She glared as the ice hit her face, her eyes on the mage who didn't look impressed.
"Again."
"You've been saying that for hours! It's freezing can't we go inside?" Eve complained as she held her trembling body. She wasn't even sure if she could move at this point.
The two of them were currently on the river, the mage by the shore holding a snowball and Eve inside the freezing water, glaring at the woman.
"You have to learn to control your fire."
"How am I supposed to do that in FREEZING water!"
"Phoenixes have fire inside them. They can melt even the thickest iceberg. You must always keep your fire burning, once you do, the cold won't be a problem."
'Yeah! Well, I'm not Elsa! The cold DOES bother me!' Eve swore she would slap whoever came up with that load of crap. Another snowball hit her in the face, sending shivers down her spine. Eve growled annoyed. "Augh! Has anyone told you, you're annoying!"
"Your King. Now…" She raised her hand. "Again." And resumed with using her powers to throw more snowballs at Eve, who spent the rest of the evening cursing and swearing as she tried to call her so-called 'fire'…
When the sky was dark and the moon was out the two returned to base camp.
At the sight of a soaking, shivering Eve, Arthur, was quick to place a fur coat around her shoulders.
"Christ! What the hell happened? You're freezing, love!"
Eve only trembled and pulled the coat closer to her body.
"She still can't use her own fire. We must train some more, tomorrow."
Evelyn glared at the mage and the embers in the fireplace roared stronger and out of control, startling the people who sat around it.
Arthur gazed from the fire to Eve, to the mage and back to Eve. "Did you do that?"
The mage smirked as she turned her back to them. "Good, maybe we'll see improvement tomorrow."
As she left, the rest of the gang decided to leave the two alone. Arthur brought his lover closer to the fire, pulling her into his lap.
Eve sighed as she closed her eyes, snuggling closer to Arthur while muttering. "I hate her!"
The King-to-be chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "I know."
He growled and pushed all the documents and trinkets from the table, his gaze fixating in one spot as he tried to recover his bearings.
Mercia stared at him with fear in his eyes. "My King?"
Vortigern raised his hand to silence the Earl and glared at him. "How hard can it be, to capture a ruffian and his gang of hooligans!"
The man flinched, slightly, and moved uncomfortably in his spot as the king's eyes fell on him. "We're trying our best, sire."
"TRY HARDER!" He banged his hand on the table severing it in half.
For a moment no one spoke or moved. Vortigern breathed heavily as he stared at his broken desk, his hands trembled with energy. His lips quirked up as he realized, satisfied, that his powers were growing. 'But it is not enough.' He thought.
His gaze lifted back to his right man, his breathing returning to normal as he calmed down.
"Perhaps, Mercia. We should use other means to capture them."
"Such has, your majesty?"
His smile widened as he walked towards the man. "Where's Maggie, right now?"
He walked down the stairs to the underground chamber and stood before the bell, ringing it three times.
The waters rattled and from it, the Three Gorgons emerged.
"What may we help you with, My lord." The main head asked as she smiled at him.
He shifted uncomfortably as the other two touched his legs.
"Tell me how to defeat the woman."
Her lips parted revealing a set of sharp pointy teeth. "That won't come cheap for you, my leash."
Vortigern clenched his hands and eased his breathing. "I'll pay anything."
"Very well…"
Oddly enough she got used to her training. The river's water wasn't as cold as it used to be, but she still couldn't create fire like the mage wanted her to… the best she could do was evaporate the snowballs, with her hands.
"Good. It is something." The mage said as she threw a towel to Eve.
The woman sighed happily and walked towards her. While drying her wet body she decided to talk with the mage.
"How did Vortirgen become so strong?"
The mage stared at her for a moment and then she looked back to the forest.
"He was sent by his father to my people… an attempt to bring both our peoples together."
"But… I saw the dark tower, the bones of the dead…" She still recalled the cold shiver that went down her spine as they climbed through the broken bones of her people. The sound of them giving in to her weight still gave her chills…
"That was Mordred's doing… he killed the Mage King and took his staff, he then murdered thousands just to get more power…"
"The staff… it's Excalibur?"
"Yes, Merlin stole back the staff and re-forged it, in the tower."
"So… the tower is good? Bad?"
The mage shrugged. "It depends on how you see it… and who uses it."
Eve hummed as she looked at the river, she thought for a while, this world was different than the stories she heard… the only similarity she could recall was the sword…
"Uther defeated Mordred, didn't he?"
"Yes."
Eve smiled one less threat for Arthur. But something didn't seem right, if Mordred was dead where did the King get his powers from? She voiced her thoughts.
"Then… how did Vortirgen get his power? There was no tower then, how did he defeat Arthur's father?" The mage clenched her dress and Eve saw how her shoulders tensed. "Is there something you're not telling us?"
She looked at Eve with anxiety and fear, she hesitated for a bit before she spoke.
"There are monsters beneath the castle…"
"Monsters? What kind of monsters?"
"Ancient terrible beings, they were sealed there… but the Mad king awoke them, for his power…"
"Why didn't Merlin stop them? Or your people?"
The mage shook her head. "They are experts in dark ancient magic, we were not… enough…" Her eyes then fell on Eve. "But you are."
"Moi?" She said amused. "How can I possibly do something that not even Merlin could!?"
"You're a Phoenix. A being of light, bearer of the flame of life."
"You've been saying that from the beginning, but I can't even control it!"
"You will! This is why we are training!"
Eve blinked as she stared astonished at the shining eyes of the mage. The girl truly believed she could slay the monster. She found this very amusing.
"I'm not a knight, Mage, I'm pretty good in a fight but I'm not a knight on his quest to slay a dragon…" She stopped for a moment and stared at the mage. "Are there Dragon's in this world?"
The woman blinked slightly confused with her sudden question. "Yes?" She tilted her head to the side and watched as Eve's eyes brightened and a smile etched on her lips.
"Really! Oh my god! I want one! Can I have one?! Will you give me one if I defeat the monsters!?"
The Mage was astonished, what kind of madman would want to keep a dragon as a pet?!
AN: I want one!
Hello, hello! And Happy New Year to you all my sweets! I give you the first chapter of the year!
I don't have much to say honestly, so I'll just say the usual, you know, for the new year.
I don't own Arthur any rights go to the lovely persons who made the movie. I do own Evelyn, that girl is mine! Even before Arthur had sex with her! She was MINE! (Getting a little possessive here... moving on...)
I'm writing the next chapter already, we're returning to the course of the movie again xD (We never left but you get it) If I don't publish it by the end of this week it will, probably, come up next week.
See you then!