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Chapter 11: Reunited
Aria could barely see George, Patrick and Giles flying around her, trying to protect her from the dorocha. They were like slow motion blurs at the corner of her vision.
"Aria!" George kept crying out her name, but she just lay there unresponsive, in a crumpled heap on the ground.
He's gone. Just like my dream predicted. I'm too late. I could have stopped this, I could have saved him. Why didn't I save him? Why was I so weak? I should have had the courage to ride out alone, to somehow get to the Isle of the Blessed, so I could give my life for him. I've failed the prophecy. I'm too late. He's gone.
It felt as though her soul had been sapped from her and she couldn't move even if she wanted to.
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Merlin felt his vision come back to him slowly. The darkness was ebbing at the edges of his vision, allowing him to see some of what was around him.
The dorocha didn't kill me. Is it because I have magic? Though I can barely function, I need to get moving again so I can travel with Arthur.
Looking up into the worried face of Arthur, he tried calling out to him, to let him know he was still there. But it was no luck, he couldn't form any words, his mouth was refusing to move for him.
At least he is alright. That is the main thing.
Merlin felt himself being picked up by someone, but he couldn't see who. Whoever it was picked him up with ease, so he figured it must have been Percival.
No, I have to go with Arthur. Don't take me back to Camelot.
Merlin's sheer determination to stay with Arthur seemed to jog his mouth and voice box into working again and he managed to brokenly tell Arthur he needed to stay with him.
Before Merlin could properly hear Arthur's response, he slipped back into the darkness, only to wake this time on a horse. Tilting his head up as much as he could, Merlin only saw Lancelot ahead of him.
He's taking me back to Camelot, whilst Arthur and the other knights continue on their journey. No, I must stay with Arthur, please Lancelot, let me go back…
Merlin tried to shout out to Lancelot, to get him to turn around, but his voice had left him again. His lips formed empty words.
Feeling the familiar rush of dizziness, Merlin tried desperately to keep awake, but instead succumbed yet again to nothingness.
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They had camped for the night in a small clearing in the forest. Aria was sat next to a blazing fire, whilst George, Patrick and Giles were circled around her, torches in hand.
Aria felt bad that she wasn't responding to their questions or joining in with their conversation, but she just couldn't move. She felt absolutely drained and very sad. Ever since her bracelet had burnt on her skin the night before, she had felt like nothing mattered anymore.
I can't handle living in Camelot if Merlin isn't here. I know Gaius and Gwen are here, but Merlin…
She sniffed back a sob.
George crouched down next to her, "Aria, are you alright? What happened? Please, talk to us."
She raised her eyes to look into George's worried ones, "Sorry, George."
Realising that was all she was going to say, George gently patted her on the shoulder and turned around, back on watch.
I wish I could say more, but it took so much effort to even say that. I didn't realise what sadness truly was – or is this despair? The thought that he is dead… I feel like I've died inside. Why is the pain I feel so significant?
Crawling into a tightly curled up position on the forest floor, Aria wrapped her arms around her legs.
Maybe my dream wasn't true? Maybe Merlin didn't die? No… my bracelet burnt just like it did in the dream. But, the bracelet didn't scald so much I had to throw it off. Maybe that's a sign he isn't dead – maybe he's just seriously injured? No, that's not much better, though I suppose he would be alive.
Aria shook her head gently, I'm talking to myself. But maybe there is a small chance he is still alive?
Aria curled up into a tighter ball and hoped Merlin was alright, but she still could not get rid of the sinking feeling in her stomach. I need to know. I need to get to them.
For the rest of that day, Aria barely spoke a word and remained slumped in a foetal position on the ground. When night came, she didn't even feel scared when the dorocha started screaming around her.
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Merlin felt the darkness slowly begin to leave his body. He felt lighter than he had all night.
At least I think it's been a night. I've lost all sense of time. I hope I'm not too late and Arthur hasn't done something stupid.
As his vision cleared completely, Merlin felt his body warm, allowing him to move again. Slowly sitting up, he rubbed his eyes which felt sore from remaining open for so long.
Where am I? It's daytime, so has it only been a morning since I was hit by a dorocha? No, I feel too sore for it to have been that little time. Don't tell me, it's been another night as well?
Looking around he noticed Lancelot in a peaceful slumber.
"Merlin, you are awake."
Turning in surprise at the new voice, Merlin looked left and right to find the source of it. Seeing none, he looked confused, before a tinkling laugh directed him to look at a water droplet hovering above the lake in front of him.
"W-who are you?"
"We are the vilia."
"We?" Looking around, Merlin noticed other drops of water start to rise above the surface of the stream. When he looked closely, he could see a woman's face reflected in the centre of the droplet.
"Yes, Merlin. We are the spirits of the brooks and the streams. We are here because the tear in the veil upset the balance of the world. That tear needs to be healed or else terrible things will continue to happen."
"I know what I must do to heal the veil."
The vilia sighed in unison, "Merlin, it is your destiny to protect Arthur, but even you cannot make such a sacrifice."
"I must. This is my duty." Merlin went to stand up and found he felt rather lightheaded.
"You are still weak, Merlin. We have healed you, but you still require some time to recover."
Merlin looked at the vilia in front of him.
"Thank you for your kindness. I promise to repay you."
"To repay us, please heal the tear. But Merlin, please think of another way."
Rubbing his head, Merlin replied, "I will try, but I cannot guarantee it."
"Thank you, Merlin."
Looking around, Merlin noticed fish swimming in the stream.
"I think it's time I caught some breakfast." He smiled at the vilia in front of him.
Returning his smile, the vilia agreed, "I believe so. I'll ask my sisters to send more fish this way."
Merlin laughed, "You think I need help?"
The vilia laughed but didn't respond to his question. She smiled at him and disappeared back into the stream.
Merlin chuckled to himself again and looked around for a nearby branch to use as a fishing stick.
Finding a long branch nearby, he fumbled around his bag until he found a knife, and began sharpening the end.
Aria mentioned she really wanted to find a big branch to use as a walking stick that one time in the woods. She'd be annoyed that I found one so easily. Aria. I wonder how she is doing. I hope she is safe in Camelot. I really miss her, I really wish I could see her one more time before…
Merlin broke off from that train of thought with a sigh. Thinking like that won't get me anywhere.
Standing up with his newly sharpened staff, Merlin walked to the edge of the stream.
Time to get some breakfast.
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Gwen followed Gaius out of the council room, feeling relieved but also concerned.
Gaius turned towards her, "Gwen, would you mind accompanying me back to my chambers please? I have some more medicine for the King to give to you."
