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Revenge is often like biting a dog because the dog bit you. – Austin O'Malley

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"WHY DID YOU STOP ME?" Arthur demanded of his father, trailing behind him in a fit of rage.

"We have to give a chance for our knights to prove themselves." The King said calmly. "And have you seen this stranger fight?" Arthur said in disbelief.

"That is enough; Sir Pellinore is more than a match for him." Uther stated with certainty. "He's not recovered from the wounds he suffered from athandon!" Arthur pointed out angrily. Making the king turn around with little remorse.

"I can't help that." Uther said. "So you send him to his death." Arthur said bitterly.

"It was his choice to pick up the gauntlet, im not to blame." The king turned on his son, stating his defended statement and leaving behind the young prince.

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Walking beside his guardian, Merlin walked side by side with Gaius. Walking down to a burial ground.

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"You sure we should be doing this?" Merlin questioned his guardian.

"You're not scared are you?" Gaius muttered quietly. "No, I love old crypts, wouldn't be seen dead anywhere else." Merlin attempted to joke, only to be startled when the doors behind them banged shut.

"Must be the wind" Gaius said off handedly. "Should have brought a torch." Gaius sighed in regret.

"Dant lumina flamma vehementi." Merlin chanted, holding out a hand over a old torch, setting it aflame and giving them light.

"Huh, handy." Gaius praised, very impressed. "Ya." Merlin replied in happiness.

They continued down into the crypt, walking amongst the tombs in silence, until finally Merlin asked a question. "So, what are we looking for?"

"Bring your torch over here." Gaius instructed, pointing at a pacific crypt coffin. "We're breaking into someone's grave." Merlin was unsure about this. While Gaius didn't seem to have any problems at all about it, gazing upon the one pointed out, it was discovered that the body was missing. The human shaped hole gave it away.

"We're too late; I believe someone has already broken out." Gaius said in dread.

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"Your back!" Hermione said, looking up from the work she was attempting to do as they went to investigate the old tombs.

"Yes, and we bring bad news." Gaius gravely said, making Hermione's insides twist. They always twist when Harriet gets in trouble, just like now.

"Tristan De bois was the brother of Ygraine, Uther's wife." Gaius explained the meaning of the crypt they went to see.

"Arthur's mother?" Hermione and Merlin said at the same time.

"Ygraine died in childbirth, he blamed Uther and came to the gates of Camelot and challenged him."

"In single combat?" Merlin confirmed. Taking the offered book that Gaius gave him as Hermione looked on.

"Uther won, and in his dying breath Tristan cursed Camelot to one day suffers his return. I thought it was the ramblings of a dying man." Gaius admitted.

"Dead men don't rise back up, no matter who they are." Merlin denied the concept. Flipping through the pages Gaius came to a stop on one important one, Hermione got up from her seat and looked over Gaius shoulder looking at a warrior in skeleton from.

"I suspect magic was involved, using to harness grief and rage of a demented soul, forming a wraith." Gaius suspected, telling them so.

"A wraith?" Merlin questioned, unsure of what that was.

"A dead man, conquered back to life using magic." Gaius supplied. "So this has to do with magic?" Hermione pondered aloud, startling both men.

"Oh, n-no, its just uh-" Merlin was out of it. "Oh, shut up Merlin, she's already involved in this as much as you are." Gaius huffed, swatting him over the head.

"So the question is, how do we stop it?" Hermione questioned, looking over Merlin's silly cover.

"We can't, since it's not alive, no mortal weapon can harm it." Gaius solemnly told them, making them cringe.

"Surly there must be a way?" Merlin tried, clearly not liking where this was going. And neither did Hermione.

"Nothing can stop it, until it achieved what it came for."

"And…what does it want?" Hermione hesitantly asked.

"Revenge." Gaius said simply with great remorse. "On Camelot?" Merlin asked, getting a nod of the head from Gaius.

"What does it mean for Sir Pellinore?" Merlin didn't want to know, yet did all at the same time. Hermione already seemed to know the dreadful answer.

"I'm afraid it doesn't look good," Gaius sadly told them.

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"I didn't see you there yesterday, where were you?" Harriet asked as she folded Morgana's bed sheets down. Watching Morgana sip on his chilled wine from the corner of her eye.

"And I didn't see you." Sir Morgana sighed, looking up to focus on Harriet as she finished making his bed.

"I was in the stands?" Harriet's answer came out more like a question, turning to look at him as he was already looking at her. His head was leaning on the table as he was turned sideways on his chair, a perfect angle to look at her.

"And I was sitting with the other knights." Morgana said without much emotion. They lapsed in a moment of silence till Morgana finally broke it. "Are you alright?" He asked, looking at her for sighs of…well he wasn't sure.

"No, I don't think I am, I mean…do you think Sir Pellinore will have any chance against this man?" Harriet questioned slight fear within her voice.

"Never sure." Morgana said, but gently as not to frighten her.

"That's the most honest answer I have heard in a long time." Harriet found within herself to laugh a bit.

"I will always be honest with you Harriet." Morgana said. "But not enough to talk about your nightmares." Harriet didn't know why that question came up, maybe it was that intense urging in her heart that made her say it.

She felt guilty however when she saw his face fall, his eyes cloud over and a grimes to take over his face. He looked pained, and a lot guilty.

"You know what, ignore that, it's a stupid thing to ask!" Harriet said, taking it back.

"My dreams…will only frighten you Harriet." Morgana whispered, looking beyond serious.

"Morgana I—" Harriet didn't know how to respond, so she didn't and they fell into a tense silence.

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