Epilogue
5 years later
Camelot was a completely different place. Magic could now be practised freely and people seemed happier. They had a fair King and a gracious Queen. They also had a young Prince of only 4 years old. He was called Amr. He was the spitting image of his father, but had the heart of his mother.
Merlin was known as a great wizard, and me? Well I was his sorceress wife. We had had two children, both boys; Lancelot and Balinor. They both had the same cheeky smile as their father and of course they were both magic.
It had taken two years for Arthur to finally accept that not everyone with magic was bad and that if he was to allow magic, then he would receive a lot less death threats. Now that magic had been accepted, we didn't have to hide, we could be proud about our talents and even though some people disagreed with the King's decision, we were happy and that was all that mattered.
The end! Thanks for reading!