Wassup? How've you been? As always I hoped you had a nice week :) Hope you also enjoy these chapter :D We are on "The Lady of the Lake" S02E09. That was quicker than I expected ngl...Prepare for a ride.

DISCLAIMER: Merlin belongs to BBC. I do not own any of the characters, or settings, except my OCs. This fanfic is for the purpose of entertainment and fun only, and I make no monetary gain by writing my stories.


These recent had been good weeks. I was so proud to have been able to clear out Morgause's test. Not only did Arthur know the real truth and cooled off his fed up rage, but now he even knew magic didn't have to be that bad. He came from magic, so there was that. However, he couldn't deny the fact that the threats it represented existed. So he wasn't like Uther, but even so he didn't appreciate it any more. But still! Compared to what had happened (originally speaking)...this was big progress. He also was settling in fairly good with the fact he was born of magic...and regretted the bruise he'd caused to me. He didn't really say it like personally, but some flowers and a note was fairly good. That had been much about it and the end of the day was nearing.

Merlin shook his head as I snorted. Gaius' day had finally been over, and we were walking through the Lower Town in hopes of dinner and rest. This was one of those common days. As a physician he'd have to tend to house calls and anything medicine related. And Merlin and I would help him whenever we could. It was then when I widened my eyes at the horse-drawn cage arriving. The work of a bounty hunter...I had to blink several times, recognizing just who was behind those bars. Clenching my jaw I glared at the man who just left her, not caring about the thunderstorm, as he went to his tavern.

"Gaius..." Merlin breathed out, passing the girl on our way back to the castle. He shared my shock and concern.

The physician sighed, "She's fallen prey to a bounty hunter."

I frowned painfully, "She's but a girl." She reminded me of young paige...or more precisely what she would and could have looked like if I saw her grow up older. A glance at her hazel eyes was enough to make the connection. They were so similar to that of hers. I shook my head, trying to focus.

"She'll still fetch a good price, though."

Merlin gasped in horror, "Someone's going to pay for her?"

"Uther offers a handsome reward for anyone with magic," Gaius reminded us.

I shook my head with a frowned, "We can't leave her there to die. We have to do something."

Gaius spun to point his finger at us warningly, "Estelle, bounty hunters are dangerous men. They're not to be meddled with. You of all people should understand that."

Frowning, I glanced back keeping on walking, quietly. I looked at Merlin with a nod, sharing our plan without muttering a word. We had to do something. And this time I could try to work it out. I wouldn't let her die...

...

Merlin and I had divided ourselves. Two people were so much harder to hide than one. And after finding Freya, it would only make it harder. Considering we only had two cloaks as well, it was better to give one to the frightened druid. Instead, I had sent Merlin to look for a place so that Freya could stay. He'd see to it the girl was comfortable, and that it was well-hidden. Instead, I'd sneak out to go and free her. We both went out as soon as Gaius fell asleep. It was good for us he was a heavy sleeper. And that's how, now, I found myself at the Lower Town, trying to quietly approach the cage.

She flinched as she heard footsteps, trying to look around, jumping as she heard my whisper, "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you." I peeked at the window from the tavern, pleased to see the bounty hunter occupied and whispered at the cage door, "Tospringe." Freya's eyes widened in surprise, and I lowered the hood on my cape so she could see me. Soon I was able to crack her manacles open, "Unspene þás mægþ!"

Quickly I unscrambled the cape on my hands, almost forcing it into her shoulders, squeezing her hand so I wouldn't loose her direction, and dashing off unseen. This all just as the man went out from the tavern.

"Merlin," I closed my eyes trying to commune with him, "Where are you?"

"I am here;" he replied, "Under the castle. The tunnels."

I frowned, "Could you guide us?"

With a smile I followed the small thread, if you could call it that way that took me and Freya to him. The closer we were to him, the louder the voice was, and the stronger the sense of his presence I felt. The torches were a great guide too. I uncovered my head, letting and encouraging Freya to do so too. Merlin smiled and lit a torch before with a gust of wind letting the other's fire fade and extinguish. I ruffled through his hair with a proud grin and chuckle.

