them to face their subjects.
"Long live princess Guinevere!" Prince Arthur said to the crowd.
Long live the princess! Long live the princess! Long live the princess! Long live the princess! Long live the princess!
Uther stands above the balcony of his castle as he looks down to the crowd of people that surrounds the pillar. Arthur and Morgana stood beside him.
In the middle, Morgause was strapped to the pillar. Her hair covered her face. Her eyes bloodshot and dark as she looked up at Uther with hatred.
"You Morgause are hereby will be burned for the crimes you commit, the crimes of sorcery, the killing of innocents and working for the slave traders in harming a royal member. Any last words," Uther said.
Morgause looked up. "Go to hell."
Uther lifted his hand high in the air for the executioner to see. He dropped it down and Merlin closed his eyes. Morgana didn't even flinched as the fire reached her stepsister and watched her burned.
Merlin thought her screams could be heard for miles. He left walking back inside. God, he prayed he didn't have to do that in the kingdom he ruled. It was too cruel to watch or order it. But he knew it had to be done. Morgause would only cause more harm if she lived.
"Merlin," Arthur said softly from across the room. "Never could stand executing someone. How are you going to become king, if you can't do that?"
Merlin shrugged. "I'll learn."
Morgana walked out and Uther did as well.
"Are you well, Morgana?" Uther asked.
"I'm fine… I just need to rest," Morgana walked toward Merlin and stopped. "Thank you, again, Merlin." She kissed his cheek then she left.
Merlin blushed. He turned to face Arthur. Merlin grimaced and wondered if Uther still wanted him dead.
"Um, I best be going," Merlin said.
"Wait," Arthur said. "Where are you going?"
"I need to go to… my kingdom and see how my people are doing. I'll be back in the morning," Merlin said. "And try not to get yourself killed."
Arthur smiled. "Of course." He waved as Merlin disappeared.
Uther was still trying to get use to the idea of magic in the palace. "You know magic is still banned here."
"Of course father, but Merlin is a prince and he saved our lives many times."
"True, but I still don't trust him," Uther left.
Mordred stared into the distance as he stood on a hill. He looked over the horizon to see the small ring of smoke fill the small section in the town. He knew at that moment Morgause was dead.
His eyes blazed with anger. He turned toward the sound of footsteps. No doubt it was Camelot's knights. Mordred ran into the clearing to see four knights approach him.
"It's the sorcerer. Get him," one knight said with sword raised.
Mordred screamed and the knights were cast onto the ground. He appeared in the middle of them and his eyes glowed yellow as he stared them down. Words came out of his mouth and the knights that were on the ground screamed and abruptly exploded.
Mordred stood among the blood soaked filled and smiled.