Gwen nodded, "Of course, Gaius." He must want to talk to me.
Following Gaius, Gwen couldn't help but wonder what Agravaine was planning. He is going against everything Arthur stands for, why is he being like this?
A few minutes later, they walked into Gaius's chambers and Gwen turned around and exclaimed, "Why did he do that Gaius? He closed Camelot's gates so that the people would be at the mercy of the dorocha. Arthur would not have stood for that."
Gaius had a thoughtful look on his face, "It is a good thing that you managed to convince him to re-open them, Gwen. Otherwise I fear there would have been many more deaths this evening."
"But, I just can't… I can't understand why he would even consider locking the people out of Camelot. Surely he must know that his excuse of 'we'll run out of food if we let everyone in' was ridiculous? The people outside of the gates grow our food! If they die, we all will too eventually. I just can't understand-"
Gaius rested a hand on her shoulder, "There, Gwen. Let me get you a calming potion. I feel both of us need something to rest our frustrations."
Gwen took a deep breath and nodded, "Sorry, Gaius. I- I didn't mean to get so worked up."
"Nonsense, my dear. I too don't know why Lord Agravaine issued such an order, but at least we must be thankful that you managed to convince him otherwise."
"I suppose, but something didn't seem right there. I don't know, maybe that was just my imagination…"
Gwen broke off and Gaius handed her a cup of calming potion.
I can't explain it, but the way he looked at me, it was like he wanted to... no. This is Arthur's uncle I'm talking about. I must stop. Arthur would be very upset if he knew I was thinking badly of his uncle. I'm sure Lord Agravaine had the people's best intentions at heart.
Gaius studied Gwen carefully, "I think you must be wary of Lord Agravaine."
Gwen looked up, surprised, "You felt it too, Gaius?"
"I'm not too sure, but I think it's best we remain cautious."
Gwen nodded and carried on drinking her potion, deep in thought.
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Lancelot slowly opened his eyes, the thoughts of yesterday rushing back to him.
Merlin! I was taking him back to Camelot for treatment when I met with the vilia and we rested for the night.
Sitting up swiftly, he looked around for any sign of the warlock. Looking to his left, he noticed Merlin was holding a sharp stick with one hand and had a couple of fish hanging from the other.
Lancelot shook his head and laughed. I'm glad he is alright.
After saying good morning, Lancelot paused when he noticed that Merlin had no intention of going back to Camelot.
"Do you ever do as you're told?"
Merlin thought for a moment before grinning, "No."
I can see why Arthur gets frustrated with him. But I can also see why Arthur values his friendship and seeks his counsel, even if he does not like to admit it.
"Say hello to Gaius and Aria for me!" Turning around to go, Merlin went to jump on his horse.
"Merlin! You can't just say that and go. I can't return to Gaius and Aria and tell them that you nearly died and then jumped on a horse and rode away. Aria would have my head!"
Merlin laughed, "Well, come with me then. I must stop Arthur before he sacrifices himself."
"So you can sacrifice yourself? You would do that to Gaius and Aria?"
Merlin's face became pained, "I must do this, Lancelot. This is my destiny."
Merlin jumped on his horse and started to ride away. Lancelot grabbed his cloak and the fish and followed after him on his horse.
"Merlin." No answer. "Merlin."
Merlin sighed and looked behind at Lancelot.
"I'm sorry Lancelot. I don't want to do this, I still have many things I want to accomplish. But, this is my destiny. I care for Arthur and Camelot and I won't see them fall. I wouldn't be able to bear the look of agony on Gwen's face if something happened to Arthur."
"And Aria, it's OK for her to bear that look?"
Merlin's head snapped up, "I-I. No. She won't. I've not known her long. She-she doesn't feel for me that way. She will be going home soon anyway, I know I can't be with her."
"You don't know that, Merlin. And she may choose to stay here with you, if you give her the chance."
Merlin looked sad and Lancelot felt pity strike through his heart. Why can't everyone be happy and together? Is there no other way?
"She won't be able to stay here forever… and I can't. I have to do this. I can't allow Arthur to sacrifice himself. No one else would be able to do it in his stead, he wouldn't let them get past him. He doesn't know about my magic, I can knock him out and he won't even know what's happened. It's the only way."
With that, Merlin clicked his heels into his horse's sides and carried on, signalling the end of the conversation.
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Agravaine couldn't stop frowning as he cantered through the woods to where Morgana dwelled. That darn serving girl dares to speak out against me. Tells me to close the gates of Camelot to stop those… those peasants from coming to harm.
Nearing the cottage, he slowed down and jumped off the horse, tethering it to a nearby tree.
Opening the door, he sees Morgana. She is very beautiful. A dark beauty.
"What news of the mighty Camelot?"
Agravaine swallowed slightly. A beauty, but deadly nonetheless.
"What brings you here so early? Something's wrong." The last part was a statement not a question and Agravaine shifted on his feet slightly when he saw Morgana's face turn sour.
"A minor… irritant." Something about that serving girl is bothering me. Should I share with Morgana?
"Go on."
"Guinevere dared to speak out against me."
"She's dangerous." A look of anger swept across Morgana's face and Agravaine took an instinctive step back.
"She's a serving girl."
"No!" Agravaine jumped slightly at the venom in Morgana's voice.
He barely listened as she explained about her dreams predicting that Gwen would be the one to take her throne. Her eyes are captivating. A deadly beautiful, one who I am willing to serve.
But… do I want more? Do I too want to sit upon the throne? She would not take me as a husband, that I am sure. She is too powerful to overthrow me… But… that girl, Aria. If it is true what I heard in the library that day and she is from the future, she could be of great use to me. I could use her knowledge to help fuel my desires to be King. I need more proof of this though, before I make my move. One overheard conversation is not enough to be sure. Maybe if I capture her and torture it out of her – well, get someone else to of course – yes, that would work.
Agravaine started smiling to himself. I won't tell Morgana about her. I will use her to my advantage, and mine alone.
"Why are you smiling?"
Snapping back to the present, Agravaine lost his smile immediately. "Sorry, my Lady. I was imagining your glory on the throne once our plans have proved successful. I have a solution to how we can be rid of our little problem, Guinevere."
Smirking evilly at him, Morgana replied, "Do go on."
Agravaine took a deep breath before sharing his plans with the High Priestess.
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Aria rubbed her eyes gently as she woke up. It's been another night. Two days since Merlin…
Sitting up carefully, she looked around her and noticed the knights had all fallen asleep around her, slumped in various positions. They must be shattered. Even I'm still tired and I've done nothing… I should be here to help them. What is wrong with me? Why can't I will my body to move again?