He nodded at the girl, "They won't find you here."

"Morgana wanted to come..." Merlin whispered, "But we thought that maybe she would be too shaken for that."

I nodded in agreement. Merlin looked at how she was shaking, it was cold, and handed her the blanket he'd brought with him, "Here."

She shrunk back, crawling far, even from me, until her back touched a wall. She was so afraid it was heart-breaking.

Merlin shook his head, "Sorry. Sorry, we didn't mean to frighten you. I just...thought you might be cold."

She timidly grabbed it and narrowed her eyes at us, "Why did you do that?"

"What?" I frowned.

"Help me."

I shook my head glancing at Merlin before smiling, "We saw you and it could have been any of us in that cage. We couldn't just leave you there. It's not on us to do that," I sighed, standing up.

Merlin nodded before adding, "You'll be safe down here. We'll come back in the morning with some food and candles. Will you be alright till then?"

She nodded and Merlin smiled, "I'm Merlin, by the way."

"I'm Freya."

I smiled and added, "I'm Elle."

Merlin handed her on more blanket and she accepted it. "We'll see you in the morning, Freya."

With a nod I hesitantly said, "I'd like to stay for a while."

Merlin frowned, but nodded and turned to leave. After he was gone, I cautiously sat by the other side. I saw as she glanced at me before shyly whispering, "Thank you."

"Hm?"

She repeated, "Thank you. For what you've done. Nobody's ever been so kind to me before."

I chuckled, "You're welcome. I'm sure we'd do that in a heartbeat again."

Freya smiled softly, still curling back. I noticed her dress was torn and dirty, frowning at how cold she should've been. But there was something else in my mind. She was cursed. I knew that much. I had been able to verify that knowledge on my notes...I couldn't leave her either knowing that she would attack the people on the Lower Town, guards, peasants, couples, innocent victims. They didn't deserved to die either.

I bit my lip but shook my head deciding to say, "Freya..." I clenched my jaw as she turned to me. "You," I didn't know how to say it, "You were cursed, weren't you?" Her eyes widened, and she began crawling away in fear. I frowned and shook my head, "Hey, hey. It's okay, I'm not going to harm you."

She looked at me and shook her head, looking defensive, before her eyes glistened with tears, "You must think I'm a monster."

"No, of course not," I shook my head, "Don't think that, Freya, please."

She shook her head, "Why did you help me? If you knew?"

I looked down, "Because you had no say in what happened to you. It's not your fault."

"How do you know I am cursed?" She frowned as I flinched, "Are you a...seer?"

Shaking my head, looking down, "No...It's something like that," I snorted, "I guess you could call it that way, but I'm not a seer," sighing I said, "It's complicated." I shook my head, "Freya...I know it must be weird for you to hear me speak about your curse. I will still help you, you can trust me and Merlin. He, well, he doesn't know about your curse. But I do, and I know that you have no control after you transform."

"Aren't you afraid of me?" she frowned timidly and sadly. Her eyes seemed numb and quiet.

I smiled, "No. Believe me, I can defend myself. And...I was thinking of a way to keep you protected, and to keep the others safe too." She nodded understandingly, "I'll try to find a way to cure you, I will find it. I promise, okay?" she smiled and I grinned, "But until that I was thinking of creating a barrier. That way when you've... changed, you won't go out...You'll be okay."

She nodded with a smile, "Thank you."

I gently hugged her, trying not to scare her, but squeezing her in comfort. I pulled away and nodded, "You should rest. I'll see you tomorrow." With a whisper I incanted, "Clûstor friðian hêo to ðæge pro onufan." Soon a golden-like barrier covered her, and I smiled pleased at the result.

...

