I don't own Merlin. This was written for fun and will not be used to gain money or fame. All rights belong to the BBC. Based on the end of season 5 episode 6. Disregards most of season 5 but may have possible spoilers. "Speech" Thoughts Druid speech.

"What is it you two are discussing?" He asked smiling at the druid knight and the Queens brother.
"You, actually" Elyan replied earning a laugh from the manservant.
"Why am I so entertaining?" He asked aiming his question at Mordred.
Percival is following me so if it's magic related... He left the rest hanging in the air.
"Because everyone says I'm as clumsy as you are, but no-one can seem to figure out why." Mordred explained and a darkened look spread over Merlins face.
"I'll explain later," he breathed before guiding the others back to where Percival was stood, leaning against one of the trees. At that moment there was a scream from the camp. The four ran towards the sound.

When they got there they found Arthur, Leon and Gwaine pointing there swords at an elderly lady. The woman was chanting in a language foreign to all but two of the party. Upon seeing the others The king turned to Mordred.
"Do something," He shouted as the woman outstretched her arm. A ball of fire appeared in the palm of her hand and she released it, to the surprise of everyone, in Percivals direction. The big knight, who was frozen in place due to shock or fear (Merlin couldn't decide which) was easy to push out of the way, leaving the manservant to get hit by the fire.

Both Gwen and Rashelle, who were hiding behind the three knights, screamed in terror as they watched their friend get pushed back a hundred yards and crash into one of the trees, tunic smoking. The knights all rushed into action, surrounding the woman.
"I am a High Priestess of the Old Religion. You can't treat me this way." She shouted at the group that was closing in on her. The two women had rushed to their friends side trying to wake him from his unconsciousness. They were lucky that the servant sat up groaning in time to hear what the woman had to say. She stared, wide eyed at the boy getting up from the floor.

"No," she cried. "It isn't possible. That spell is supposed to kill anyone it comes into contact with." Merlin was slowly making his way towards the woman who would've been stepping backwards had it not been for Gwaines sword pushing into her back. Merlin just shook his head mockingly.
"Maybe you aren't as powerful as you think you are," he began. "the first thing any fighter should know is to not overestimate themselves. And for that matter underestimate their opponents." Merlin told her having heard Arthur say that to the young knights he was training. Arthur though impressed at Merlin standing up for himself interrupted.
"Why attack Percival? Both the King and Queen of Camelot stood before you yet you attacked a knight. And a knight with no riches or land." Arthur asked and she gave him the dirtiest look he had ever seen.

"I started with the sister and decided the brother should follow." She then cackled out laugh and the rest of the group had to watch as both Merlin and Percival came to the realisation.
"That little girl would've never harmed anyone if she could help it. You killed her." Percival was shouting, angrier than anyone had ever seen him. The woman, either oblivious or uncaring about the pain, continued.
"It wasn't me that killed her, it was the King. How did she die by the way? If she was killed in the Bastet state then she could easily be revived, providing her soul was anchored to something of course." She told the group and, upon hearing this the sword dug more into her back and Leon and Arthur both put theirs away.
"Only I can bring her back though." She added and the pressure on her back was reduced. Merlin, noticing this, stepped in.

"How exactly?" He asked calmly and coldly, a tone that shocked the rest of the group.
"All I have to do is remove the spell I placed on her, but I will have to be taken to her resting place for this to happen." She told him quickly, scared of him after he survived her spell. Merlin just moved closer and stared at her directly in the eye.
"You will do it." He told her leaving no room for argument. She just glared right back.
"What's in it for me if I help your friend?" She asked turning to face the King. He was stunned for a moment, unsure what to say. However no words were needed as she fell to the ground clutching her head screaming.

You will do this. The voice shouting in her head told her. I am Emrys and you will help this girl or I will make sure you never hurt anyone again. It bellowed for a second time. The woman was terrified, she had heard of Emrys before but they had different goals and ideals. He shouldn't be able to communicate this way. Just as the pain eased the voice returned.
You will tell no-one I am Emrys. Then her mind was her own again and she sighed in relief.

The group looked at the woman curiously. Nobody moved to help her and the two women actually moved closer, for fear she was being attacked by something that would hurt them as well. Mordred stood looking surprised but unconcerned, something only Elyan picked up on. The woman then glanced at the King.
"I will help you. I need nothing in return." She whispered in a voice full of fear and pain. She then stood to her full height of 4ft 11in (1) and began walking, half the knights in front of her and half behind.

(1) I know to a lot of people this will seem really small but considering I just reach 5ft 1in I wanted to make her shorter than me.