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A/N- Enjoy the chapter!

- x Milou Lilly


Chapter 53: The Sword in the Stone pt. 2

It should've been a peaceful and quiet evening. Instead the small party was trying to make their way through the woods as fast as they since Agravaine and his men weren't that far behind them. Tristan was supporting Isolde as they went which slowed them down since Isolde wasn't capable of running swiftly on her own.

They reached the mouth of the cave tunnels. Merlin had told Lyanna several stories about these tunnels the last time they had been in Ealdor and how he often played here with Will when they were still children.

"I'll cover our tracks, you keep going!" Merlin shouted. He exchanged a brief look with Lyanna before he turned away from the others. She knew what he going to do, and felt pride settling in. She walked to the front of the small party and leaded them into the caves.

As Lyanna helped Isolde inside she heard Merlin's speaking in the dragontongue. She knew that Merlin was a bit away and she normally shouldn't be able to hear him. Maybe it was because she had magic that she was able to hear better than others did.

Arthur lit a few torches together with Gwen and handed one to Tristan and Lyanna. About a minute later Merlin entered the cave and Lyanna heard Kilgarrah flapping with his large wings. The sound of people screaming followed after that. Lyanna knew that most of them were being burned alive there which was something she shouldn't think about.

"Did you lose them?" Arthur asked him as he handed Merlin a torch.

"It's safe," Merlin assured as he walked past them.

"You sure?" Arthur doubtfully queried.

"Do I look like an idiot?"

"Yes."

"He doesn't change, does he?" Merlin asked dryly as he was walking at the front of the party. Arthur and Lyanna were at his side.

"Which way now?" Arthur asked. Merlin looked around uncertainly. "I thought you said you grew up in these tunnels."

Merlin exhaled. "I did. Just - It could be that way."

"Or it could be that way," Arthur replied sceptically.

"Yes," Merlin muttered as he continued walking.

"That's very reassuring," Arthur said.

Lyanna sighed. "Stop it, Archie. As if you remember your way in the tunnels underneath Camelot. I know that you don't. Cut Merlin some slack and trust him for once. He knows what he's doing," she replied with a smile.

Arthur looked at her. "You two are so married," he said and Lyanna made a face at him.

They went deeper into the tunnels with Arthur at the front and Lyanna and Merlin right behind them. It was rather chilly and Lyanna clasped the vest she was wearing tighter around her shoulders. Her arm was still was still hurting, but the pain was lower now than the day before. The herbs that she had used had really worked. As she looked at Isolde she saw that she was on the mend as well.

The ceiling of the tunnels was low and as their path became more narrow. They had to bend a little to make it through there without hitting their heads to something.

"So you know Arthur?" Tristan asked quietly. He had probably thought that the others didn't overhear him.

"I was a servant in Camelot," Gwen answered.

"To Arthur?"

"No, I was to Lyanna."

"So why are you here?" he wondered.

"He's my Queen and she's my Princess," Gwen said, showing her loyalty.

"I can't say I've detected many kingly qualities so far," Tristan responded.

Arthur overheard those words and was visibly upset in Tristan's lack of confidence in him. "Well, maybe you don't know him," Gwen optimistically replied.

They continued to walk further for a bit. This time Merlin was walking in the front while Arthur walked in the back. Their party came to a halt to turn their heads when they heard movement behind them, the clattering of small stones.

"I thought you said we'd lost them," Arthur said.

"I thought I had," Merlin replied grimly.

He headed back through the tunnel. "What are you going to do?" Lyanna asked cautiously.

"Create a diversion," Merlin clarified as if it wasn't big of a deal.

Arthur stopped Merlin. "It's too risky."

"I know these tunnels and Agravaine doesn't. You keep going," Merlin instructed them. He suddenly turned around to kiss Lyanna's forehead, who froze under his touch. "Just stay here, Lyanna." He then handed his torch to Arthur.

"Merlin...don't do anything stupid," Arthur insisted.

"Me?" Merlin flashed a bright grin before he walked back in the direction where they came from.

Both Arthur and Lyanna watched Merlin as he left, hesitant to leave him behind. After a few moments they turned around and continued to walk ahead. Lyanna stayed at the back, feeling a pit of anxiety grow inside her stomach. She was well aware of how dangerous Agravaine and his men could be. It didn't sit right with her that Merlin was out there on his own.

"I'm going after him!" Lyanna then said.

Arthur tilted his head. "No, Lee. He asked you to stay here. Besides you're still injured," he protested.

She smirked. "When has that ever stopped me? Just keep going!" she called back as she started to run in the opposite direction.

She still had her torch, which was the only source of light that she had in the dark tunnels. Her magic was buzzing underneath her skin, which made her feel restless. She quickened her pace, desperate to catch up with Merlin.

Since she wasn't familiar with these tunnels Lyanna was unsure as to where she needed to go next. She used her magic to make the path that Merlin had taken clear inside her mind as she kept running. He wasn't that far ahead.

The path leaded her further and soon she was able to hear voices nearby. She gasped when she saw Merlin standing with his back against a stone wall and Agravaine and his men were cornering him. He was stuck in a death end.

Merlin threw those men back with a simple flash of his eyes. "Merlin!" Lyanna yelled, making her way through the fallen soldiers of Agravaine. As Merlin took a few steps forwards Agravaine woke up with a cough and a gasp. He looked at Merlin and sat up.

Merlin nobly gazed him in the eyes. "You have magic," Agravaine deduced, pointing at him.

"I was born with it," Merlin darkly responded.

Agravaine stood up now as he thought about it for a moment. "So it's you. You're Emrys," he figured. He then turned his head to Lyanna who was standing behind him. "You've been helping him all along. That makes you Darya. The Ilunavar." He grabbed Lyanna by her wrists and held her tightly while he pressed the point of his knife against her throat. He slightly pressed it in her skin, causing some blood to dribble down her neck.

"You may be my mother's brother, but you're nothing but a cold snake with no emotions! Now let me go!" Lyanna sneered, trying to free herself from his grip but it was too tight. Because of these sudden movements she was able to feel her arm throbbing painfully and bit her lip.

"That is what the Druids call us," Merlin replied placidly.

"And you've been at court all this time, eh? At Arthur's side," Agravaine assumed. He chuckled. "How you've managed to deceive him. I am impressed, Merlin. Perhaps we're more alike than you think."

Agravaine held out a hand to Merlin, but Merlin simply raised his hand to strike with magic causing Agravaine to pause as his smile faded. He gestured submission, but it had no affect on Merlin. "Let go of my wife," Merlin said with a threatening voice. "You're hurting her and no is allowed to hurt her."

The man frowned. "Wife?" he asked in disbelieve. "Not only did you two practice magic while that has been outlawed you even got married? A servant cannot be with a Princess. It's wrong. Someone like you has no right to wed a noble. You should know your place."

"Merlin is a more honorable man than you've ever been!" Lyanna snapped angrily. "You've done nothing useful in your miserable life besides betrayed the people who cared for you! You're an arrogant sod with no compassion in your bones! You're a disgrace for humanity!"

While she was talking she managed to distract Agravaine so she was able to step on his toes, using her full weight. She heard the bones cracking and Agravaine growled in pain and stepped backwards, releasing Lyanna who immediately walked over to where Merlin was standing.