The next day, I found myself yawning tiredly through my tasks. Books and books consumed, but none held any sort of answer. The candle I used had ran out, and that was the main reason I had stopped, along with my protesting eyelids, of course. I was so lucky my brother was out with Morgana and that had given me chance to being with my research...I hadn't found anything, but now I'd reduced my options at least.

Merlin was serving down Arthur's dinner, and I was picking up the bed, just folding the washed fabrics, and arranging the drawers as the prince stretched. I turned to Arthur as he frowned, rolling his eyes at my brother's enthusiasm, who came in with food as he exclaimed, opening the only missing curtain. Arthur would often complain and quip if we opened that one right soon after he opened his eyes. He'd taken longer, trying to find food for Freya, and I knew what would happen next. Poor prince would find it surprising.

"Breakfast!" Merlin smiled.

Arthur sat down, furrowing at the plate, "Oi! Where's the meat? Cheese?"

I shook my head, making the boys turn to me as I shrugged, "I thought you'd hear. That's in the new breakfast menu."

"This isn't enough," he shook his head.

Merlin smirked, "We, we've got to keep you in shape."

Arthur gasped offended and I laughed as he complained, "I'm fighting fit!"

I chuckled, sighing, "But we want to keep you that way."

He glared at me with a pout, "Elle!"

Sticking my tongue out I ignored his tantrum. He rolled my eyes at me. But I could see a hint of a smile as I glanced at him, walking over to the table, next to my brother once everything was in order.

Arthur narrowed his eyes at us suspiciously as we both made way towards the door, "Is there somewhere you have to be?"

"...Yes?" I shrugged.

"Of course not!" Merlin awkwardly turned, speaking the same time I did.

Arthur eyed at us and I shook my head, "I mean, no. Obviously not."

He narrowed his eyes at me, "Good. So there's nobody you've got to see?"

I poked his side smugly, "Oh my. Why? Are you jealous?"

The prince flinched but grumbled, "As if. I'm concerned my incompetent servants are spending more time out than fulfilling their obligations," he finished nodding, "'Cause I've got some chores for you to do."

But...things didn't work out as planned, per say.

So according to Arthur, my brother was a bumpkin...Being half-asleep we could say Merlin almost let the prince boil...We had been so desperate to finish quickly (by any means necessary) that we may or may've not have committed different accidents along the way. Merlin on Arthur's bath, me on scrubbing the antechambers. None of the tasks had seemed to be working out. And in the end, we'd just end up doing double the work. Not only the extra chores he'd assigned, but repeating those which we'd seemed to fail. Though this time, I guessed I couldn't blame the prince for that.

...

3rd POV

At the Council Chambers of Doom, the bounty hunter came in, escorted by some knights. His presence wasn't strange, not being the first time he came to the king. Not the first he'd come to claim a prize. One he knew Uther would pay handsomely. But the girl was gone. For him this was business, just like hunting, he liked play. He'd got his claim, and so it filled him with rage to come after a great time at the tavern, and find the druid gone. However, he was sure the girl got help. The chains and locks seemed to have been forced (by means of magic) from the outside, not the inside. Someone had gotten her out. But the lack of evidence was irritating.

Uther went to greet him, "Ah, Halig. You've come bearing gifts?"

Halig nodded, "Yes, Sire. A druid girl. But she escaped last night here in Camelot."

The king nodded reassuringly, "Well, don't worry. We'll soon find her. Have some guards help with the search," he dismissed the knight next to him, who bowed before exiting.

Halig cautiously added, "You need to warn them, Sire. The girl is dangerous. The informer told me she was cursed."

"How so?"

The hunter shrugged, "He didn't know, but he said even the druids were frightened of her. They cast her out of their camp."

Gaius frowned, knowing it had to be something of big importance to do that, explaining, "It's against all the druids believe to reject those in need of care."

Uther shook his head, "Why would they do such a thing?"

Gaius clenched his fist, "I dread to think."

"Set up sentries on all the gates," The king ordered.

Halig nodded and added, "We should search the lower town, Sire. Someone may be harbouring her."

