Have no Fear
King Arthur Pendragon felt like he should be used to it by now. The gathering of the forces, his mighty army marching out to face an enemy that seemed unstoppable, but they would go out there and fight for all they were worth, for the love of their families and friends. For the love of Camelot.
Somehow it felt different this time, like a shadow was Arthur's constant companion on their ride to the battle field. He couldn't shake it, and he felt desperate as he knew he should get a grip if he was to win the fight and win this war. He was the King for goodness sake. He should act strong and be confident.
Riding along, deep in thought, he caught Merlin's steady gaze. They were always riding side by side in the lead, and Arthur had never given it much thought up until now. Merlin's whole body seemed to be emitting a white illuminating light and Arthur blinked a couple of times, wondering if the light he saw was a dream. Yes, it had to be his imagination, definitely.
Blinking again, hard, it was gone, but the intense look in Merlin's eyes told Arthur that everything was going to be all right. It was a silent promise, warming Arthur's soul and taking away his doubts and fear. Almost like a warm blanket of comfort that had been draped over the dark shadow and the only thing left was a golden light.
Arthur couldn't explain it, but he felt it in his heart. They were marching to the rhythm of a different drum. And no matter what would happen, they had already won.