Heya everyone, sorry it has taken so long but I have GCSE's coming up and revision is needed! I will update as much as possible though I promise and should not be this long again. Thank you for your patience!
CamelotWolf x
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Freya walked for what seemed like hours, although it can't have been far. She still didn't understand how she was allowed to leave the lake but was grateful for she could see Merlin once again in the flesh. Sighing she continued in her sodden dress and unconsciously rubbing her arm where the strange mark appeared.
Would returning be what she hoped? She knew that being cursed was no longer a problem for her, that much was clear already. When she died the curse broke resulting in her freedom, this chance for a new life was hard won but it was here for her taking.
Although Freya was unsure of which direction to head in, she trusted her senses to get her home to Merlin… would he still want her? Had he moved on? The thought was unsettling for her but thinking again this was Merlin. The kindest, sweetest soul she had ever come across. Who said he loved her, and she loved him.
Suddenly her shoulder was grabbed and she was flung against a tree with a sword at her throat, a threatening voice spat out, 'You could be useful to me, my name is Alvaad. Perhaps you have heard of me?' She shook her head, so the man continued, 'Well I will bring this precious city to its knees and you will assist me.'
Again Freya shook her head. Out of nowhere a feeling came to her of confidence. She would not be pushed around again, she was free! So she kneed the man in the stomach earning a grunt of pain and the removal of the sword. She ran, never again she thought to herself. She had to get to Merlin.
Still lost in thought she stumbled and fell onto the unexpected path that turned out to be the road to Camelot. She smiled when she saw the citadel; it held good and bad memories. She was killed there but she was released. Merlin was there, the good outweighed the bad. She would go, and Alvaad wouldn't follow, at least not yet.
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Merlin was yet again in a meeting of the round table knights with the king and queen. Although this time Geoffrey had been added. Lancelot and Elyan took their untouched places whilst another chair was pulled up next to Lancelot for Amelia who was now one of them. Instantly all the knights thought of her as a little sister who they would protect.
Since the unexpected arrival of the trio, three days had passed. With explanations Lancelot was welcomed back, for they all truly remembered and recognised the Lancelot who was their brother in this man. Elyan was instantly welcomed as well; he died honourably and yet again despite his blood was accepted by all.
Obviously the town's people had to be told this along with an edited version of how their King lives. It was surprisingly difficult for them all but Merlin felt better already. He was accepted by his friends and that was all that he needed.
The knights also had respect for Merlin for all that he had lost, though all curious to learn about the girl who had captured their warlocks heart.
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Freya saw the gates ahead of her and smiled, until she looked at her attire which was shall we say, not decent. Instinctually she looked around for anything to help cover her, anything at all. Though with her luck, she had no success. This was not fair, she would not get far without being questioned and she also felt anxious to cover up her mark.
Grudgingly she continued forward until she saw a rubbish pile by the gate with a good enough looking cloak on top. Luckily it didn't actually smell too bad so she put it on. With renewed determination she progressed forward into the city.
Now she was no longer in fear she could truly look around at the city and it was beautiful although nothing in comparison to her lake. The tears were still in her eyes from Alvaad but she refused to let them fall until she found the only person she could trust, Merlin. He would protect her as he had years ago.
Before she realised it she had entered the courtyard of Camelot only to be stopped by a guard who muttered, 'State your business here woman.'
'I am here to see an old friend, Merlin. He is the manservant to King Arthur.'
The guard sneered, 'I know who he is and I shall escort you there immediately.' This would give him a chance to listen in to what was being said in the hall that only knights could attend. In his opinion, the guards did a much more important job but received no credit.
Freya begrudgingly followed the guard who needless to say she did not think was a pleasant man at all, and she had met enough of them. The ascended the steps into the main castle, she was excited at this. It was an incredible building to say the least.
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Meanwhile the meeting was being continued, 'Unfortunately my Lord, there is no mention of this Alvaad anywhere, he must be new, as it were. It is a name not even heard in the villages where trouble normally stirs. It is peculiar but yet, there is also a strange trend. There have been disappearances all over the Kingdom but not enough to warrant suspicion. I think this should be investigated' said Gaius.
'I agree. Merlin?'
'Hmm?' came the intelligent reply.
'Where you listening at all Merlin?' said Arthur in exasperation, much to the amusement of everyone else.
'Yes, but only momentarily, 'Merlin's mind was spinning trying to find an excuse. 'You see I… have gathered that we don't know anything but a name. Can you honestly say I have missed something? Oh, and if you were curious, there are 567 bricks on the fall facing me.' Merlin finished with a triumphant grin.
'567 bricks… What are we going to do with you Merlin? Forgive my rudeness, 'said Arthur with sarcasm, 'How delightful to learn such information Merlin! In the next meeting tomorrow I want to know how many bricks there are in total on all four walls!'
Merlin's smile dropped, he muttered something about ungrateful Kings undermining their servants earning another laugh from the knights.
Surprisingly there was a knock at the door, 'Enter!' called Arthur.
'A young Lady here wishing to see your manservant, my Lord.' Arthur raised his eyebrows and replied, 'MY manservant? Are you sure?'
'Yes, my Lord. It is what I have been told.'
'Very well, send her in and return to your post.' The guard nodded.
Throughout this Merlin had looked up at the knights who wore equal expressions of shock. All he did was shrug, 'What can I say?' lightening the mood effectively.
Finally he looked up and his heart stopped. The woman before him said shyly, 'Hello Merlin.'
'Freya' came out Merlin's whisper.
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Muahahahaha, sorry that was a mean cliff hanger but yeah Thanks for reading, more to come yet!