Gaius frowned, "You think she had help?"

The bounty hunter frowned, "I didn't see anyone, but she couldn't have managed to sneak out on her own."

"Give Halig all the help he needs," Uther sighed, with a nod, "I want this girl and her accomplice found."

...

Estelle's POV

I frowned as the bounty hunter and some guards bossed around the peasants, everyone being cautiously inspected on the gate. The night I'd freed Freya we hadn't been seen, considering the charms I'd used, so I guessed he wouldn't notice me much...There was no way he could only be trying to recognize someone when he didn't know what to look for. Maybe he was trying to determine any sort of suspicious behavior. Clenching my jaw, I straightened my back as naturally as possible. I hadn't even realized just how tense I was. Shaking my head I clutched to my basket, Merlin walking behind me. As we glanced at Halig, he seemed to glance back, narrowing his eyes at us.

I carefully carried the folded bundle, as Merlin walked in the back. I stopped just about the entrance, closing my eyes and focusing my hand on the barrier. Merlin glanced at me with a surprised grin, and I winked at him. We slowly entered only to see Freya sleeping gently and tiredly. She was curling down, hugging and nuzzling on the blankets.

Merlin cautiously went down and whispered, extending his hand to her shoulder, "Freya?"

But just as he did so she shrunk back, pulling away, clearly startled.

I handed Merlin the small bundle and shook my head, trying to calm her down, "It's all right. It's okay. It's us. It's Merlin, and Elle. You're safe."

Merlin nodded, before showing her what we'd bring, "And look..."

Freya glanced at me, almost unnoticeably before proceeding towards us, grabbing the food. She took some small bites, wich became larger and larger, until she began stuffing the food in her mouth. Merlin chuckled as he set up the candles.

I smiled as the girl beamed, "It's good."

Merlin nodded, "Believe me, it's fit for a prince."

I helped light the candles and soon we sat down. I couldn't help but notice the tattoo on her arm. "That's a druid symbol, isn't it?" She nodded, still munching on her meat.

My brother tilted his head, "Were you born a druid?"

Freya frowned, "Why are you asking me all these questions?"

Merlin looked down, "Sorry, we didn't mean to."

She shook her head, guilty, "I'm sorry."

"I understand," Merlin nodded.

Freya shook her head, "You could never understand." She looked at me, tilting her head.

Merlin gave her a laugh, "Trust us, I know what it's like to keep secrets."

She cautiously looked at us, "Does anyone know you have magic?"

My brother smiled and I nodded, "Yes, we would never have expected more people to do, but yes."

"It's you, one other person," he sighed, "I'm not entirely sure he understands," he shook his head continued, "there's mother, Gwen," he smiled, "Morgana."

"Morgana?" she frowned concerned. She seemed to recognize the name.

Merlin nodded, "The king's ward..."

I chuckled nudging at my brother, "Merlin's love." He elbowed me, but with a soft grin.

She widened her eyes in surprise, "How?!"

With a smile I reassured her, "She is lovely. You don't need to be afraid of her. We've...we've managed to sneak a few people out before. We'll see to it that you're able of getting out safely."

She gave us a small sad smiled before sighing, "Sometimes, I wish I was like everyone else, but..."

"You always know, deep down, you're not?" Merlin tilted his head.

"Because I'm cursed."

I looked at her with sadness, and my brother shook his head, "Freya, don't say that. Magic doesn't have to be a curse. It can be a gift. Look. Hoppaþ nu swicae swá lig flíehen." I knew that wasn't what she truly or exactly meant but smiled back with a supportive nod. Soon candles began to float, creating a beautiful light spectacle.

The girl breathed out, "Beautiful."

Merlin cleared his throat, "We have to go. Erm, someone might notice we're missing. But I- We'll come back, and I'll bring you some more food."

"We promise."

Freya nodded before timidly asking, "Does someone know you're a...seer?" The girl looked at me, and it seemed as if that was only meant for me to hear...