Shaking her head, Aria rubbed her hands together. It's a bit cold. At least I'm feeling things again.
I need to snap out of this. If Merlin truly is dead… she broke off from her thoughts, a sob rising in her throat. Swallowing it down, she took a deep breath. If… if that really is the case, I need to be strong for Gaius. I need to be there to… help. I can't zone off into my own sadness, that wouldn't be fair to anyone.
My family and friends… what would they think if I returned and I was wandering around like a zombie? If I continue with this unresponsiveness? No, I must snap out of this. Merlin wouldn't want me to be like this, he'd want me to be strong and protect Gaius. Maybe my destiny has not yet been fulfilled.
Aria looked down at her hands cradled in her lap. I wish I had another chance to save Merlin. Please, give me one more chance.
Feeling a strong wind blow around her, Aria looked up at the sky. Please.
Hearing nothing in response and just getting colder from the wind picking up around her, Aria decided to lay back down to get some rest.
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Gaius had been mulling over what had happened earlier with Gwen and Agravaine. He could not understand why Agravaine had decided to close the gates on Camelot's people, but thankfully Gwen had managed to convince him otherwise. I believe it was because she had him backed into a wall and he had no other choice. Thank goodness Geoffrey was there to agree with her. I can't bear to think what would have happened to the people had the gates remained closed.
As Gaius reached the King's chambers, he heard voices talking inside. Curious, he opened the door and walked in, pretending as if he hadn't heard any hint that there were people talking inside.
He raised an eyebrow when he saw Agravaine moving past him, leaving Gwen looking a little shocked.
"Is everything alright?"
Gwen looked up at Gaius, "Y-yes. He apologised for earlier. I believe he seeks my counsel." Gwen smiled slightly and headed out after Agravaine.
Gaius couldn't help but feel unnerved by the whole scenario. Turning towards the King, he made his way over to him, to administer his daily medicine.
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Merlin looked up and noticed a small hut in the distance. Perhaps there is someone there who could offer us shelter for the night.
"Night is approaching, we should rest in there." Lancelot pointed at the hut Merlin had just seen.
Merlin nodded and hurried his horse. Jumping down, they carefully entered the hut.
"Hello?"
There was no answer.
Slowly walking to the back of the hut, they both saw the back of a man, perfectly rigid in his seat at a dinner table.
"He's been…" Merlin gulped.
"Yes." Lancelot sounded grim. "We should rest here for the night."
Merlin agreed and put his bag down on a nearby table.
I hope we make it through the night.
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George gently pushed Aria back up as she started to droop on the horse beside him.
It is like she has been erased. She has been mainly unresponsive for nearly two days now. She has managed to eat some food and drink some water, but she barely talks and looks as pale as a ghost. Though at least today she has made some progress. I think our Aria is coming back to us, slowly.
At first, I thought she had been hit by a dorocha, but I believe her bracelet has caused this. I tried to take it from her, but she reacted strongly, crying that she couldn't be parted from it. I fear for her health.
George, Patrick and Giles had argued for several hours about whether to return to Camelot or not. Patrick had insisted that Aria needed to be seen immediately by Gaius, whereas Giles said it would do her best to get to her end goal, that is, meet with the Prince and his manservant, Merlin.
George was at a loss of what to do. He had no idea what had happened to Aria. One minute she was completely fine, then her bracelet seemed to be causing her some pain, then she was collapsed on the ground, like a living doll. After battling with both arguments for some time, he had agreed with Giles. They should continue to catch up to the Prince. When he had mentioned this to Aria, she had smiled and said thank you, so he was content he had made the correct choice.
Had it not been for her utter insistence originally, I may have agreed with Patrick to go back to Camelot. But as it stands, I fear her affliction is not physical, so she would benefit from reaching Prince Arthur and the knights.
They had almost caught up to the Prince and the knights, but with the disagreement over what to do next and the difficulty in travelling with and protecting Aria, they had covered less ground and were further away than they had hoped for.
George sighed, "We should perhaps find some shelter for this evening. We can light some fires and that will help us protect Aria."
Patrick nodded, "I agree. Let's look around for something we can use."
Up ahead, Giles called back, "I might have found something!"
Up ahead, the knights noticed a small hut surrounded by a copse of trees.
George put his finger to his lips to signal they should be silent on approach. As the knights got closer, they failed to see the two horses tied to trees on the other side of the hut, or the fire that had been lit in the far window.
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Gwen sat very still as Agravaine circled around her. She had been in his presence for only ten minutes, providing some advice on how to manage the people of Camelot, but she still felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach.
I was happy earlier, when Lord Agravaine had asked for my counsel. But now I'm alone with him in his chambers, I feel quite uncertain. I didn't give much thought to the fact I'd be alone here with him. I should have been more cautious like Gaius said. But now I'm here, if he asks me for my thoughts, I will have to tell him honestly.
"What can I do to reassure the people?"
Gwen looked up at Agravaine, who had now stopped in front of her. "Show courage. Shutting the gates last night showed you were as terrified as the people were."
Agravaine contemplated this for a moment, "I see, I am grateful for your advice."
He slowly move behind her again and Gwen felt the hairs on her arms stand up. I feel very nervous.
"Thank you, Gwen. You may leave now. I'll have my guards escort you home."
He smiled at her, but Gwen felt that it didn't really reach his eyes. She smiled and curtsied nonetheless and followed the guards outside.
Once his door was closed, she felt herself release a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding.
He asked for my counsel, yet he didn't ask more than a few questions. I wonder if any of what I said will make a difference.
Walking through the streets just outside the castle, Gwen felt a cold wind blow past her and she shivered, using her arms to wrap her shawl around her body further.
The streets are deserted because of the dorocha. I do not feel safe. At least I have two guards with me.
Gwen heard a bang in front of her and jumped. It's just the lid of a barrel closing shut because of the wind. No need to get so frightened.
Taking another deep breath, Gwen continued following the knights home. Nearly there.
Gwen didn't notice the hooded woman on the building to her left, nor did she notice the woman's eyes glow as she recited a spell. Before Gwen could react at all, she was knocked backwards with such force that she blacked out before she hit the cold, cobbled ground.
Morgana smiled evilly at the woman and guards she had just knocked over, then turned around and stalked off into the night.
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Gaius slowly made his way up to Uther's chambers, to pick Gwen up and accompany her home.
I have a strange feeling something terrible is going to happen tonight. I need to make sure she is safe.
Walking into the King's quarters, he noticed that he was sprawled on the bed, still in his clothes.
