POV_ Arthur
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'NOO.' Iseldirs scream tore through Arthur as he spun around watching in horror as Iseldir banged his fists helplessly against the bubble, the men seemingly having heard morganas order lifted their swords to each of their prisoners necks.
Suddenly Morgana cried out, from the corner of his eye he saw her collapse in Percivals arms, and he saw Iseldir topple forward through the bubble, the mercenaries were momentarily stunned, but not long enough, the blade swept across Iseldirs wife's neck, and blood gushed everywhere, the mercenaries all flew back, thankfully before they managed to get to any of the children and Arthur ran for them, he saw Elyan and Lancelot run with him, they grabbed the mercenaries swiftly stabbing them through the chests before they got a chance to hurt anyone else. Part of him wished there had been more fight; he didn't want to turn around and see it, he could hear the screams and cries of pain. But they needed him, he spun around and ran to Iseldir dropping to his knees in front of them.
'is she…?' he trailed off unable to say it.
A woman Arthur had never seen before nodded 'she will be soon.'
'Can you not use magic?'
Quite a few people looked at him in surprise but he ignored them, if magic could help this woman who had clearly done no harm then why shouldn't it be used?
'You would allow that?' Iseldir spoke through his tears.
'I would.'
The woman Arthur didn't know put her hands over her neck and muttered a few words, Arthur felt his arm itch for his sword at the sight of her golden yellow eyes, but he ignored it. After a few more tries she withdrew her hands.
'She is too far gone.' She said to Iseldir, one hand moving to his shoulder to comfort him 'you know as well as I do that nothing can be done.'
Iseldir nodded, his calm exterior surprised Arthur, but he could see the pain and grief inside the man.
'its ok.' Arthur winced at the sound of her voice, it gurgled. 'We protected him, we protected Emrys.'
And then she was gone, it was obvious immediately her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body sagged. Cries of anguish and pain came from all around the camp, especially the children, oh god Arthur realised, she had children, they were a family, and now they will grow up without a mother, just like him.
Suddenly he was angry, this was Emrys' fault, whoever he was, he clearly wasn't helping or saving anyone.
'Alright, who is he?'
'Who is who?'
'This Emrys person, I want to know who he is. I want to understand how you can look up to a man who could have saved you, yet left you on your own in your time of need.'
Iseldir looked hurt as did a few of the other older campers, the younger members started whispering between them and they sounded as if they were agreeing with him.
'STOP!' Iseldirs voice was loud and commanding making Arthur jump slightly.
'Emrys has helped us, did you all think it was some coincidence that the shield dropped? Morgana clearly wasn't expecting it, it was Emrys. He may be powerfull but he is not a god he saved many of us, but he could not save all of us.' He said looking sadly at his wife, he took a deep breath and turned back to them. 'This is the King Arthur of Camelot, look at him and tell me Emrys isn't helping us, he is here in our camp with his finest knights, we used magic in front of him and yet we are unharmed, look at him and tell me Emrys isn't helping.'
Arthur didn't understand what Iseldir was going on about, what did Emrys have to do with him? He had never even heard of the person, what did Emrys have to do with what he did today? However he noticed as he looked around the camp, everyone had been swayed by Iseldir words, they mumbled apologies to both him and Emrys. He looked at his knights, who were all looking as confused as he felt, Lancelot looked oddly proud, but he didn't have time to think about that as he realised Gwaine and Merlin still hadn't come out of the bushes, just what were they playing at?
A/N ok, not as many chapters as i thought i had written, more soon this episode is almost finished :) 2 chapters left 3 at most!