I clenched my jaw, shaking my head, "No. Just you."

She frowned, "Not even Merlin?"

"I've never told him, nor mother," I admitted, "I never know how to. Or if I should."

"It must be hard," she looked down, "I know how it feels."

Shrugging I gave her a small and gentle smile, "I've grown used to it..." sighing I finally bid her good bye, "We'll see you later. If you'd be okay with it we could bring some friends with us."

...

It was at the Physician's Chambers where Gaius finally asked as soon as we entered. He didn't even turn from his brewing as he asked, "Do you know anything about the girl?"

Merlin frowned at him innocently, "What girl?"

"The girl from the cage," he narrowed his eyes at us with clear suspicion, "She escaped last night."

I nodded, giving him genuine smile, "That's good to know," I added, "She deserves to be free. Not to be driven around like a caged beast," I muttered.

Gaius narrowed his eyes at me, before adding, "They're out hunting for her."

"Why can't they just let her be?" Merlin groaned, shaking his head.

The physician eyes us before bluntly asking, "Did you help her escape?"

"No," I shrugged, turning towards the books, trying to give him a sure and nonchalant response.

Gaius frowned, before turning to my brother, "Merlin?"

"You told us not to get involved."

With his finger pointed at us, he shook his head, "You promise me you'd nothing to do with this?"

I bit my lip, nodding, "You have nothing to worry about."

"Good," he stated, adding, "Because when Halig finds out who helped her," he did something of a shudder, "I wouldn't want to be in their shoes."

...

I smiled as I asked Arthur, "Would you like some water with that?"

Currently he seemed in a much happier and calm demeanour as he ate dinner. It was a full plate, so naturally he hadn't complained much.

He nodded, taking a bite of the meat, "Mmm."

I cautiously poured the water out of the pitcher and smirked as Merlin magically knocked Arthur's knife off of the table. He rolled his eyes, bending down to pick it Arthur bends down to pick it up, I grinned, with a swift gaze, shooting a drumstick into the water pitcher. Merlin smiled at me, and we straightened when the prince sat back, glancing down at his plate with furrowed brows.

"I had two drumsticks," he murmured, baffled.

I tilted my head, lowering my gaze with narrowed eyes, "You sure?"

He turned to me, "Mara, I had two drumsticks."

Merlin shrugged, "Maybe it fell on the floor."

Arthur leant over to check and my brother took no time to grabs the sausages, tossing them at me, as I caught them. This all for our own amusement as Arthur exclaimed, now, more suspicious than anything, "I had sausages!"

Merlin scoffed, "No you didn't," noticing his glare, he guessed again, "They must've fallen under the table."

"Merlin!"

I rolled my eyes, "What now? You can search us, I haven't taken them."

"Well, where have they gone?" He narrowed his eyes at us.

I shook my head, "Strange."

"Very," Arthur agreed.

"Sure you didn't eat them?" Merlin asked with a taunting smirk.

Arthur remarked, "I haven't had the chance!"

I leaned over Merlin's ear, speaking as if in murmurs, but loud enough for the prince to hear me out, "Merlin, you made sure there were not rats, right?" I shrugged it off, "Whatever, I'm sure they wouldn't be that fast."

"Rats," Merlin groaned, and Arthur eyes widened. But before he could speak any further he clapped his hands, "Well, then. We'll take our leave for the day."

He scoffed, "Leave? You've still got much to do."

I shook shook my head with a chuckle, "I don't think so," I glanced around, "Everything's been tended to, and you're even changed into your night gowns!"

Arthur narrowed his eyes at me rather playfully, "I'll be the judged of tha..." he turned around only to leave his mouth open, "Oh."

"Well, then," I smiled, patting his back, "good night."

...

