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. :)