Agravaine picked up his knife, ready to attack again. Merlin raised both hands this time and Agravaine blasted backwards with a flash of his eyes. Agravaine went still as he hit the ground with his eyes open. It was unsure whether or not he had died from the spell, the fall or his own knife stabbing him in the back as he landed on it.

Lyanna only looked up at Merlin and saw the pain in his sky blue eyes. He cupped her cheeks with shaking hands. "I'm sorry, Lyanna. I had to do it. I couldn't let him hurt you again," Merlin said with a faint voice. Tears were now pooling his vision.

She shushed him. "It's alright, love. No one is mad at you. You did the right thing and I'm incredibly proud of you," Lyanna assured him as she pulled him into her arms. Merlin gladly returned the embrace as he buried his head into her shoulder to let his tears roam freely. She knew how much effect having to kill someone had on him. He was a kindhearted person, not a killer. He only wanted to protect the people he cared for. "I know you wish that you didn't have to do this, but this man deserved it."

"He hurt you," Merlin muttered between his sobs.

"Yes, he did. But not badly. I'm fine, Merlin and that's thanks to you," she reassured, gently threading her hand through his hair to make him more comfortable.

"You didn't need me," he responded. "You got free on your own."

She sighed. "I did, but you stopped him. I do need you, Merlin. All the time. There is no reason for you to feel worthless because you're the most important part in my life," she said.

Merlin pulled back his head to look her in the eyes. Lyanna rubbed his tear tracks away. "That's good enough for me," he said with a smile before he connected their lips. The kiss felt desperate as if Lyanna was some sort of life-saver to him. His lips moved over hers so hungrily that he almost devoured her, but Lyanna wasn't complaining. Her hand gently tugged onto his hair while his held onto her tunic.

Lyanna's lips began to sting and ache, as a resolve of his teeth accidentally biting in the soft flesh. They simply couldn't be bothered by it. She tasted his salty tears on his lips, but they were both too focused on how incredibly good their lips fitted together. This was just their way to comfort each other. Their kiss slowed down from a lack of oxygen. They slowly broke away and rested their foreheads together, panting heavily.

"I thought I had told you to stay with the others," he murmured, his warm breath brushing her skin.

She smiled, even though she was rather breathless. "This isn't the first time that I came after you anyway. You know I worry myself sick and I had to check on you, not that you needed me," Lyanna replied with a small shrug.

"Don't be ridiculous, Lyanna. I need you just as much as you need me it would seem," Merlin grinned, lightly kissing her lips again.

"Good. We should get back to the others. I'm sure they're worried," Lyanna said, picking up her torch and grabbed his hand with her other hand. Merlin nodded in agreement. They both looked at the men that Merlin had just killed. They turned with a scowl as they continued through the tunnels.

They went back in the direction where they had gone to before. Merlin was awfully quiet as they kept on walking.

They heard the sound of footsteps approaching. "Merlin! Lyanna!" Arthur shouted, sounding rather relieved. He straightened up. "Where have you been?"

"Where you worried about me?" Merlin asked, keeping a straight face.

"No. I was making sure we weren't being followed," Arthur clarified, clearly lying.

Lyanna was smirking now. "You came back to look for us," Merlin figured, a bit perplexed.

"All right, it's true. I came back because Lyanna is my sister and you're the only friend I have and I couldn't bear to lose you," Arthur admitted.

"Really?" Merlin asked for confirmation.

Arthur turned around and walked off. "Don't be stupid."

Merlin smiled. "Oh, he so means it," Lyanna assured him as they hurried after Arthur.

They quickly joined with the others who weren't that far ahead. Tristan was once again supporting Isolde as they went so that they could go faster. Now that they had no one chasing them they were all a bit more relaxed.

They walked for another hour or so until they finally made it out of the cave. The sun was shining and nearly blinding them since they hadn't seen any light for hours. They had made it to the other side of the mountain safely.

Lyanna noticed that Arthur was clutching his wounded ribs. He hadn't uttered a word about his wounded ribs and she had only treated it when they were still in Camelot.

"So, where now?" Tristan asked.

"To the plains beyond the mountains," Arthur answered, pointed in the direction.

"You sure? That's Lot's kingdom. He's no friend of the Pendragons," Tristan reminded them.

"Well, maybe we could find somewhere here. A house where we could rest," Gwen suggested. Lyanna smiled at her.

"We're fugitives, a danger to anyone who harbors us," Tristan disagreed.

"He's right. We must travel back towards Camelot," Merlin added.

"No, we need to keep going," Arthur insisted.

Lyanna exhaled. "That doesn't sound logical. If we hold up in the Forest of Essetir, we'll be safe at least for a while," she said.

Arthur looked at her. "No," he said. Lyanna rolled with her eyes.

"If anyone has survived this battle, that's where they'll be hiding," Merlin responded.

"I know which I'd do," Tristan said. "You're the King, Arthur. You're our leader..."

"All right," Arthur responded. "Forest of Essetir it is."

They all went down the mountain path while Lyanna and Arthur waited for a moment. She ruffled through his golden hair before she caught up with the others.


The six of them walked for the largest part of the day. They stopped every few hours to get some rest before they continued again. By now dusk was approaching and they were setting up a small encampment.

Lyanna unfortunately was in charge of hunting this evening. Since she didn't have a bow with her she had no other choice than having to use her daggers. She had to put her disapproval of hunting aside for now because she couldn't return empty handed. They didn't have any other food with them. This was all they had.

Due to her gift Lyanna felt incredibly guilty that she had to do this. She heard every owl hooting in the trees and every deer rustling in the bushes. If she hadn't had her ability these animals all would've fled from her by now, but instead they all stayed still which only made it more difficult. She hated herself for all the animals she had shot in the past.

Lyanna gulped when she came eye to eye with a doe who was standing on the other side of a clearing. This animal saw no harm in her and simply stared back at her with her big brown eyes, making Lyanna feel even more worse. Slowly Lyanna reached for the dagger in her boots before she approached the doe.

The doe didn't move and awaited her movements. Within a few steps she stood right in front of it and gently stretched her arm to touch the doe's neck. Her gaze then shifted to a young deer that stood behind the doe, which was only a few months old at least. This was a mother with her child. She wasn't cruel enough to put an end to that.

"Sorry," Lyanna said, smiling faintly. She was just glad that she had seen that young deer in time before she had already killed the mother. She didn't want to think about that. She patted the doe's head before she turned around and ran away in the opposite direction.

She kept running for a bit between the trees and reached a small stream. Lyanna knelt down beside it and looked at her own reflection in the stream. A few locks had escaped from her braid and her face was all dirty and sweaty. She saw the dried up blood in her neck from Agravaine had cut her and rubbed it away with the cold water.

There was no time for her to properly wash herself so instead she just washed the filth from her face. That was enough for now. She could get a decent bath when they had finally gotten Camelot back from Morgana. It was something she was already looking forward to.

Lyanna went further on her hunt, but only in a slower pace this time. Daylight was almost gone now so she knew that she needed to hurry if she wanted to return with something. That only gave her one option left and she wished that she didn't have to use it.