Turning to the knights guarding the room, Gaius asked whether Gwen had been by to help the King prepare for bed.
"We haven't seen her this evening, but Lord Agravaine requested her presence earlier. We were told someone else would come to tend to his Majesty tonight, but no one has shown up."
Gaius frowned, "Is Gwen with Lord Agravaine now?"
"I don't know, but it is quite late so I would think she has been escorted home by now."
"Thank you."
Gaius swiftly made his way out of the castle.
I must check she is at home, safe.
As Gaius made his way down the streets of Camelot, his mind shifted to Aria. I do hope Aria is also safe. I should have known she would try to follow after Merlin again. I heard she encouraged Sir George, Sir Patrick and Sir Giles to accompany her, so I feel somewhat relieved that she is protected. I hope she doesn't do something stupid.
Gaius sighed, I'm getting too old for this. For now, I must focus on Gwen.
Looking around, torch swinging in one hand, Gaius noticed something on the ground out of the corner of his eye. Walking over, he recognised the unmistakable shape of a human body. Leaning down, he checked for a pulse. This guard is dead.
Looking around he noticed Gwen and another guard nearby. Hearing screams in the distance, he hurried over to them and checked their pulse too. Only Gwen was still alive. She has been very lucky. I must get her back immediately.
A scream sounds nearby and Gaius looks up to see a dorocha flying right at them. He held out his torch and slashed through it, causing the dorocha to vanish in mid-air. Gently shaking Gwen awake, they made their way back to his chambers, Gwen swaying on her feet as she leaned on him to walk.
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Merlin rubbed his hands together over the fire. It's cold tonight.
Looking up at Lancelot, Merlin broke the silence, "Do you still think about her?"
Lancelot didn't answer for a moment, he knew the question was about Gwen.
"No. Arthur is a better man than me."
I understand how he feels.
"I'm sorry."
Lancelot looked surprised, "Why? He loves her and she is happy."
Merlin looked into the fire, deep in thought. If Gwaine loved Aria and she was happy, would I be so willing to let her go? I don't know if I could…
Thoughts of Aria filled his head; Aria turning around and smiling at him, Aria staring up at him with her beautiful, green eyes, Aria hugging him goodnight, Aria working diligently on her potions with her hair tied up in a scruffy bun, the way she concentrated on something with her tongue slightly poking out of her mouth, how she read her books curled up by the window, how her laugh caused others to grin and laugh around her… I'm in love with everything about her.
Lancelot was watching Merlin carefully.
"What about Aria?"
Merlin snapped his head up, broken from his thoughts.
"What?"
"Aria. What about her? You know that by sacrificing yourself, you will hurt her deeply."
Merlin looked down into the fire again. "I have to do this, it is my destiny."
Sighing, Lancelot replied, "Merlin, there are things greater than destiny."
"I don't think it works like that in my case."
"What if Aria is your destiny?"
Merlin felt a strange hum pass through his body. The prophecy said Aria was to help me and Arthur. But I don't see how Aria and I can be tied by destiny. My primary duty is to protect Arthur. He is giving up his life for his people, so I must take his place in order to save him and allow him to unite all of Albion. I won't allow Aria to take my place. There is no other way.
Lancelot sighed again, "I don't know what you're thinking, Merlin. But there must be another way."
"I don't think there is. This is something I must do."
"Aria asked me to help and look out for you, you know."
Merlin looked shocked, "She did?"
"Of course she did!" Lancelot chuckled and rolled his eyes. "She cares for you Merlin, I don't know how many times people have to say that to you."
"But-"
CRASH
Alert, Merlin and Lancelot jumped to their feet. Lancelot grabbed his sword and Merlin grabbed a torch in case it was a dorocha.
And the night begins.
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Gwen touched her head, "Ow."
"It is a surface wound. You were very lucky."
"What happened, Gaius?"
"You weren't attacked by a dorocha that much is sure."
"Then what?"
Gaius pursed his lips. I fear Agravaine may be involved, but I don't want to scare her.
"I fear… someone wanted to do you harm."
Gwen looked shocked, "Why?"
"I don't know."
"Surely if they did, they'd have done a better job?"
"Maybe. Cold blooded murder is suspicious. Better to leave you to the dorocha."
Gwen looked down, "That's terrible."
Gaius looked grim. It's one thing after the other. First the Cailleach, then Merlin wanting to sacrifice himself for Arthur, then Aria trying to save Merlin. Everything is such a mess. I don't know how this will end.
"Gaius, have you heard from Merlin and the others? From Aria?"
Gaius shook his head, "No, I have not."
"I hope they are all alright. I can't believe Aria went off after them like that. She must know how worried we'd be! After all, that night she got lost in the forest was enough to worry me sick, but now she's off on her own journey to follow Arthur and the others. What was she thinking?"
"I'm not sure." Gaius sighed. "I can't help but worry about them all. I should have kept a closer eye on Aria."
"It's not your fault Gaius. I think Aria was determined to follow them. She must have some reason for it. I am just glad she had knights to accompany her and protect her."
"Yes. I hope she is being careful."
Both remained silent for a moment, before Gwen spoke up again, "I can't understand why this is all happening. Someone or something is threatening Camelot, we are getting attacked by the dorocha and Arthur plans to do something stupid to save everyone. Then Aria wanders off after them and I nearly get killed. Do you think Morgana is behind all this?"
"I believe so." Gaius looked sadly at Gwen.
"When Aria returns, the first thing I'm going to do is tell her how stupid she's been. I just… I just hope she does come home…" A pained look passed across Gwen's face.
"Don't worry Gwen. I'm sure they will all return home safely."
"I hope so Gaius. I hope so."
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Aria felt a strange tingling sensation in her stomach. It was the first time in many hours that she had felt something other than coldness.
Merlin.
She rubbed her eyes, all the tears had come out.
I can't believe he... No, remember Aria, you're remaining positive. The dream may not have been true. The bracelet didn't burn as much as the dream anyway, so there is still a chance he is alive…
Aria sniffed and slowly tilted her head up. She noticed that the others were dismounting and she assumed that they were preparing to enter the hut in front of them.
"G-George?"
George looked up immediately, "Aria!" he whispered, "Are you alright?"
She nodded slowly, "I'm sorry, George. I- I don't know what happened. I… something terrible happened and… it drained me."
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Not really. I think I went into shock. I think I'm still in shock. I… I don't know what to do."
"We will rest here Aria, do not worry about anything. We will look out for you."
She nodded, "Thank you, George. Thank you."
