So, a short chapter I know, but I've got work all night and not enough time right now to write more. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: IDOM

P.S. Percival is like one of the hardest characters for me to write, so I apologize if he seems OOC

~MERLIN~

Percival was wandering down a small path with his horse, searching for the others, when Evelyn found him.

"Lady Evelyn," Percival said.

"Sir Percival," Evelyn replied with a small smile. "Enjoying your time here I hope?"

"Not quite, I am searching for my missing friend."

"Hmm, well, I do hope you believe me when I say he is fine."

"I do. What I don't believe is that he went with you willingly."

"Not everyone has such harsh views of magic as Arthur, Sir Percival. You are a testament to that."

Percival pulled up short and stared at Evelyn. "You're telling me Merlin has nothing against magic?"

"He lives with a man who once practiced magic," Evelyn replied.

"That's not exactly an answer," Percival said.

"It's not exactly not an answer either."

Percival let out a huffing laugh. "I forget how cryptic those with magic can act," he said.

"It's all part of the charm. The question is: what will you do with this information?"

"What can I do? I still don't want to lose my head."

"And if your opinion could make a difference in someone's life?"

"What does that mean?"

"It means it's about time we found you," Elyan said, coming to stand beside his friend.

"What?" Percival asked, turning first to Elyan and the others, than back to where Evelyn had been only moments before.

"She does that," Gwaine said with a grin.

"Bit annoying, actually," Elyan said.

"You can say that," Arthur said. "What right does she have to mess with us anyways?"

"What if she was trying to help?" Tristan asked quietly, thinking of his short meeting with Isolde. It had given him the closure he had needed, and he found he was extremely grateful to Evelyn for that.

"Help?" Arthur laughed. "More like distract us."

Percival glanced at Tristan and caught his eye. There was a strange expression on the other man's face, like something had changed, or some burden had been lifted.

"Come on," Gwaine said, clapping his hands together. "Daylight waits for no man."

Percival held back a little as the others began trekking further into the forest and found Tristan standing beside him.

"So, did she help you?" Percival asked quietly, still staring at the spot Evelyn had been.

"She did," Tristan replied.

"Well, are you coming?" Arthur demanded, as impatient as ever.

Tristan offered Percival a smile before hurrying after the others. Percival returned the smile.

"I'll do it," Percival said to the trees. "If it helps someone, I'll speak my mind about magic."

A warm breeze ruffled Percival's clothing and he felt a sense of peace settle into him.

He knew just who to trust with his beliefs. Now all he had to do was find him.