She chose to use her magic and within minutes she stumbled upon a few rabbits. Because of their obedience to her they didn't run off and she was able to get them without any effort, which made her feel completely miserable. At least she had enough meat now for the six of them.

Lyanna returned to the others shortly after that. She found Isolde sharpening her knife while Merlin and Gwen were setting up a campfire. Arthur and Tristan were collecting more firewood away from the others.

"You manage to get something then?" Merlin asked a bit quieter as he stood up and faced her.

She nodded. "It wasn't easy, but I did it. I just feel incredibly guilty," she admitted.

Merlin smiled faintly and then placed a light peck on her cheek. "I know that, love, but you did nothing wrong. I'm incredibly proud of you, Lyanna Ambrosius," he said softly.

Lyanna couldn't help but grin at him. "I'm glad you think that, husband of mine," she replied, softly kissing his lips for a few seconds. "Care to help me with making some stew? I even got some mushrooms."

Merlin let out a soft laugh. "Of course you did. Sure I'd love to help you." Lyanna knew that no matter what foolish thing she asked him he would do anything to help her out, which was a trait she loved.

Isolde was the one who skinned the rabbits while Lyanna and Merlin made the rest of the stew together. Gwen meanwhile stood up when she saw Arthur sulk off into the woods and went to talk to him. It was unsure what was being said since they were far apart from the campfire, but Lyanna could guess it.

It was less than a minute that Gwen walked back with tears in her eyes. Lyanna excused herself before she stood up and pulled her dearest friend into a warm embrace, who clearly needed some support. "Gwen, what's wrong? What did he say?" Lyanna asked, her voice sounding placid.

"That the hug we shared in Ealdor was but a moments weakness and that he could never forget what I had done to him. Everything he cherished between us and we had is gone," Gwen replied, breaking out into sobs.

Lyanna gently rubbed the back of her friend. "Oh, I'm sorry. I know it may sound hard to believe right now but he doesn't mean it. Arthur is just under a lot of pressure right now with what's going on. He'll come to terms eventually. He still loves you, Gwen. I know he does so I need you to hold on to him."

"For how long?"

"I can't tell for certain, Gwen. The fact that Arthur loves you is as clear as day. You've got to keep faith and it will pay of. I'm sure that he'll realize his mistake when we've taken Camelot back from Morgana."

Gwen let out a soft wail. "Do you think so?"

"Of course, I do. I've seen the two of you together and its meant to be. You'll find your way to each other again."

It seemed to reassure Gwen a bit and she gave Lyanna a warm smile when she let go off her friend. "Thank you for being such a good friend, Lyanna," she said gratefully. "I'll keep faith."

They let go off each before walking back to the others. Lyanna continued to aid Merlin with preparing the stew. Isolde had now skinned the rabbits so that Merlin could mince them and Lyanna let the rest of the stew simmer. Once the stew was finished they handed everyone a bowl.

During the meal Lyanna's gaze constantly shifted to Gwen and Arthur and she seriously hoped that they would solve this dilemma between them soon because the tension was becoming unbearable. Everyone ate their dinner in silence since they were all lost in their own thoughts. Lyanna was simply hoping that they would still be in time to save everyone back at Camelot. Especially Gaius. She couldn't stop worrying about him.

When everyone had finished their meals Merlin was about to stand up to do the dishes, but Lyanna beat him to it. Instead she gazed up at him. "Let me do it," she insisted. "I think you should talk with Arthur. He needs a friend to talk to and since you're his closest friend."

Merlin opened his mouth to protest but Lyanna gestured for him to look at Arthur which he did and he understood what she meant. "Are you sure?" he asked skeptically.

"Yes. Call it sister instinct," she replied, smiling faintly. "This entire situation and Tristan's words are seriously having some effect on him. He has started to believe he's not worthy to be a King, which is utter nonsense. I already talked to him, but he won't listen to my words apparently. Maybe you can get through that thick skull of his."

"Do you really think that will help? He has never listened to me," Merlin responded. doubtfully.

Lyanna sighed. "You're one of the only people he actually listens to, Merlin. Now go. I have some dishes to do," Lyanna said. She gave him an encouraging smile while she ushered him in the direction of her brother.

She watched Merlin walking over to where Arthur was sitting against a tree and sat down beside him. Seeing the two of them together like that did cause Lyanna's heart to swell because of how good friends they actually were. With that in her mind she picked up the used bowls and piled them before she followed Gwen to a nearby stream.

As the two women rinsed the filthy pot and bowls together. Gwen wasn't exactly in a cheerful mood so she wasn't very chatty, which was totally understandable. Even Lyanna was quieter than usual. Nevertheless Lyanna was immensely grateful that her friend was back since she hadn't probably seen her about half a year. She had missed her incredibly during that period.

"Lyanna, what's troubling you?" Gwen then asked, breaking the silence when it became her too much.

Lyanna exhaled as she lowered the bowl in her hands. "Just about everything. I want you and Arthur to make amends, which you will do when everything else is resolved. I want Arthur to realize what a good King he actually is, I'm worried about the others back at Camelot and hope we'll get there in time," she mumbled.

Gwen licked her lips. "There is a lot on your mind indeed. I can't make you any false promises that everything is going to be alright, but you've taught me to stay positive so I shall. You must do the same. Arthur will realize that he's a good King and we'll get Camelot from Morgana. I also hope that Gaius is still save and sound."

"Me too. I don't know what I would do if any harm has come to him," Lyanna admitted. She had known Gaius her entire life and he had to be alright. Losing him wasn't an option. He was the only kind of parental figure that she had left.

Gwen gave Lyanna a few reassuring words before they returned to the others with the now clean bowls and pot. Lyanna noticed that Arthur was nowhere to be found and that Merlin was standing against a nearby tree. She put the supplies down while Gwen sat near the campfire and Isolde and Tristan. Lyanna then walked over to where Merlin was standing.

"Oh, Lyanna, there you are!" Merlin said in relief when his wife came to a halt beside him. She frowned in confusion at this sudden reaction. "Arthur didn't believe my words. He still thinks the people of Camelot deserve a more worthy King than him. I tried to talk to him I really did, but he just stormed off and disappeared in the forest. He needs some time to think."

"Well, there goes that part of the plan. We need to come up with another way to convince Arthur that he is a good King and that the people of Camelot do have faith in him and love him," Lyanna suggested determined.

Merlin raised one of his eyebrows. "Do you have an idea then?"

Lyanna shook her head. "Nothing comes to mind right now. There has to be something we can do to solve this."

They were silent for a moment, both thinking about a solution. "We need some extra help with this matter," Merlin then said. He grabbed Lyanna's hand before he pulled her along with him as they went deeper into the forest.

They started to run and while Merlin began to shout with his baritone voice in the dragonspeech she knew what his plan was. She didn't understand what he said, but his plan was clear indeed. Merlin leaded her into a clearing and it didn't took long until they heard the sound of wings flapping. Kilgharrah landed in front of them in and smiled down at them.

"Well, thank you," Merlin began. "You saved us all."

"The land of Albion and the future we all have fought for was in peril," the dragon responded grimly. Merlin exchanged a look with Lyanna as he sighed at his words. "What is troubling you, young warlock?"

