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The adventure continues…

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Merlin sat on a bench on the far side of the training grounds, sharpening a sword as he watched Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table train. Arthur was currently fighting Mordred who was holding his own quite well against the King.

"Lower right," Merlin suddenly said telepathically to Mordred, who moved just in time to block Arthur's attack

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"My lady," Merlin couldn't help but smile.

"I've been looking for you everywhere," Gwen said. "I need you to deliver a letter for me."

Gwen held out a letter.

Freya.

Was written across the top.

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"He is more than able to look after himself, Merlin," Gaius pointed out. "But not against every Knight!" Merlin exclaimed. "Arthur's already questioned how Mordred was able to hold his own against Morgana… What if he looks deeper into it? What if he finds out?"

"Mordred would never betray your secret, Merlin," Gaius said sternly.

"I know he wouldn't," Merlin answered, slightly hurt Gaius would think that was what he was worried about. "I would happily take the blame for him."

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"Stand," The first voice said again. "Take it. The fate of Arthur Pendragon is in your hands now. See that you honour it."

A chill run down Merlin's spine and suddenly the world around him resumed its normal speed. Merlin swayed where he sat and Mordred quickly grabbed hold of Merlin's arm to keep his steady. Merlin blinked rapidly and looked round, feeling disoriented.

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"Merlin!" Gwaine greeted as he approached them. "Are you alright, my good friend? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"I'm fine," Merlin answered, quickly. "Just a little dizzy."

"Maybe you should go and see Gaius," Mordred recommended.

"I'm fine," Merlin repeated, before turning his attention back to Arthur. "What did you need, sire?"

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Hey! The next story up is 'The Disir', which will be posted soon. Thank you everyone who has followed, favourited and reviewed this story. Until next time,

Blessed be,

TreeOfLife1997.