Climbing slowly off her horse, Aria looked around her. We're still in the forest. Have we not reached Mer- of course. How could I already… I wonder what happened when he walked into the darkness. Where is Arthur? Are we heading back to Camelot?
As a plethora of questions swamped her mind, Aria shivered. I'm cold again.
Giles noticed and smiled at her, "Don't worry, we'll light a fire once we're inside."
Smiling, Aria nodded in return.
Merlin.
Her smiled faded and Aria wiped her eyes with the cloak resting on her shoulders.
They tied their horses to the trees outside of the hut and cautiously entered. As they were walking through the door, Aria lost her balance from remaining inert for so long and from a lack of food.
CRASH
She fell into a nearby pot, causing it to smash into pieces.
The four of them paused, dreading that they'd caught the attention of the dorocha. Listening out, they heard some noise coming from the next room. Lighting more torches, they held them up in front of them and opened the door.
"Argh!" George swiped his torch forward, aiming at any potential dorocha who were behind the door.
Aria managed to climb up from the floor and was sandwiched between Giles and Patrick.
"Sir George?"
George froze, dorocha didn't speak, they only screamed. Looking up, he saw Lancelot holding a torch in front of him.
"Sir Lancelot, you're here! Is the Prince with you? We need to see him immediately."
At the mention of Lancelot's name, Aria twitched. Lancelot is here?
Lancelot took a moment to absorb the scene in front of him. He noticed there were others behind George, but he couldn't make them out.
"No, we left the Prince and the other knights about two days ago. I was to take Merlin back to Camelot."
At the mention of Merlin's name, Aria felt her body lurch forward into Patrick. Take Merlin back to Camelot. Take his body back… NO.
She felt a sob build up in her throat and she let out a strangled cry. Maybe there are more tears in me.
"Aria?!"
That isn't Lancelot's voice.
"ARIA! What are you doing here?!"
Suddenly, a pair of strong arms circled around her.
What?
Looking up through her newly gathered tears, Aria stared straight into familiar, blue eyes.
His eyes.
"M-Merlin? You're alive?"
I must be hallucinating.
"Shhh, shhh, it's alright Aria, I'm here." He pushed a strand of her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. Just like in the forest. Maybe this is a dream.
"But- but I saw you die. Y-you walked into the darkness. It was horrible. You walked into it, you died." Aria choked on another sob and buried her head into his chest. He smells so real, if this is a dream, I don't want to wake up.
To say Merlin was shocked was an understatement. All of the knights surrounding him looked puzzled as well.
"I don't understand, when did you see that Aria?"
"I-It was a dream. I saw the dream and then it happened. The bracelet burned and I thought my dream had come true. I'd hoped that it wasn't, but I didn't think that would come true." Came her muffled reply.
Merlin looked confused and turned to look questioningly at the knights who had come with her.
George coughed slightly, "I'm not too sure. We were following you and then about two days ago, she started itching her wrist where her bracelet is. Then she cried out in pain as if it was hurting her. Then it seemed to stop and she just collapsed to the ground. She hasn't responded much to anything since, although today she has spoken more and eaten something. I'm not sure what happened."
"Two days ago…" Lancelot looked at Merlin, "Merlin, two days ago was when you-"
"When I was hit by the dorocha." Merlin confirmed.
Aria looked up, tears still dripping down her cheeks. "You were hit by a dorocha?"
"Yes I was. Maybe… no, it can't… did you feel me get hit by it?"
Aria sniffed, "I felt something; I knew something bad had happened to you. I thought, based on my dream, you had died. In my dream, the bracelet had burned too, so when it happened in real life…"
Merlin held Aria tighter, "I'm so sorry Aria."
Lancelot walked up to Merlin and echoed what he had told him moments before about destiny, "Some things are stronger, Merlin."
Merlin looked down at Aria's head, which was shaking slightly from her sobs.
He's alive. How can he be alive? My dream… then my bracelet… he's alive. That's all I care about. He's alive. I still have time to protect him.
George walked forward, "Maybe it would be wise to get some rest?"
Lancelot nodded, "Yes. There is plenty of room to stay here the night."
Aria looked up at Merlin and said in a small voice, "Can I stay with you? Please?"
I just want to be near him. Before I leave him… I wonder if, when I enter the darkness - for I know that's what awaits me, I can feel it – I will be transported back to my time. Or, will I die and become nothing?
Merlin felt his cheeks light up at the thought and began to stutter, "O-Oh. Um. Well, I-I. Um. I think, erm. Um. Yes, alright, yes."
"Thank you, Merlin." Aria huddled closer to him again.
Giles chucked, "Well, this certainly explains a lot."
The knights shared a look and Lancelot smirked at the bumbling warlock.
Taking the three knights aside, Lancelot nodded at each of them in turn, "Thank you for looking after Aria. We thought she was still in Camelot, what happened?"
George replied, "She was, but then she came to me asking for help…"
"And you brought her out here? Are you mad?" Lancelot's voice rose and he shot George a disapproving look.
"I know it may not seem like I made the best choice, but she was desperate. If I hadn't have agreed and asked Giles and Patrick to come with us, she would have gone on her own. You know she's strong willed. She was determined to find you. I just wanted to make sure she had some protection at least."
Lancelot considered this for a moment, "You're right. Sorry for my outburst. I had already caught her trying to follow us once – I thought that taking her back to Gaius would quell her desire to leave again."
Patrick looked over at Aria and Merlin, who were now getting the beds ready for the night, "I can see now why she was so insistent to come. How long have they been courting?"
Lancelot chucked, "They aren't."
"What?" Giles exclaimed, "How can they not be?"
"Don't ask." Lancelot shook his head, "We should get ready for the night too."
Getting their things together, the group made their beds, which consisted of a thin mattress on the straw floor, and lay down for the evening.
Aria tried to stay awake, to enjoy the feeling of Merlin's arm leant against hers as they lay side by side on the floor, but soon felt her eyelids drooping.
I can't believe I'm lying next to Merlin. Thank God for my earlier courage. I can't believe he is really here, but… this is my last chance to be with him, so I wanted to be close to him on my last night here. From what Lancelot was saying earlier, we are only a day's ride from catching up to Arthur and the others at the Isle of the Blessed. These last few days have been the strangest and most terrifying of my entire life.
Aria closed her eyes and what felt like only moments later, she was being shaken awake by Merlin.
"Aria, we must go. Get up, now!"
Eyes opening wide, Aria jumped up. The dorocha are here.
She rubbed her forehead. I have a headache, we couldn't have slept long.
"We must go, follow me Aria."
Merlin grabbed her hand and started dragging her out of the hut. The knights were fighting off some dorocha, leaving the path clear for their escape.