I didn't even realize how quickly we were thrown into the dungeons. Unfortunately, as we had rushed through the Lower Town with the full pitched, we'd bumped into Halig. Just who I had wanted to avoid...And of course, he'd thought our behaviour a tad too suspicious. And as such, he'd also had the permission and right to drag us into the dungeon cell. The fact the pitcher I clutched to was filled with meat and food, didn't help with our case. Halig glanced at it with interest, and soon he tried to force it out of my hands. Despite my protests and struggles, he managed to pin me down counting with the support of the knights, and snatch the pitcher away, overturning it, causing the meat to drop out.

"It's just the Prince's leftovers," I flared at him.

Halig snarled, "Does he know you steal his food?"

"Not exactly," Merlin replied nervously, and I grabbed his arm, pulling him towards me defensively.

I added, "Taking out the waste isn't considered stealing now, is it?"

He hissed, "Where were you taking it?"

"Home," Merlin answered, "For our dinner."

"Really?" He frowned.

Scoffing, I replied, "There are three of us. It is not always or anywhere that you can find food of this quality. We just use what others normally don't. I didn't know that had become so illegal."

He rolled his eyes, and cut to the chace, "The druid girl I'm looking for, have you seen her?"

"No," Merlin answered.

Halig sneered, looking down on us as if we were mere dirt, "Do you know how much money she's worth to me?" seeing how we shook our head he continued, "More than your life. So I'm asking you again. Have you seen the druid girl?"

I hissed, "We've told you already. The answer's no." I groaned as he ordered the knight to hold us away, separating my brother from me, "Leave him alone!"

He barked, ordering his men around, "Hold them. I think you're lying to me."

I tried to wriggle myself free, blocking and pushing away the arm holding me as I saw him approach Merlin, who shouted back, "We're not!"

He spat, "I don't believe you."

Widening my eyes as Halig swung his arm back to punch Merlin, I gritted my teeth. That is when suddenly he was interrupted, a steady grip holding him back. Arthur...The prince growled at him, "Halig! What do you think you're doing?"

"We caught them behaving suspiciously, Sire," he glared at us.

He scoffed, "Elle? Merlin?"

Halig turned to us, "They could be harbouring the girl," he returned to my brother, and I tried to squirm away as he tightened his fist, "and he's gonna tell us where."

I gasped as Merlin shut his eyes, waiting to be hit. However, Arthur just stopped Halig's arm again, helping my brother out of the chair, and ordering the men holding me to let go. The guards pushed me away, and I sighed relieved.

Arthur turned to Halig with narrowed eyes, "That'll be enough. Merlin and Elle are my servants. They has my absolute trust. If you have a problem with them, you come to me. Do you understand?"

Halig clenched his fist, but nodded with a bow, "Sire," He turned to us, "Goodnight, Merlin, Estelle. Don't forget your dinner."

"Thank you," I smiled at Arthur before noticing he was staring down at the meat on the floor, "Ah. That."

Merlin scratched his head, "We have an explanation..."

"Are those my sausages?"

Merlin nodded guiltily, "Mmm."

Arthur narrowed his eyes at me, "You took them?"

Merlin nodded, cutting in, "To keep you in shape."

I leaned over to pick up the meat, "Are you saying I'm fat?"

I laughed, shaking my head, "No. I mean, not yet."

Arthur grumbled, "I am not fat!"

Merlin nodded, chuckling, "You see? It's working!"

He was about to complain before I shook my head, "Don't worry to much. You're in shape, we just want you to eat...better. It's not so healthy either to eat so much meat," I pointed out, "We're just looking out for you."

He grumbled, "Fine," before sighing, "But you should be more careful, I wouldn't stand if you got hurt." I nodded and smiled back just as we left.

I chuckled with Merlin, "Try not to worry much."

...

And as it had become quite common recently, we went to go see the timid girl down the tunnels. Merlin smiled at Morgana, whom we'd agreed to meet down here after we'd picked the food. I hoped they hadn't been waiting for much time. "Where you here for long?"

Morgana shook her head and glanced a smile, turning to Merlin fondly. "I wouldn't want to scare her...Does she know we're coming."