"It's Arthur. He's lost the will to fight. He feels he's failed his people; he believes he no longer deserves to be King," Merlin clarified.

"The fate of Camelot rests in your hands, young warlock, for only the two of you can restore the King's faith," Kilgarrah enlightened them.

Lyanna fidgeted with her wedding ring. "Do you possibly know how?" she asked him.

"You must make him believe that he can be King once more," Kilgarrah said. That clearly brought both Merlin and Lyanna to think. There had to be a way to restore Arthur's faith in himself. "I wish I could be of more help."

Merlin smiled faintly. "No... I know how," he responded and Lyanna frowned again. "The people of Camelot, do you know where they're hiding?" As he said that Lyanna understood what his plan was and she couldn't help but grin.

"I'm a dragon. I can cover many leagues in the blink of an eye. They shouldn't be too hard to find," Kilgarrah explained.

That brought the two of them some relief. It was nice to have some good news after the last week. "Then we have no time to lose," Merlin said.

Kilgarrah flew away only seconds latter to look for the people who had managed to escape Camelot so that they could be brought together tomorrow morning. Lyanna trotted after Merlin as they began to head back to the encampment.

"So, let me get this straight so I know for sure that I've understood your plan well. You're going to tell Arthur a story tomorrow to lure him to the place where you've thrust the sword in the stone so that he'll pull it out in front of the people of Camelot so that he'll realize that he is a worthy King," she rambled.

Merlin grinned. "Yes, pretty much. It's rather impressive that you've figured that out."

Lyanna giggled. "Don't flatter me. Anyway have you've thought about a good story which you can tell Arthur?" she wondered.

"Not yet."

"Do you need help with that?"

"No, I'll manage to come up with something good later. Will you accompany me tomorrow morning to make sure Arthur doesn't run off?" Merlin asked.

She nodded. "Of course. I just can't wait to see if this plan will work."


"Are you ready to do this, Lyanna?" Merlin asked with a hushed voice for the hundredth time. They had woken up about half an hour ago to take their plan through again. The sun was still rising, a sign that it was pretty early.

She smiled at him. "Yes, this is the only chance that we'll get and we have to take this," she agreed.

Merlin nodded before he knelt down beside the King of Camelot and gently shook his shoulder. "What?" a grumpy Arthur asked when he had been woken up by his servant.

"There's something I need to show you," Merlin said before he walked off. Arthur grabbed his sword and followed before he came eye to eye with his sister.

"Lee, what is this about?" Arthur queried restlessly.

She shook her head. "Can't say yet. You'll have to be patient. Here, you need to eat something," she said as she handed him an apple. "If you run off I'm going to throw a boot at your fat head."

Arthur was completely bewildered by their strange behavior and wanted an answer. "This had better be good because this really isn't the time for one of your ridiculous games," Arthur complained.

"I was thinking about last night and how you were saying you'd given up all hope, how you were a poor leader and a shoddy King," Merlin clarified as they kept walking.

"Shoddy?" Arthur quoted in disbelieve.

"All right, 'shabby'," Merlin corrected and Lyanna snorted.

"Thanks," Arthur sarcastically responded.

That pleased Merlin. "Well, it reminded me of a tale Gaius once told me."

"Merlin, I'm really not interested in your favorite bedtime stories. Keep those for when you're alone with Lee," Arthur objected.

Lyanna glared at him as they came to a halt. "For once in your life, just...listen," Merlin insisted with a placid voice and Arthur changed his mind. He simply held up his hands in defeat. Lyanna stuck up her thumbs at her brother for that. The three of them continued to walk further.

"Many years ago, before the birth of the five kingdoms, this land was in an endless cycle of bloodshed and war, but one man was determined to end all that," Merlin started to tell the story and Lyanna recognized it. He hadn't told her which story had chosen so she had been very curious about this. "He gathered together the elders of each tribe and drew up plans for the lands to be divided. Each would respect the others boundaries, and drew it over the land as they saw fit. That man was Camelot's first King, ancestor to all that followed, including the two of you."

"Bruta," Arthur responded, telling the name of the King.

Merlin looked at him. "You know the story?"

"Yes, every child in Camelot does. Can I go back to bed now?" Arthur asked agitated.

Lyanna sighed. "No, you may certainly not. Merlin hasn't finished his story yet. There is a part you haven't heard yet so be patient," she said, containing a smile.

Arthur frowned. "Really?"

They didn't wait for an answer and Merlin simply continued with the rest of his story. "When Bruta was on his deathbed, he asked to be taken deep into the forest. There, with the last of his strength, he thrust his sword into a rock. If his linage was ever questioned, this would form a test. Only a true King of Camelot could pull the weapon free."

Arthur stopped. "Are you making this up?"

Merlin did his best to keep a straight face. "Tsk. Of course not." With that he walked off. Arthur simply looked at Lyanna who nodded before they followed Merlin. She knew that Merlin had added the last part of the story and she was intrigued by his creativity.

"All right. If this is true, why haven't I heard this story before?" Arthur questioned.

"Well, history isn't really your strong point, is it?" Merlin dryly responded.

Lyanna giggled. "He's right though."

Arthur rolled with his eyes. "And where is this rock?"

"Oh, it was lost many years ago during the Great Purge, but...we've managed to find it," Merlin went on.

"I've never heard so much rubbish in my entire life," Arthur said repulsive, clearly not believing the story.

"Are you calling Gaius a liar?" Merlin queried.

"No, I'm calling you an idiot," Arthur responded.

Lyanna sighed once more. "Arthur," she scolded. "Be nice to Merlin. Besides what's that then?"

Arthur followed their line of sight. He was stunned to see the sword in the stone. They walked closer towards and Arthur was visibly surprised when he saw a crowd of knights and peasants appear out of the forest with Leon and Percival among them. Both Merlin and Lyanna smiled. Kilgharrah had succeeded in retrieving everyone.

Arthur looked at his sister and his brother-in-law. "What the hell are you playing at?"

"We're trying to prove that you are their leader and their King," Lyanna explained.

"That sword is stuck fast in solid stone," Arthur responded in disbelieve.

"And you're going to pull it out," Merlin said as if it wasn't too big of a deal.

That clearly confused Arthur. "Merlin, it's impossible."

Lyanna decided not to interfere in this moment because this was Merlin's chance to make Arthur believe that he was a King that the people of Camelot adored. "Arthur, you're the true King of Camelot," Merlin said.

Arthur glanced back at the crowd of the people surrounding the sword in the stone. "Do you want me to look like a fool?"

"No, I'm going to make you see that Tristan's wrong; you aren't just anyone, you are special. You and you alone can draw out that sword," Merlin went on and Lyanna heard her heart beating inside her chest.

Arthur debated this for a moment before he drew his own sword and stuck it in the ground. "You better be right about this." Lyanna flashed him an encouraging smile.

Arthur approached the stone slowly and it was eerie quiet in the clearing as everyone awaited what was going to happen. He looked up at the crowd hesitantly, then placed both hands on the hilt. He tried to pull it, but the sword didn't budge.

Lyanna knew that Merlin wasn't going to use his magic to free the sword before Arthur really believed in himself. "You have to believe, Arthur," he reminded him while he meanwhile grabbed hold of Lyanna's hand behind his back which caused her to blush.

