Gwen
Merlin was in trouble, my brother was dying.
I had to do something!
I was not a weak woman like the others believed. I was not a pathetic woman. Just because I was Arthurs love does not mean I lost any power to fight for myself and my friends.
I could protect myself.
Picking up the only weapon in the room I ran out and followed the noises of a fight.
I would not let another of my friends die while I sat and did nothing.
Enough was enough.
A/N I have another already wrote, will update tomorrow. :)