"This way!" Merlin shouted for everyone to follow him.
As she was running blindly through the forest, Aria heard Merlin bellow something, but the wind whipping past her ears made it impossible for her to understand what he was saying.
That sounds like… yes, when he called Kilgharrah. He's calling Kilgharrah! Of course, he can breathe fire!
Moments later, Aria felt the wind push at her from another direction and knew the great dragon was close. The dorocha surrounding them were blown away by streams of fire and Aria sighed in relief knowing that Kilgharrah had arrived.
Entering into an open clearing, Aria, Merlin and Lancelot stopped running. Where are George, Patrick and Giles? I hope they are alright.
Kilgharrah landed in front of them, causing Lancelot to draw his sword.
"It's alright, he is here to help." Merlin had his hand held out towards him.
"M-Merlin." Lancelot stuttered. "That's a dragon."
Merlin rolled his eyes at Lancelot and turned towards Kilgharrah, "Thank you."
"Lovely to see you again, Aria."
"You too, Kilgharrah."
Lancelot looked in shock and awe at Merlin and Aria, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing and hearing.
"Who is your friend?"
"I'm Lancelot." Lancelot decided it was best to speak up himself.
"Of course. Lancelot, the bravest and noblest of them all."
"I'm not sure that's true." Lancelot replied.
"We shall see."
Aria looked up at Kilgharrah, "There were other knights with us, Kilgharrah. Can you see if they are safe please?"
"I can hear them nearby, they are safe."
Aria breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."
Lancelot spoke up, "We are on our way to the Isle of the Blessed, to help Arthur heal the tear."
"Indeed. But at what price?"
Merlin replied, "I know that the spirit world demands a sacrifice."
Kilgharrah reared up on his back legs slightly, causing the ground to shake when he lowered his front legs again. "It demands nothing. It is the Cailleach, the gatekeeper to the spirit world that asks such a price."
Aria looked at Merlin, then back up Kilgharrah, "Is there no other way?"
Kilgharrah considered her for a moment, "There is not."
"Arthur intends to sacrifice himself to heal the veil. It is my destiny to protect him. You taught me that." Merlin looked straight into the dragon's eyes.
"Merlin, you must not do this." The dragon's voice rumbled through the earth beneath their feet.
"I have no choice. I must take his place." Merlin stood up straighter and looked determined.
I won't let him. I will take his place.
As if hearing her thoughts, Kilgharrah turned towards Aria and gave her a knowing look.
"It will be an empty world without you." Turning from Aria and towards Merlin he continued, "Young warlock."
With that, Kilgharrah took off into the night sky, his great wings causing the wind to swirl around them.
Merlin hadn't noticed how Kilgharrah had aimed the first part of his sentence at Aria. But Lancelot had and he frowned.
Aria swallowed, "W-we should get the others. Make sure they are alright."
Merlin nodded, "Yes, let's go."
As they were turning to leave, Lancelot grabbed Aria's arm and whispered to her, "Don't do anything stupid, Aria."
Aria smiled at him, "I won't Lancelot, don't worry."
I'm sorry for lying Lancelot. I have to, for Merlin. For Camelot.
Lancelot nodded and let her arm go, but couldn't drop the feeling of unrest and concern that had built up in his chest.
~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~isHi
After meeting back up with George, Patrick and Giles, the group had continued on to the Isle of the Blessed as daylight was breaking so it was safe to move around again.
Lancelot looked at Merlin, who was riding with Aria in front of him.
"Merlin, how can you sacrifice yourself like this?"
Stopping his conversation with Aria, Merlin turned to face Lancelot, "It's not… easy. But, when you really care about something, then you know what you have to do. Even if you have to do something crazy. You'll do it."
Lancelot nodded slowly, "But how do you know when it's the right time to make a decision like that?"
Aria looked up at Merlin, interested in what he would say.
"You just know. When it's something that's more important than anything." With that, Merlin gently kicked the sides of his horse and continued forward.
Lancelot stared at Aria and Merlin in front of him. Something more important than anything.
Without conscious intention, Lancelot thought back to Gwen asking him to protect Arthur and how he had promised to protect him with his life. Gwen had been distraught at knowing Arthur was travelling to the Isle of the Blessed and knew he was going to do something noble like sacrifice himself for his people. I told her I would protect him. I didn't give it any thought, I just knew I had to promise this. For her. For Gwen. Something more important than anything… for someone more important…
Lancelot sighed and shook his head. Aria didn't say anything when I brought up Merlin sacrificing himself. Something strange is going on. I hope she doesn't do something rash.
~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~
Several hours later, Merlin noticed smoke rising from a ruin in front of them.
Aria looked behind at Merlin, "Do you think it's them?"
"Maybe. Let's go and see."
They all dismounted and tied their horses up. Entering the ruin, they manoeuvred their way through the tumbling walls of rubble, towards the direction of the smoke. Lancelot put his fingers to his lips and signalled that he was to go first.
Walking through the doorway, Lancelot sighed in relief at seeing Arthur and the knights ready for action around the fire.
"Lancelot!" Arthur exclaimed, sheathing his sword and walking over to his companion. "How's Merlin?"
Lancelot looked grim, "Bad news, I'm afraid."
Arthur's face dropped.
Lancelot grinned, "He's still alive."
Relief shot across Arthur's features and he turned to see Merlin grinning and walking towards him.
Arthur patted him on the back, "Good to see you're still alive. A good manservant is hard to come by."
"I'm not that good." Merlin replied, grinning.
"This is true. Nevertheless, I'm glad you're alright."
Merlin smiled at Arthur and nodded, then turned to the other nights and greeted them.
Lancelot coughed, "That's not all, sire."
Arthur turned and noticed the newcomers, "Aria? What are you doing here?!"
Noticing three more of his knights following behind her, he didn't give her time to explain before he exclaimed, "Sir George, Sir Patrick, Sir Giles, why did you bring her here? What were you thinking?"
The knights hung their heads, unsure of how to respond to the Prince.
Aria spoke up, "It was my fault!"
"Yours?" Arthur looked shocked.
"Yes, I- I, well I threatened them! If they didn't bring me that is…"
"Threatened?"
Merlin laughed and then pretended to be very solemn, "Yes. Aria has quite the temper."
Aria shot him a glare and mumbled, "Shut up, Merlin."
Merlin laughed again and walked over to her, "It's alright, Arthur. They helped save our lives from the dorocha."
Arthur pursed his lips, "Hmm. This is a dangerous place, especially for a woman."
Aria placed her hands on her hips, ready to take a defensive stance on how she had managed quite well, despite being a woman.