Arthur shook with the effort, but the sword didn't move. Merlin looked at the crowd as Arthur continued to struggle.

"You're destined to be Albion's greatest King," he said to him. Arthur let go of the sword. "Nothing, not even this stone can stand in your way."

Arthur looked at the sword and repositioned himself. He could feel everyone watching as he placed one hand on the sword hilt and closed his eyes. Lyanna watched him with admiration.

"Have faith," Merlin gave some final advice.

Arthur lifted his chin, willing himself to believe. Merlin's eyes glowed which no one saw, and the stone released the sword. Arthur pulled it out and stared at it, amazed. All the people were now looking at him in awe as their fell a silence. He had done it! Lyanna had tears in her eyes as she saw the look on Arthur's face.

"Long live the King," Leon was the first to bellow and the rest of the people quickly joined, proving their loyalty to their King. It was truly heart-warming to see. This was a moment that none of them would ever forget. King Arthur of Camelot who managed to pull a sword out of solid stone. He was the true King.

Lyanna couldn't control her emotions any longer and surprised everyone by suddenly kissing Merlin on the lips. She was beaming with pride for what he had accomplished and that his plan had worked. She felt even giddier when Merlin kissed her back after his shock had registered. They were kissing each other after all in front of the people of Camelot to see. This was something that they had never done before, but Lyanna simply couldn't care anymore. She was done with hiding.

Not only were the people clapping for their King they were also clapping and cheering for the public display of the Princess who was kissing the King's manservant. They parted after a few seconds with goofy grins on their faces.

"Why did you do that?" Merlin wondered, tugging an escaped strand from her braid behind her ear.

"I honestly don't care about hiding anymore and I just got carried away. I'm just incredibly proud of you for what you've just done. I know you won't get any credit so that's why you get it from me. I hope that's enough," she explained.

"That's more than enough," he reassured as he kissed her forehead before they faced the crowd together who had just witnessed them kissing each other, causing them both to blush. "This was not the reaction I was expecting."

"Neither did I," Lyanna replied, feeling happiness seep in. They were on their way to take Camelot back but these were some nice steps in the right direction. If these people easily accepted them then they wouldn't make any fuzz about their public wedding when it would happen. "I'm glad we did it."

They focused on Arthur who was talking with Percival and Leon who congratulated Arthur with what he had just accomplished.


Shortly after that they all joined together in the forest of Essetir where the remaining citizens of Camelot had sent up an encampment ever since Morgana had taken Camelot.

Arthur walked with Lyanna, Leon, Percival, Merlin and Gwen as they discussed possible ideas about how to take Camelot back from Morgana. "What about the drawbridge?" Arthur asked his knights.

"Well manned," Leon responded.

"As are the northern gates," Percival added so that plan was dismissed.

"The battlements on the south side then?" Lyanna asked.

"Lyanna, even if we can get inside, she has an army," Percival reminded her and he was right. Morgana's army was definitely strong and something to keep in mind.

"And we have, what? A few hundred?" Arthur queried.

"And they still outnumber us," Percival clarified grimly. It only made it more difficult for them to come up with a good plan.

"Yeah, but only three to one," Arthur joked and Leon chuckled.

"And do you think they'll fight?" Isolde wondered.

Leon nodded. "Well, they'll fight for Arthur and Lyanna."

Lyanna was about to say something, but Arthur beat her to it. "It's not us they have to fight for. It's for Camelot," he made clear.

"No, Arthur. It is you and Lyanna that people love, and you that they will lay down their lives for. I know that I would ride into the mouth of hell for both of you," Leon swore.

"And I," Percival added.

Isolde meanwhile looked at Tristan who both were surprised.

"And I," Merlin promised.

Lyanna smiled at them. "Even I, Arthur," she said. Tristan was won over by the loyalty of Arthur's men.

Arthur drew Excalibur. "Into the mouth of hell it is." They all looked at each other before they followed Arthur.


Lyanna closed her eyes as she gently placed her hand on her wounded arm. The pain had constantly been on the background, but she had been able to ignore it most of the time. She knew that the pain would fade within a couple of days, but for now her arm was constantly throbbing.

Before they had to flee from Ealdor Lyanna had shoved some extra herbs from Hunith's stash in the pockets of her breeches so that she would be able to treat the wound later on, which was of good use now. The herbs made the pain more bearable and made sure it didn't get infected.

She opened her eyes when she heard that someone was sitting down beside her. It was Merlin. "Need help with that?" he asked as he saw the herbs in her hands. Lyanna simply nodded and immediately Merlin's long fingers untied the bandage around her arm. The bleeding had stopped and the wound was clean. "Does it still hurt?"

"Yes, it does," Lyanna admitted. "What were you and Arthur just discussing about?"

"He's unsure if we are able to defeat Morgana, but I also finished the story," Merlin responded.

She smiled. "Care to tell me the end of it?"

Merlin let out a soft laugh. "Sure," he said as he treated her wound with care. "When the sword was thrust into the stone, the ancient King foretold that one day it would be freed again at a time when Camelot needed it most. The man who freed it would unite the land of Albion and rule over the greatest kingdom the world has ever known. That man is Arthur."

"And did he believe you?" Lyanna questioned.

"Not at first, but I told him that I had always believed him. He seemed to consider my words," Merlin enlightened her.

"I'm sure that he he'll believe you. You already made him realize that the people of Camelot love him, for which I am immensely grateful."

He smiled at her. "I'm glad it worked. Now we just need something to stop Morgana and take her magic away. That will make the battle a lot easier."

Lyanna licked her lips as she stared into the flames of the campfire. "I could make an effigy," Lyanna suggested. "If we can sneak into Camelot and you enchant this thing than we can put it under her bed. It should drain her off her powers."

Merlin was perplexed as he tied a bandage around her arm. "Where did you find out about this?" he wondered.

"Gaius has a lot of books," Lyanna said and they both snickered. "So do you think we could do this? Morgana has a lot of guards? We could enter through the tunnel."

"That's already our best way to enter Camelot, but we need to be undercover. If Morgana sees its us she won't spare our lives. I could change into my old self," Merlin suggested.

"That should work. I can steal an outfit from one of her guards. Together we should be able to get past her guards," Lyanna agreed.

Merlin leaned closer to her until their noses were touching and they were both grinning. "Good," he said before he kissed her, not caring that the others might see it. He was finally able to kiss her in public without being questioned and he was definitely going to take advantage of that. He felt Lyanna smile into the kiss who felt herself becoming immensely happy. Even now it was still having the same effect on her as the first time he had kissed her all those years ago.

After their kiss Lyanna made an effigy as quickly as she could with the material that she had found in the forest. When she had finished it she and Merlin left the encampment behind them without being noticed by the others. It wasn't a that long walk to Camelot.

It was pitch dark when they reached their destination. They slowed down in case they would be overheard. When a Southrons patrol came near they hid with their chests pressed together underneath a ledge. Once the coast was clear they crossed over to a tunnel grate.

Merlin raised his hand to it. "Tospringe," he chanted. The lock burst and the gate swung open.

They both knew their way around these tunnels way, even in the dark. Lyanna was the one who leaded him to the one which would bring them closer towards Morgana's chambers. They went into a tunnel which leaded them into the palace.

