*Groan*

"Easy there outcast..." a man's voice sounded out to Lancelot who laying down and barely opening his eyes

At once, Lancelot eyes snapped wide open, body jerked up and hands pulled out a sword to point at the stranger.

"Aghh." Lancelot squealed, gripping his shoulder, which was tied with a piece of cloth to stop the blood from coming out.

"HEY there! What do you think you're doing!" The man with long black raven hair said. He instantly got to his feet pulled his sword out alarmed. "If you don't remember, I'm the one who saved you from those people chasing you. If anything, I should be the one wary of you."

"Who are you?" Lancelot demanded, panting away tensely, not removing his eyes from the man.

"My name is Gawaine… goodness. Would you put that sword down?"

Lancelot put the sword down after careful evaluation of Gawaine.

"Sorry. I don't know who to trust. Thank you… for saving me."

Gawaine shook his head and sat back down and leaned against a tree trunk to chisel a piece of wood.

"It's a good thing I did. I couldn't believe that crowd of people chasing you. You must have done something really wrong. So what's your name? Care to tell the story..."

"My name is Lancelot and I'm sorry but I need to go." Lancelot said peering off in the woods in search of open field."Where is North?"

Gawaine pointed to the moss on the tree next to him and eyed Lancelot carefully.

"There."

Lancelot nodded and began heading west.

"Thank you."

"Where you going? That's West!" Gawaine called out, getting to his feet. "You're heading to Camelot."

"That's exactly where I need to go now." Lancelot called back.

"Wait! What business do you have in Camelot?" Gawaine asked seriously, running to Lancelot.

"I need to warn Prince Arthur and the King."

"About what!" Gawaine asked concerned, frowning at Lancelot.

"They are in a lot of trouble. Someone is going to attack them soon."

Gawaine stared at Lancelot in shock.

"I'm coming with you. We'll take my horse." Gawaine said instantly, turning around to fetch his horse tied to the trunk of a tree. The horse had been nibbling on the grass.

"Wait, how do I know I can trust you?" Lancelot called out.

"Is that person attacking named Morgana?" Gawaine asked confidently, hopping on his horse.

"Yes, how-?"

"I know all about them. Come on, I'll explain on the way."

With that, Lancelot leapt on Gawaine's horse and the two dashed off.

"And did you tell the villagers bordering the forest about the curfew."

"I did father." Prince Arthur nodded. "The villagers have given me their word about staying indoors and they know the punishment if they breach it.

Merlin stood on the side of the room and felt his eyes drop. He was very sleepy after standing in one position for the past 10 hours in the courtroom, listening to the paranoid King, bothered Arthur, bored knights, a sleepy Geoffrey, and overly enthusiastic battle strategist talk away endlessly at the court table.

The only eyes that remained fixed on this battle strategist were Bediveres who listened attentively and nodded a few times in agreement. Merlin caught Kay close his eyes in pain where as Ector watched the King regardless if he was speaking or not.

Merlin felt a little comfort anytime he had to refill the water jug because that meant he could leave the room and go to the well outside to refill. Of course Merlin would take his time outside before having to re-enter the room. Merlin caught a glimpse of Geoffrey who seemed to be nodding off.

"Geoffrey!" the King yelled.

"Sire..." Geoffrey spoke out attentively, jumping from his sleep. Kay tried to hide his smile as he adjusted his chainmail.

"I asked you if the western tunnel entrance is blocked!"

"Yes- ah yes sire. It has been blocked for the past 3 years. There was some magic that opened it, but it has been fixed."

*Sigh*

Everyone looked around for the source of the sigh. It was Gaius.

"Sorry… sire...I'm sorry."

"Do any of you understand the implications of King Cenred's attack! How dare you act like fools! I will not tolerate any of your weakness at this moment!" Uther yelled facing everyone in rage. Kay calmly wiped the spit that flew from Uthers mouth to his own nose.

Everyone then began straightening up and watching whoever spoke in false attentiveness.

"Father, everyone is tired. It's been 10 hours with no break, no food." Arthur drawled.

"TIRED?" Uthers voice thundered in the room, shaking the table."YOU ALL ARE TIRED? When you are King, Arthur, will you be too TIRED To defend CAMELOT!"

"Father, it's been months since we heard that Cenred will attack. Nothing's happened nor have we received any word. No more of the Camelotian villagers left, and word has it the ones that did leave are not even up to anything. Plus, our spies we sent out said King Cenred is acting all jovial planning a party. They haven't seen his army preparing for anything."

"So are you saying we should DISMISS this and frolick in the gardens!" Uther asked madly.

Ector elbowed Kay who pursed his lips together in effort to hold his laugher.

"No... I just think we need to …"

"Need to what ARTHUR?"

"Let us go!"

Suddenly, everyone's heads turned around to the sounds outside the room

"Let me GO! I need to speak to the prince! It's URGENT!

"GET OFF US YA UGLY OAFS!"

Merlin, heart racing, turned to Arthur in confusion and couldn't believe his ears. The voices sounded terribly familiar. At that moment, Merlin felt a draft of wind brush against him as Arthur passed by him to open the door.

It was Lancelot and Gawaine struggling from the grip of the guards who pulled their arms behind, trying to drag them out.

"Gawaine? Lancelot?" Arthur asked, eyes flashing between the two aghast.

King Uther stood up and saw Lancelot.

"I thought I told him to never enter Camelot!"

"Prince Arthur, we need to speak to you! It's about Morgana." Lancelot said ignoring the King.

"Let them go!" Arthur yelled at the guards. The guards let the two men go, and allowed them to catch their breath. Merlin's heart raced in fear as he watched the two. Arthur waited anxiously for Lancelot catch his breath. "What is it Lancelot?"

"Arthur, it's Morgana. She is going to attack at the end of summer. She's training an immortal army of over a hundred and a hundred wizards for a battle against Camelot and the King."

Merlin's heart thumped against his ribs, completely stunned.

Silence was the sound that owned that moment.