Merlin gently rested a calming hand on her shoulder, "He's just worried about you."
Arthur blushed slightly, "W-well, you know, you're a woman. Women shouldn't be in dangerous places." He coughed, "And if you got hurt, Gwen would kill me."
Aria's face broke out into a grin and she started to laugh, causing all the other knights to follow suit.
Arthur rolled his eyes, "Anyway, let's get ready for the night. It could be long, even if the dorocha seem unable to enter this place."
Turning away and trying his best to ignore the laughing of his knights, he bent down by the fire to continue sharpening his sword.
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Later that night, Aria lay on her bed of hay, pretending to be asleep so she could listen to Merlin's and Arthur's conversation.
This is really bad. They could be having a private conversation and I'm trying to listen in.
Nevertheless, she closed her eyes more tightly and concentrated on what they were saying.
"Everything will be alright, Arthur."
"I don't know that it will be, Merlin."
They must be talking about how to stop the dorocha and heal the tear.
"I will take your place."
Hearing this from Merlin, Aria froze, her breath catching. Trying to get her breathing to regulate like a sleeping person, she tried to continue breathing deeply. They can't know I'm awake.
I won't let Merlin take Arthur's place. I won't let Arthur sacrifice himself either. I was given another chance to do something. God, this is so strange, I never would have considered doing something this stupid before. I feel like something is driving me here though, Camelot has really changed me. I suppose living in another land and time, where magic and monsters truly do exist, can change a person.
Listening in again, she noticed that Merlin and Arthur were now talking about how Gwen needed to be happy in her life.
She will be. I'll make sure she is.
Closing her eyes, Aria decided to get another couple of hours sleep before she made her way to the Isle of the Blessed.
I'll go alone, I know the way as I can see it from here. Then, I can sacrifice myself without being stopped.
~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~
Merlin's head rolled forward, causing him to jolt awake. Ouch, my head.
Rubbing his eyes to get rid of the sleepers that had rested there, he groaned. I feel really disorientated.
Looking around, he noticed everyone was still sleeping peacefully. They must be tired after fighting the dorocha all night and then travelling in the day. I can't believe it's taken us so long to get here. There have been so many obstacles.
Looking over to where Aria was, he smiled. I'm glad I got to see her one last time.
Standing up, his knees clicked loudly. He stretched his arms above his head and walked over to Aria's sleeping form.
"Good morning, Aria."
When he didn't get a response, he frowned. Reaching down, he pulled the blanket off of her and gasped.
"What?!" Underneath the blanket was her bag and pillow – there was no sign of Aria.
Looking around frantically, Merlin began to search around the camp, jumping over the knights resting forms.
She's not here.
"W-wake up! Arthur, wake up!"
Groggily, the Prince opened his eyes, "Merlin? Is that you? What you doing?"
"It's Aria, she's gone!"
This snapped Arthur and the rest of the knights out of their early morning stupor.
"What?" George was standing up now, looking around the clearing for any sign of Aria.
"Her bag and a pillow were under the blanket, she's not here." Merlin replied.
Gwaine looked at Merlin, "Maybe she's gone to gather some food?"
"Don't be stupid, Gwaine. We're in the middle of a ruin, why would she search for food on her own? She would have woken one of us." Elyan responded.
"You don't know that, Elyan – she might not have wanted to wake us."
Leon walked towards Merlin, "We must find her, she is not safe."
Merlin nodded, "Let's go now!"
"Wait, Merlin. We must ensure we have all of our supplies." Arthur laid a hand on Merlin's shoulder.
"There isn't time! We have to go now."
Arthur sighed, "Merlin, we are going now. But we need to make sure we have everything, so we are not trapped by the dorocha or left unprepared."
Arthur signalled for the knights to pack up quickly.
No he doesn't understand.
"Arthur, you don't understand. We have to go now. We have to find Aria before it's too late."
Arthur flicked his eyes at Merlin, "What do you mean too late?"
Lancelot spoke up from behind him, "She plans to sacrifice herself in your place."
Arthur's eyes opened wide, and Gwaine exclaimed, "She plans to what?!"
"What do you mean? Explain Lancelot." Arthur had a frown on his face.
Lancelot looked at Merlin and then back at Arthur, "The reason she wanted to find you was so that she could sacrifice herself in your place."
Arthur paled at that, "You knew about this? And you didn't tell me?"
Merlin spoke up, "There isn't time, Arthur. We have to go. Now."
"Right, let's go. Grab a torch, leave anything unnecessary behind."
I hope we're not too late. Aria, you have to be safe.
As they were running towards their final destination, Arthur glanced at Merlin, "You let Aria get away with this? I'm surprised, Merlin."
Merlin shook his head, "Of course not. I told you I was going to be the sacrifice. Aria was determined that neither of us should die, but I never thought she'd actually go as far as this…"
Arthur saw a pained look spread across Merlin's face.
"I understand. It doesn't matter what happened, the main thing is we find her as soon as possible. She is alone, so she can't have gotten very far."
Merlin nodded, dread building up inside of him.
She's strong willed and she is determined. I have a horrible feeling she will reach the Cailleach before us. Aria, please be alright. Please.
As they ran through the courtyard, with its crumbled walls and overgrown ivy, Merlin heard the distinctive cry of wyverns.
Oh no.
Looking up, he saw several wyverns fly down to attack.
Arthur pushed him aside and he saw Percival get his arm clawed by the biggest of the wyverns. Looking away, Merlin muttered an incantation in his dragon speak, to order the wyverns to leave them be.
I hope that works. They are from the same family after all.
The wyverns listened, and flew off screeching.
"Percival, are you alright?" Leon rushed over to where Percival was knelt, blood covering his arm.
"I am fine, nothing a bandage won't handle."
Merlin grabbed his bag, pulled out a long cloth and tied it around the wound.
Arthur looked at Percival, "You should stay here and guard the entrance– Elyan, Leon remain with him. We will carry on ahead."
"But sire-"
"If the wyvern come back, we will need you to stop them from following us."
Percival nodded.
The wyverns screeched in the distance and Arthur turned to the remaining knights, "Giles, Patrick, you stay behind as well."
"Sire." They both replied.
Arthur nodded.
"We have to go." Merlin started to run towards the large pulse of magic he could feel up ahead.
We're getting closer.
~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~0~
Merlin saw magic glimmering and knew they were close.
"It looks to be just ahead!" George shouted, pointing in front of him.
Running through the archway, they were confronted with the Cailleach and a large black emptiness behind her.
Merlin looked straight at the Cailleach. This must be the tear. It's like it has torn straight through the air.