"Wait here," Lyanna instructed him as she unsheathed her sword and stepped into the corridor. She surprised one of the guards from behind and managed to take him down easily. As she was taking off the Southrons' guards tunic and cloak. She walked back with them into the alcove so she could change when she saw that Merlin had already changed to his old self. "I do prefer your younger version," she joked as she put on the tunic over her own one.

Merlin laughed, which was now deeper than it normally was. "So do I. I'm already looking forward to the moment that my bones don't ache that much anymore."

"Shouldn't be too long," Lyanna replied as she clasped the cloak around her neck. "Morgana's chambers are nearby."

Old Merlin placed a kiss on Lyanna's forehead as he pulled the hood of her cloak up so that her hair and face was covered and she could blend in with the rest of the guards. "Well, here goes nothing."

With that they stepped out of the alcove and they began to walk down the corridor. Lyanna was walking in the front so that she could keep an eye out for incoming guards and dispose them if necessary.

Lyanna sensed something and turned her head when Morgana turned around her corner. It was obvious that Morgana had caught a glimpse of old Merlin before he and Lyanna ran off.

"So far for not being spotted," Lyanna muttered sarcastically as they kept running. Old Merlin unfortunately wasn't able to go as fast as his younger self.

She quickly pulled him behind another alcove as more Southrons ran through the corridors of the palace. The man named Helios was leading them, but he wasn't able to spot them. Once the coast was clear Lyanna pulled Merlin along with her again. The warning bell had chimed, a sign that the entire palace was looking for them.

They kept walking and Merlin took out a guard with a flick of his hand without even turning to look. Lyanna snickered as she witnessed it.

The two of them made it into Morgana's chambers without being undetected. Lyanna handed Merlin the effigy while she kept watch to make sure that they wouldn't be interrupted.

"Ontende eallne þæs drycræftes hire awæge!" The poppet's head burst into flames and Merlin smiled and laughed as the spell whispered magic. Lyanna simply watched him, feeling herself beaming with pride. Her husband really was the most powerful sorcerer in the world.

As soon as he had placed the effigy underneath the bed they hurried out of the chambers. Merlin used his magic again to knock out another guard. They wouldn't draw any attention if he didn't look like his old self. Lyanna undid the Southron off his tunic and cloak while Merlin changed back to his younger form.

Lyanna observed him with a wide grin while he put on the tunic and the cloak. "You look really attractive now," Lyanna complimented him.

Merlin chuckled before they stepped out of the alcove again so that they could make it out of Camelot without being found out. No one thought that the person that they were looking for was dressed as one of them.

They made it out of Camelot without much effort and as soon as they left it behind Merlin grabbed her hand while they slowed down and continued with a steady pace. "We make quite a team," Merlin said with a laugh.

"I agree," Lyanna replied. "Although I hope we don't have to do this more often."

"Yes, once is quite enough. We still have to get Camelot back from Morgana though tomorrow," Merlin reminded her.

"I know that. We have a much better chance now to succeed now that Morgana has lost her magic. We can actually do this," she said optimistically as they kept walking.


They ended up only sleeping for a few hours before the sun had already started to rise. Lyanna didn't exactly feel top fit so she decided to wash herself in the nearby stream since she hadn't had a proper bath in ages. The cold water did made Lyanna feel a bit more refreshed and she hoped that it would be enough to get her through today's siege.

When she was finished she returned to the others and found that everyone was already preparing themselves for the departure which would be soon. As Lyanna helped with cleaning up some things she saw Gwen speaking with Arthur and she couldn't help but smile. It was unclear what Gwen had said to him before she had stormed off, but Arthur was staring at her lovingly. These two would definitely find their way to each other.

She also noticed that Tristan and Isolde would join them during the fight, which was fantastic news. Over the last few days she had really grown to like the two of them, despite the fact that they were smugglers. They were capable of so much more than that.

Shortly after that it was time and they all found themselves in the outlying forest of Camelot. Lyanna gazed at the castle which was her home and how desperately she wanted it back. This fight had to go well.

They all armed themselves for the fight. Arthur stood at the front as he lifted Excalibur and swung it forward, signalling them to move out. Red capes immediately file towards the castle walls.

Leon was leaning one of the groups, which took out the sentries on the wall with crossbows and head in. Percival, Tristan and Isolde took out another set of guards on another gate and waved in more knights. The first face of their plan was going smoothly because they had the element of surprise and were being tactic.

Arthur and Lyanna fought another set of Southrons and Merlin and Gwen made sure they're dead after rolled down the hill. So far the guards weren't putting up much of a fight and Lyanna feared what would be waiting for them.

The four of them went into the palace tunnels and it didn't took long until they heard the warning bells sound, a sign that they were spotted. They quickened their pace and Lyanna could only hope that meanwhile some of the others had rescued the survivors from the cells and that Gaius was still alright.

They made it into the corridors of the palace where Lyanna took out a guard while she noticed Arthur holding his wounded ribs as he continued on.

"You alright, Arthur?" Lyanna asked as she hurried after him.

He looked at her. "Yeah, I'm fine," he shook it of. He didn't have any time to get his ribs properly treated because they were on a mission and couldn't delay. The others were already fulfilling their parts of the plan, by slowly taking parts of the castle.

Lyanna decided to stay at Arthur's side in case his injury became too much and this way she could help him. She decided to walk in the front, much to Merlin's dismay because he wanted her to stay unharmed, but he knew that she wouldn't listen. She was much to stubborn and too eager to reclaim Camelot from Morgana.

They continued to make their way through the palace and didn't run into many more guards. Apparently the others had already taken care of those.

They went around the corner to find six Southrons standing guard. Arthur looked at them. "One each. Pick your man. On me!" he bellowed. Arthur charged the front man and struck him, while Lyanna did the same with the man behind him. She saw how the mercenaries stumbled towards Gwen and she knocked him out with her sword.

"You're getting good at this," Lyanna said with a smug grin.

"Yes, well I've spend an awful lot of time watching the two of you train so I may have picked up a thing to or two," Gwen dryly responded, causing Lyanna to snigger.

The others took out the rest of the guards without much effort. "Whatever happened to the idea of finding a bit of land and settling down?" Isolde asked Tristan who only smiled at her.

Arthur meanwhile walked over to Merlin and looked at Excalibur. "You know, this thing's not bad," he said.

"Thought you might like it," Merlin responded as Arthur turned to the other side. He then looked at Lyanna who met his gaze. He reached for her hand and squeezed into it for few seconds as they all prepared themselves to enter the council chamber. "You alright?"

Lyanna nodded. "Yes, don't worry about me," she assured him.

"Ready?" Arthur asked them as he looked at all of them.

"For the love of Camelot!" they all bellowed as they charged into the council chamber, but stopped short when they find only Morgana lounging on the throne, with Helios standing beside her.

"Welcome, dear brother and sister," Morgana greeted with a smug smile. "It has been far too long." She got up and walked towards them. "I apologize if you had a difficult reception. It's hard to know who to trust these days."

Morgana stopped in the middle of the room while Arthur slowly approached her with Lyanna at his side. He raised Excalibur with an open hand to show her that he would not attack her, and she watched him warily until he put the sword in his belt and met her in the middle.

