Right- I have mocks the next two weeks so the updates may be slightly limited. As for this one- I did cry as i wrote it so- Yeah but i do have over emotional tear ducts. Anyway PLEASE ENJOY- and sorry for the cliffy- But dont worry ;) This isnt the end!

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Part 11

The breathes Arthur took barely lasted a second in his chest as he ran forwards and towards the tower; Or rather the mess of dust and falling rock that had been the tower. His feet crashing down upon the tangled mess of leaves and twigs which littered the ground, No longer concerned if people heard himself and the knights travelling through the unknown land. Gwaine, Elyan, Leon, Percival and himself had been making good progress towards the Tower which they had presumed was the tomb of Ashkanar, Their wet clothes had already begun to dry in the warm sunlight making it light on their skin as they travelled quickly and cautiously. But as a the sounds of falling rock and earth moving rang through the air and towards them; Arthur had decided it was time to pick up the pace indefinitely.

The king was at the front of the group; none of the knights were as fast as Arthur as he navigated the difficult terrain and towards the large dust cloud which slowly rose into the clear sky. The king didn't care about the minor cuts which littered his legs or tore through his trousers, Neither did he worry about the cool wind which blew through his hair; bringing with it the dust which had been created from the collapse of the tall structure. The king immediately slowed down his pace slightly, his hand bringing itself to his eyes as he marched forwards with his other free hand stretched outwards to help him avoid the thin tree's which surrounded the tomb. Dark thoughts of Merlin ran through his head with every step he took; Images of his friend beneath the rubble plaguing his thoughts with every crunch of fallen leaves.

Using only the hope that the secret warlock hadn't been the one to cause the tower to fall Arthur pressed onwards; Desperately trying to fill his mind with lighter more comical memories of his friend. Sounds of large wings and tumbling air rang through the air as another strong blast air and dust assaulted the kings eyes and caused them to water. His arm pressing harder against his eyes to prevent it from entering.

"ARTHUR! Maybe we should wait until the dust has settled-" Sir Leon called from far behind; His breathes becoming lightly laboured as he broke off into chesty coughs from where the dust had entered his mouth and dried his throat. The King didn't answer as he pushed forwards. His fast walk turning into a small jog as the ground seemed to even out. His worries for Merlin leading him onwards rather than the hope of destroying the final egg which could ruin his father's work.

Suddenly The breeze stopped and the area around the king and the knights fell silent; signalling for the men to stop moving forward. The ground was smoother beneath Arthurs feet rather than the mess of leaves and branches. Taking a deep breathe; and ignoring the dust which filled his mouth Arthur removed the arm which had been covering his sight.

As the king stared into the dust which was beginning to dissipate he noticed a dark shadow laying on the ground, Huddled inwards on itself in a foetal position; Cowering from pain and probably the dust. The king stumbled forwards as his eyes remained fixed on the body; His heart rate steadily increasing as more and more of the dust moved away making it easier to see.

But however much Arthur tried; He couldn't hold back the cry of his closest friends name as he identified the familiar brown jacket and mop of raven hair. "MERLIN!"

Arthur ran forwards, Avoiding the large stones and rocks which lay on the floor around his friends still body. Kneeling before Merlin the king rolled the warlock onto his back so he was facing himself, Merlin's face was pale; covered in a sheen of sweat which glimmered in the sunlight. His body was littered in cuts while his shoulder bled quite dangerously from a large cut on his shoulder.

"Arth-ur" Merlin wheezed as he struggled to breathe, His eyes fluttering open as he stared up to the dust covered King.

"Merlin- Whats wrong?" Arthur asked, Panic rising in his throat as he realised the familiar sound of a broken rib from his friends laboured breathes.

"Nothing- M'fine" Merlin mumbled as he eyes dropped dangerously; A rack of coughs causing his body to shake in the kings arms, Arthur shook the warlock lightly; A half-hearted smile gracing his face as Merlin looked up at him again.

"Come on you lazy idiot if your all right then- you can help me with-" The king paused as he realised Merlin was struggling to speak.

"Arthur-" Merlin interrupted, "Im sorry-"

"Why are you saying sorry?" Arthur asked, seriousness gracing his tone as he watched Merlin's breathes become less defined, His eyes fluttering to stay open.