Looking around for Aria, he ran forward and sent a glare at the Cailleach.
Arthur shouted, "Where is she?"
The Cailleach turned her head towards her right, "She intended to take your place as a sacrifice. But, it is not her time to leave the world of the living yet."
Merlin bolted towards the figure lying in the shadows and felt for a pulse. She's still alive.
Arthur looked at Merlin, who nodded in affirmation that she was alright. Arthur's shoulders relaxed visibly.
Looking back at the Cailleach, Arthur demanded, "Put an end to this. I demand you heal the tear between the two worlds. Innocent people are dying, so put an end to this."
The Cailleach let out a cold laugh. "I don't see why I should."
"You, evil-" Gwaine unsheathed his sword, but before he could use it, he was blown backwards by the force of the Cailleach and knocked out.
George growled and began to unsheathe his sword to, but the Cailleach laughed evilly and blew him backwards, knocking him out also.
Arthur shouted, "Stop! I know what you want."
"Do you? And are you willing to let me have it?"
"I am prepared to pay whatever price is necessary."
The Cailleach grinned and signalled for him to come over. Merlin watched Arthur move and held out his hand.
This is my destiny.
Merlin felt his magic fire out of his hand and knocked Arthur out.
The Cailleach didn't look surprised.
Walking over to Merlin, she spoke again, "So, Emrys. You choose to challenge me after all. You will give yourself to the spirits to save your Prince."
"It is my destiny."
"Perhaps." The Cailleach considered something for a moment. "But, like Aria Phillips, your time among men is not yet over Emrys."
Merlin was confused. What?
Looking to the right, he saw Lancelot approaching the tear. No. Lancelot, no!
Lancelot looked at Merlin and smiled, "There are greater things than destiny, Merlin."
With that, he looked into the veil and stepped into the darkness, embracing it.
"NO! NO! NO!" Merlin bellowed, but it was too late, Lancelot had been enveloped in the darkness.
The Cailleach laughed and vanished, along with the tear.
"NOOOO!"
Merlin fell to his knees.
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Aria stood with her head drooped and her arms hanging down by her sides.
Lancelot…
Arthur was walking towards the pyre at the centre of the courtyard, Lancelot's robe and sword in hand. He carefully placed them on the pyre and took a step back, a solemn look etched on his face.
Arthur took a deep breath and addressed the knights and citizens around him, "We owe him a great debt. It is not just his deed we'll never forget, it's his courage, his compassion, his unselfish heart."
Merlin leant forward and passed Arthur a torch.
Aria saw Gwen trying her best not to break down in tears besides her, so she grabbed her hand and gently squeezed it. Gwen returned the gesture and sniffed besides her.
Arthur continued, "He's the most noble knight I've ever known. He gave his life for all of us."
Lighting the pyre, Arthur bent his head down in silent thanks and then turned around to walk away.
Aria slowly made her way over to Merlin, allowing Gwen to have some time with Arthur alone.
Merlin looked over at Aria and smiled sadly at her, "It should have been me."
Aria shook her head, "It should have been me."
"Aria-"
"Don't 'Aria' me, Merlin. We both thought it was our destiny to sacrifice ourselves." Aria looked at the blaze that had started in front of her, "Lancelot was so brave. I-I can't help but feel responsible for his death."
"What do you mean?"
"I asked him to help you and he knew that I was planning to sacrifice myself. I could tell that he knew. I lied to him, but I still think he knew…"
Merlin gently laid a hand on her shoulder, "Lancelot knew what he was doing. He saved us all."
Aria nodded, "He was very brave."
Turning away from the pyre, Aria and Merlin made their way towards Gaius, who was waiting for them by the side entrance of the castle.
Aria saw Gwen crying, whilst Arthur comforted her.
Poor Gwen. She told me earlier that she had asked Lancelot to protect Arthur. She must feel responsible for his death - I can understand how she feels. I'll let Arthur comfort her, then I'll visit her later to make sure she's alright. Merlin is right, Lancelot knew what he was doing and he did it for his love of Gwen, Arthur and Camelot. He was a noble and kind knight.
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Agravaine was confronted with an angry Morgana.
"This is all Emrys's fault." Morgana spat.
"Emrys?"
"As long as he exists I'll never gain what is rightfully mine."
Who is this Emrys? He must be powerful if Morgana is concerned about him. I wonder… could this 'he' be a 'she'? After what I heard in the library about Aria, if she truly is from a time in the future, she might hold the key to gaining power in Camelot. The powers she could hold…
"You must help me find this Emrys and destroy him."
Agravaine smiled, "Of course, my Lady. I will."
I will. Oh, I will. But I won't destroy Emrys, I'll use her.
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Later that evening, Aria was sat with Merlin in his room, writing what had happened in her diary.
This is incredibly hard to write, but it must be documented. Lancelot's sacrifice cannot be forgotten.
Hearing a commotion in Gaius's room, Aria flicked her eyes up at Merlin questioningly.
No one should be here this evening, everyone is in mourning.
Aria and Merlin crept towards the door separating them from Gaius and peeked through the gap.
"Gaius, you're knowledgeable… Have you heard of someone called Emrys?"
Gaius tried to hide his surprise at Agravaine's question.
Aria desperately tried to hide a gasp as she looked at Merlin, who shared a similar look of shock.
I knew it! He was up to something! He shouldn't know about Emrys – only Gaius, Merlin, and myself know about Emrys. But how?
After Gaius's reply that he did not know who Emrys was, Agravaine left.
Aria and Merlin burst from his room, "I knew it!"
Gaius raised his eyebrow at her, "What do you mean, Aria?"
"I had a strange feeling from him, I can't remember if I told you about it, maybe not. But anyway, I felt strange around him, I didn't trust him."
Merlin nodded, "I think you may be right. Only one other person could know of that name."
Gaius looked grim, "Morgana. You know her powers are growing, she too must have seen the Cailleach."
"But Agravaine?" Merlin replied.
"It seems as though your feelings were correct, Aria - he may not be as virtuous as he seems."
"Hmm… so he is in league with Morgana?"
Gaius sighed, "Perhaps. We must be aware Merlin. She must never know who you really are."
Concern washed over Aria.
What are they up to? How deeply is Agravaine involved?
A/N – So, I just got back from holiday, which was really nice :D It may be another 2 weeks before chapter 12, as I have a huge 'to-do' list since arriving home and don't want to rush the chapter!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter – let me know your thoughts in a review! ^.^
What does Agravaine have in store for Aria? Will Merlin and Aria ever admit their feelings for one another?!