Gaius
'The King is dead' I said as I pulled the necklace from around Uther's head, the necklace was cold and I didn't recognise it. I could feel the ebb of an enchantment on it. Frowning I left the room, leaving Arthur to his grief.
I leant against a wall and sighed turning the chain over in my hand. Uther for all his faults was my friend. The reason I had stayed in Camelot all these years. Did I belong here anymore? I was just an old man, Merlin was grown up he didn't need me. Arthur didn't need me, not like when he was a child and I tended to his wounds and helped him dry his tears.
Uthers death would lead to a new beginning, but I wasn't apart of the next story. My leave was about to come.
But for now I would stay, just in case.
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