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Merlin

It was cold; probably the coldest night that winter had to offer this year. The sky was grey, and there was no glimmer of happiness anywhere. I stopped walking and slumped down by the foot of a tree, my legs were tired. I had been walking for four hours straight now, yet my heart seemed to be taking more of the pain, I had left the minute Arthur had opened the cage, I hadn't even taken any more clothes, and food or drink, I hadn't gone back to my chambers one last time. I had not said good bye to Guis. That's what hurt me the most. Even Arthur, he said I could leave at first dawn, but I left before. Why? I had no idea. I had to just get out of there. I felt betrayed slightly, everything and anything I had ever done, I had done for Arthur, yet he didn't see that, he didn't care. I forced my eyelids open, as they were drooping shut again, I couldn't stay awake for much longer, but I needed to get somewhere first, somewhere I knew I would be safe. The Ealdor. I couldn't afford to fall asleep in the woods at this time of night, there was no knowing to what creatures and beast lay ahead. Even worse than that though, was not knowing where Morgana was. She is famously known to patrol these woods day and night, abolishing any person that meets her unfortunate path. Even warlock's get tired sometimes, and being tired is dangerous, it leads to carelessness, if I were to come across Morgana tired, there is no doubt her magic would be much stronger. So I had to sleep but where?

(Two hours later)

The unclear haze began to shift allowing me to get up, remembering where I was. In a forest alone. No Arthur. Words, memories flashed back to me, I fell over as the memories came flooding back to me. One after another they seemed not to stop. Familiar face s reappeared. Guis, Gwen, Arthur. It seemed that in this time of need there was only one person I could turn to in this time of need Kilgarrah. But there seemed no point, it was clear what would happen if I returned to Camelot, and an Arthur with a dead Merlin stood less chance of survival with an Arthur with a hidden Merlin. Also Kilgarrah was getting old now, and bothering him seemed like too much pain, he had done so much for me even if he didn't want to and he had warned me of my actions, It would be disrespectful to call him now…

I heard something move, I jerked my head in multiple directions but I could not see anything, suddenly I realised the sound was coming from below me, I worked my way through the leaves and the dirt, clawing at it until my hands came in contact with something hard, glass. It was a sort of underground house and I was on the roof…

I cleared away some more of the dirt, when I realised just who's house this is, Morgana's. Of course! How could I have been so stupid! I peered through my nose pressed up against the glass and watched as I saw her rise from a chair, as she greeted a hooded figure. The figure tore back his hood and smiled at Morgana, Mordred of course. I could hear them whispering.

"What happened", said morgana eagerly.

"It worked, Arthur has banished Merlin from Camelot, just as we hoped", said Mordred grinning. "Now is our chance Morgana let's attack while Arthur is weak, without Mer... Emrys, he has no chance for survival".

"My Mordred how much hatred you've grown for Arthur", she sniggered, " we must bide our time well Mordred, but I do believe that the time for Arthur's death is not far away, within weeks, Arthur will be begging for OUR mercy".

"But..." Mordred paused, "what of Merlin?"

"What of him?" retorted Morgana?

"Well, I just wonder if he has been banished, where will he be, there is no way he would just leave Arthur", he questioned, his eyebrows pushing together.

"Yes, I do see your point, but we must not worry ourselves with small unimportant matters like Merlin, there is one place and one place alone that he would go now, back to the Ealdor", she said smiling.

"I think, ou underestimate him morgana, he would not just leave Arthur's side completely, he is cleverer than you give him credit for, he has thwarted your plans more than once, killed Agravain, and was the cause for your sister's death, remember". He said sharply.

She spun round furious as he threw a knife just by his head; it missed him by a few millimetres and dug into the wall behind him.

"YOU THINK I DO NOT KNOW THAT, OR REMEMBER THAT!" she spat furiously at him.

"Calm yourself Morgana", said Mordred remaining calm himself even though Morgana had just thrown a flaming knife at his head, "I was merely checking".

"WELL DON'T", she spat, "HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN MORDRED WHEN ARTHUR KILLED THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE, DID YOU FORGET THAT SECOND EVERYTHIG WAS TAKEN AWAY FROM YOU, WHAT ABOUT WHEN HIS FATHER WANTED YOU DEAD…WELL?"

"No, morgana I have not", he whispered bowing his head.

"Then, until you have, do not presume I have Mordred", she said calmly the blood draining from her face.

"I'm sorry", he whispered taking her hand.

"Forget it now", she whispered back at him stroking his cheek.

"Prepare the army", she ordered.

"How many my lady", he asked in return.

"All of them she demanded a smile returning to her face, all 2000!" the smile spread across her face like poison through blood filled veins.

Unaware… I gasped.

The two figures shot their heads upwards and stared, right through the glass, right at me, within a spilt second we were all running. Me first then them after me.