"Because-" He paused, "Because of what- what- I said-"

"Merlin if anyone should be saying sorry its me- But nows not the time, we need to get you back to Camelot" Arthur ordered as he smirked. The king glanced over his shoulder towards the knights, However they were no-where in sight. Nodding with acceptance that they may have hung back until the dust cleared up he turned back to the warlock. Merlin's eyes remained locked with Arthur's face as he struggled to breathe,

"Arthur- Tell Gaius- Im sorry too" Merlin took a deep breath as his eyes fluttered closed, Arthur bit his tongue as he shook the warlock once again, His eyes watering slightly as he realised that Merlin had been trying to say goodbye. But Arthur being a prat he was ignored the mans fruitless attempts to get him to listen-

"Merlin- Stop trying to be lazy- You can tell him yourself" Arthur mumbled, The warlock smiled at the come-back, His eyes opening slightly once again.

"You… are going to make a great- king" Merlin muttered as he watched Arthur's face blur into once, Dark spots prancing across his vision. The warlock knew he was going to fall asleep for the last time; His rib injury had obviously been worse than he thought; Liquid was on his lungs and having dust rich air surrounding him didn't aid his battle to breathe. That and the fact he was losing blood from a infected injury on his shoulder. But before he went he needed to tell Arthur the unspoken knowledge that they both knew and had accepted a long time ago-

"You have been- One of the greatest friends I have ever had- too Ar-thur" Merlin spoke with his last breathe- "I just regret- Not-" Merlin's breathe became more laboured as he struggled to talk, But Arthur cut him off as he rubbed his arm in comfort. His eyes watering to the brim now as he watched the warlocks eyes slowly slip closed for the final time.

"Merlin-" Arthur asked, The warlock hummed a small response. The king swallowed a dry lump which had formed in his throat, This one time he would do as Merlin wanted- He would say goodbye.

"I guess- If this is the last time I can say it…" Arthur paused, Merlin's eyes watering as his battle for consciousness slowly began to loose and the light in his eyes slowly slipped away- "You too are- What I mean is-" The king stopped and composed the sentence in his head, Before speaking the last time; "Merlin you are-"

But before Arthur could finish- Merlin's body went limp and his breathes ceased continue as he chest fell for the last time. The king froze as he looked down at the body of the unnaturally still warlock, His eyes watering so much he couldn't help the single tear which carved a small river down his cheek. The king shook his head and brought a hand to his face; wiping away the stray tear. He hadn't had the chance to tell Merlin what he had meant to him.

"Merlin.." Arthur shook the warlock- His hopes dying as he watched no sign of response flutter across the raven haired man's face.

"Merlin… Please wake up!" Arthur shouted slightly now as he slapped the raven haired boys face-

But as nothing happened the king sighed and stopped his attempts at awaking his manservant, Instead resting him in his arms once again. "Merlin- You are one of the closest and will always will be the best friend I could ever have had- Even if you were an idiot" Arthur smiled- But he knew Merlin hadn't had the chance to hear it.

"Arthur?" Gwaine's heart felt call sounded, The king turned and glanced over towards the knights who stood at the edge of the clearing. Their eyes boaring into Arthurs as they witnessed the king hold his still manservant in his hands. Merlin head resting against his arm at an awkward angle.

However before another word could be spoken a strangled groan rang through the area, Arthur's face lit up as he looked down at Merlin expecting it to be the normal uninjured servant he knew opening his eyes and grinning; ready to tease the king for his heartfelt goodbye. However his heart fell as he was met with the same plain pale face. Arthur turned his head to the side looking for the source of the noise; His eyes locking with a figure propped against a tree.

"That must be Merlin's captor-" Gwaine voiced again, confirming all the knights assumptions. Growling in anger and grief Arthur stood upwards, lowering Merlin's body down to the ground gently as he glared at the man against the tree. The king left his friend and marched towards Borden. Gwaine quickly rushing forwards and taking Arthur's place as he did.

Julius's eyes had only been open for a few seconds; his surroundings returning to him as he glanced around the ruins. But within them seconds he had been picked up and forced against the same tree which had knocked him out by King Arthur. And just beyond his face was the still body of the sorcerer. And that was when Julius realised- He was in trouble.

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