What happened next was something that no one had seen coming. Lyanna had struck Morgana's cheek so swiftly with her hand that no one had seen it happening and they had only heard the sound of Lyanna's hand hitting Morgana's cheek. "You're a disgrace, Morgana!" Lyanna said through gritted teeth.

Just standing there in front of the woman who had betrayed them plenty of times and had even hurt those that she loved which was something Lyanna could never forgive her for.

"I don't know what I've done to have angered you so much," Morgana responded in confusion, rubbing her cheek.

"Are you being serious?" Lyanna began and knew that she had just snapped. "Do you want me to remind you what you've done?! You been plotting against us for years, you betrayed us and intended to murder us. You murdered many innocent people. You killed our father, abducted me and Gaius. I had suffered so much stress which had only helped me with losing my child! And that's just the tip of the iceberg. You've hurt the people I love which is something I could never forgive you for!" she ranted angrily, feeling her entire body shake with rage.

"What child?! You don't have a child!" Morgana protested.

"Not thanks to you!" Lyanna shouted back as tears were streaming down her face. "I was with child for two months but then you decided to kidnap me and torture me for information about some sorcerers, not caring whether or not I would've died in the process! I was exposed to so much stress and nearly died that it was enough for my body to reject my child and I lost it! I bloody lost it and it could be your fault!"

The next thing Lyanna knew was that Merlin had rushed over and had taken her in his arms before she would collapse. He pulled her to the side so that she was no longer the center of attention. Her entire body was shivering from uncontrolled emotions and Merlin did his best to reassure her while the confrontation between Morgana and Arthur went on.

"What happened to you, Morgana?" Arthur asked softly. Morgana looked him in the eye almost regretfully, the hurt plain on both their faces and in their voices. "I thought we were friends."

"As did I," Morgana replied as her voice hardened. "But alas, we were both wrong."

"You can't blame us for our father's sins," Arthur clarified.

Lyanna pulled up her head so that she could watch them while Merlin rubbed away the tears from her cheek before he pulled her in his arms again. "You did well," he softly whispered to her, but she didn't respond.

"It's a little late for that. You've made it perfectly clear how you feel about me and my kind. You're not as different from Uther as you'd like to think," Morgana retorted.

"Nor are you," Arthur responded, and that clearly had effect on her.

Morgana became angry and backed away. "I'm going to enjoy killing you, Arthur Pendragon. Not even Emrys and Darya can save you now." Arthur drew Excalibur and Morgana smirked. "Your blades cannot stop me."

Both Lyanna and Merlin braced themselves, waiting for what was going to happen.

"Hleap on bæc," Morgana chanted.

Nothing happened except the sound of the effigy's whispers. Morgana is confused as they all watched her reaction, still waiting for her attack. Morgana tried the spell again and raised her hand for strength.

"Hleap on bæc," she chanted with a scared whisper now.

Merlin absorbed Morgana's magic with the effigy's whispers. Their plan has worked because Morgana's magic was not working.

"Not so powerful now, My Lady," Arthur said smugly. Helios pulled Morgana behind him as she panicked before she ran off. "After her!"

Merlin placed a chaste kiss on Lyanna's forehead as he and Gwen chased after Morgana. Southrons entered the council chamber from behind, which were fended off by Tristan, Isolde and Lyanna, while Arthur took on Helios. Lyanna saw him clutching his wounded ribs while they fought.

Arthur struggled to fight Helios with his wounds. Helios managed to knock him down and disarmed Arthur. Lyanna was too occupied to rush over to them while Helios raised his sword for the final blow, but Isolde was there in time to stab him in the back. In the process Isolde turned to Tristan with a tragic look on her face.

Lyanna realized what has happened as she dropped her sword and fell to her knees. Lyanna and Tristan immediately went to help her. Tristan held her in his arms while Lyanna examined the wound that she had just received. She gulped. "The wound is deep. I should be able to treat it with the right herbs and supplies." She looked up at Tristan. "Keep enough pressure on the wound until I'm back. She's not going to die. Do you hear me?"

With that Lyanna stood up again and picked up her sword. She ran down the corridors as fast as her timid body could carry her. This time she didn't run into any Southrons since they had all fled the castle or had been killed by the knights. Lyanna was able to make it physician chambers easily and looked through the stash of herbs, drafts while she grabbed the ones that she needed to help Isolde. She also grabbed some needed supplies so that she could stitch the wound.

When she had everything Lyanna began her way back. This time she didn't went as fast because she was carrying quite a lot of things, which slowed her down. When she stepped into the council chambers she saw that Merlin and Gwen had returned and were looking grimly at Isolde.

"Let me help you," Gwen offered as she and Lyanna knelt down Isolde. Lyanna flashed her friend a warm smile before she began to treat Isolde's wound, who flinched under her touch.

Lyanna knew that the wound was deep but she was not going to lose another person. Isolde was still young and had a whole life ahead of her with Tristan and Lyanna was doing whatever she could to make that happen.

The herbs seemed to have effect and the bleeding stopped, which was already a big step. Lyanna then cleaned the wound before rubbing a salve onto it to stop infection and the pain before she picked up a needle. This was definitely her least favorite part.

"This is going to hurt," Lyanna warned her.

Isolde smiled faintly. "Its okay. I trust you."

That made Lyanna smile back at her. The first time the needle punctured her skin Isolde let out a muffled shriek while Tristan comforted her. He was definitely of great support and Lyanna was glad that he was there. By the second time the needle punctured the skin Isolde didn't make a sound anymore and just pressed her teeth together until the pain was over.

Luckily for her it didn't last long and Lyanna finished stitching the wound within a few minutes, much to everyone's relief. "There," Lyanna said while she wrapped a bandage around Isolde's ribcage. "For now it will still be painful, but its going to mend. You're going to be fine. You can still find a piece of land and settle down."

Tristan began to laugh as he kissed Isolde, immensely grateful that she was alright and that he wasn't going to lose the most important part of his life. Tristan then looked up at Lyanna. "I honestly don't know what to say," he began, grinning brightly with tears in his eyes. "Thank you for what you did for her. I'm forever in your debt."

"It was my pleasure," Lyanna assured him as she stood up. "I should be thanking Isolde for saving Arthur's life." She walked over to where Merlin was standing who was smiling at her.

"I'm proud of you," he said sweetly as he kissed her cheek.

As they looked around the room and saw Tristan holding tightly onto Isolde while Arthur and Gwen looked at each other lovingly Lyanna knew that everything was going to be alright. They clearly needed some privacy. There was just one thing she needed to check.

"Care to look for Gaius with me so we know he's alright?" she asked Merlin.

"Yes. Percival just said that he's taken Gaius to his chambers and that he was very faint. He needs a physician to look after him," Merlin replied.

Lyanna grinned as she hooked her arm through his. "Good thing I am one then," she said as they began to walk out of the council chambers.


"Lyanna, are you sure about this?" Gwen asked hesitantly.

Lyanna nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, I'm as sure as it can be. You look breathtaking in this lavender dress and I know for sure that Arthur won't be able to keep his eyes off you. He asked you to marry him for a reason."

Gwen rolled with her eyes. "So this dress is not too much?"

"No, not at all. The dress is not revealing, yet its fitting for an almost Queen," Lyanna clarified with a smug grin on her lips as she did Gwen's hair.

"Were you this nervous when you were getting married?" Gwen then asked, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

"Of course I was. Its terrifying when you're about to spend the rest of your life with this person, but its okay. You love Arthur and he loves you. The both of you have been waiting for this moment to happen for years now," Lyanna replied. "I've never regretted marrying Merlin if that reassures you a little."

"Yeah, it does reassure me a bit," Gwen responded.

Lyanna smiled at her. "Good. That makes it easier." Lyanna finished her hair. "There, all done. You look so lovely. Arthur is going to love this. Speaking about Arthur, I need to speak with him before this ceremony begins so excuse me for a moment. I'll be back within a couple of minutes. Don't go anywhere! He can't see your dress!"

She didn't give Gwen any time to respond as she hurry out of her own chambers where she had been hiding her friend so that she could prepare her for this day without been seen by others. Lyanna almost bumped into a few servants who were running around the corridors for the final preparations.

Lyanna energetically knocked on the door a couple of times until she heard Arthur's voice on the other side and she almost barged into the room, finding Arthur and Merlin. Arthur was pacing restlessly through the room while Merlin stood near the window. At the sight of her they both smiled.

"Ready then?" Lyanna asked cheekily. "I have a very nervous Queen to be in my chambers."

"She's nervous as well?" Arthur wondered.

Lyanna rolled with her eyes. "Of course. Any normal person will have some healthy wedding nerves. Its all part of it and it will pass."

Arthur sighed in relief. "Do you think I'm doing to right thing?"

"Yes, I do. You both love each other, what more do you need?" Lyanna then noticed that Merlin was wearing his more expensive looking coat and breeches and couldn't help but smirk as she took him in. "Oh, someone is looking handsome."

Merlin was only grinning as he looked at the dress that she was wearing. It was a long silver dress, which fitted her shapes perfectly. "You surely look breathtaking," he complimented which caused Lyanna to giggle as he pulled her against his chest so that he could kiss her soundly on the lips.

Arthur cleared his throat. "Oi, get a room you two," he complained.

"We are in one," Lyanna reminded him. "I'm sure that you and Gwen can't keep your hands to yourselves when you're finally married." Merlin laughed as she walked over to Arthur. "It's all going to be alright and I'm proud of you."

Arthur pulled his sister into a warm embrace. "Thank you, Lee," he said gratefully. "You've been amazing support."

"That's what I'm for," Lyanna replied as she let go of him. "Well, I have to return to Gwen. You shall see her very soon. Oh, you're so going to love this." She nearly squealed from excitement. "Bye, Merlin."

With that the Princess of Camelot exited the King's chambers leaving them in awe over her booming behaviour, which only made them to laugh. Lyanna sure was something special.

When Lyanna went into her own bedroom she saw that Gwen was still sitting at her vanity, nervously staring at her reflection. At the sound of someone approaching she turned her head and looked at Lyanna. "How's Arthur?" Gwen asked as she stood up.

"As ready as any anxious King can be who is to marry the love of his life," Lyanna replied grinning sheepishly. "Are you ready to do this, Gwen?"

After a few seconds Gwen nodded a few times. "Yes," she firmly responded.

The two of them waited for a while longer until they heard the horns in the courtyard, a sign that it was about to start. They left the chambers and began their walk down the stairs and the corridors. They came to a halt when they stood in front of the large door of the throne room.

"I'm going inside now," Lyanna informed her. "The guards will give you the sign when its your turn. Please, don't forget how to breath. It's all going to be alright and you're going to enjoy every minute of it." She pulled her friend into a final embrace.

"Thank you, Lyanna. I'm sure you're right," Gwen responded.

Lyanna flashed her a large smile before she entered the throne room and left Gwen there on her own for a few minutes. The entire room was packed with people who were all awaiting what was going to happen.

She made her way to the front of the room and bopped her head in greeting as several courtiers bowed as she past them. Lyanna sighed when she had finally made her way to the front row where Merlin and Gaius were waiting for her.

"I just can't believe this is actually happening," Lyanna said to them, keeping her voice down. "Am I dreaming?"

"No, you look very awake to me," Gaius assured her with a smile.

She let out a soft laugh as Merlin stepped aside to let her stand between them. Now that they were officially courting to the public it was perfectly alright for her to be standing next to him, for which she was immensely grateful.

At that moment the door opened again to reveal Gwen who was dressed in a rich, purple and gold gown as she walked down the aisle between the knights and courtiers of Camelot. Lyanna noticed how Arthur was staring at his soon to be wife as she approached him.

"You sure did a good job with Gwen," Merlin whispered as he watched them. He grabbed Lyanna's hand where everyone could see it. She didn't mind, and intertwined their fingers. "If his mouth stays open like that he's going to attract some flies."

Lyanna snickered quietly. "Well, isn't that the point?"

Gwen knelt down on the dais before Arthur while he smiled down at her. Geoffrey brought him the Queen's crown on a pillow and he took it. "By the sacred laws vested in me, I crown you...Guinevere...Queen of Camelot."

Arthur crowned her and she smiled up at him. He gently took her hands, her engagement ring visible on her first finger, and she stepped up on the dais. They kissed wholeheartedly in front of all of Camelot to see. Gwen was smiling as they parted. Arthur then held her hand and turned them to face their subjects.

"Long live the Queen!" he bellowed.

His chant was being copied and the people of Camelot all chanted it together to show their loyalty to their new Queen. Lyanna couldn't help but smile at the woman who was now her sister-in-law and was happy that this day had finally arrived.

From now on things were only going to be better.


And that is the end of season 4! I can't believe we've been going so fast. It has been a huge blast to write this story so far and I'm immensely grateful that so many people are reading this. Thanks to all of you for supporting this story. We still have one season to go, but then the end is near. I sure hope you'll stay with me to the end!

Also I decided to let Isolde live. She didn't deserve to die and she's happy somewhere with Tristan now which is the best ending for her :))

HPuni101: Thank you for saying that! :))

TheTombedSpirit: I'm glad that you like it haha. Thanks!

ArmyWife2209: Cause I missed an update and Tuesday was a better day for me cause I had more time. I'll be updating on Saturday again from now on ^^

MiaR: Haha I really liked the beginning of this episode. It was so fun to write. Oh wow I love how you were laughing at that part. Awh that's so sweet that you're only loving Lyanna and Merlin more. They're a really wonderful couple and they fit so well together :D Hope you liked part 2 as well. Thanks for the review!

Guest: Did you read how Lyanna finally slapped Morgana in the face? I made it happen haha. I was writing this scene and it was so tempting to just let Lyanna do this, and I have to thank you for the idea. Glad you liked the chapter. How long is your favorite list by now? Simpleton Arthur is so adorable :P I really love writing some time alone for Lyanna and Merlin. they deserve more time like that. They sure value each other a lot. Awwh I'm super glad that all those little scenes with Arthur and Lyanna made you smile :D She and Arthur are so close and they get a lot of comfort from each other. Thank you so much for the sweet review :D

Lbunny: Oh wow you're excited. Glad you still like me! *hugs back* Thanks for the review!