Merlin nodded, "Don't worry, we did," he smiled, "I'm sure she's going to love you." Morgana nodded and blushed at his words. Soon we made way to the alcove she was hading at.

"I'm sorry we took so long," I knelt by her side, "You must be hungry," I frowned noticing her lack of appetite.

Morgana and Gwen seemed concerned to. The former frowned, "What is it? Are you ill?"

Freya gave us a small and quick smile before shaking her head, "It's nothing."

"But you're upset," Gwen tilted his head.

She shook her head, "No."

I smiled, "Perhaps you thought we weren't coming back."

"But we promised you we would," Merlin replied back in surprise.

She glanced at me, looking down, and nibbling at her food, "I scare most people away."

Gwen smiled, shaking her head, "Believe me, they're not most people," she frowned, noticing she was rather thin and filled with mud and dirt, "How long had you been in that cage?" she paused realizing her question, "Oh, sorry. I shouldn't have asked."

She shook her head, indicating it was okay and replied, "A few days."

I frowned, "How did Halig find you?"

Freya sniffed, softly sighing, "You can't always trust people."

Merlin nodded understandingly and Morgana squeezed his shoulder, her arms warming him softly as he looked down, "I know. That's why we left home."

The girl smiled, "Where is home?"

"Ealdor," I explained with a distant smile.

Merlin nodded and added, "It's a small village. Just a few fields," he shrugged, "a couple of cows. Nothing special."

I chuckled and retorted, "And yet, it is home..."

Freya smiled at me, before her gaze drifted away, picturing, remembering what she described with words. She began, "My home was next to a lake surrounded by the tallest mountains. In the winter the storms whipped up the water into waves and you thought they were going to crash down and take away all the houses. But in the summer," she breathed out with awe, "wild flowers and light. It was like heaven."

Gwen smiled at the girl and Morgana softly said, "Sounds perfect."

"It was..."

"Was?" Gwen clutched to her dress, already expecting what had happened.

She nodded, "My family died."

The girl looked at her with sadness. Out of all of us...she was probably the one who understood better. She hadn't a mother, and she'd lost her father not too long ago to forget. It all in a terrible way. She'd smile as if it was actually alright, but the memory wasn't something easy to let go. I knew. Gwen frowned, "Have you been on your own ever since?"

At her nod, Morgana squeezed her hand gently, moving slowly so she wouldn't flinch, "You're not on your own anymore. We're going to look after you. I promise."

Freya shook her head, "You can't look after me. No one can."

"We'll help you, Freya. Trust me," I gave her a small wink and she just shook her head, looking down.

Morgana smiled before shaking her head, "I wish we could stay longer, but we have to leave. It's late."

Gwen nodded, "We need to be careful. The patrol is guarding more than ever, and you've said the bounty hunter's already suspicious," she sighed.

"You're going?"

I nodded, "We'll come back in the morning. You know we will be back, don't you?"

She smiled again, "I do. Thank you. I've never known anyone like you," she murmured, snuggling into her blankets as I placed the barrier in again.


I have to tell you guys that I'm finally or spring break. And probably some are too! CONGRATS! :B ...However, this also means I won't have the usual amount of time working on my computer (house regulations and stuff) so I could be a little late for chapter deliveries. Just as a heads up in case it really does happen. In case I cannot write, like at all, it should only be for aprox 2 weeks at most. I'll try to stay within the margin without outdoing myself or breaking the rules set regarding screen time.

But aside from that small notice, I do invite you to comment on your thoughts, ideas, stuff, anything really. If you have anything in particular you'd like to see as an aditional and original chapter feel free to send me a PM to talk things over. :D

OechsnerC: Thank you! :33 Ohh yup the magic reveal. I'm afraid we will have to wait for the magic reveal, sadly. :c BUT there will be a different reveal soon enough. And I do have the plans sorted out for the reveal ;) I truly enjoy your excitement! :DD

LairaCapulet: Hello! Thank you :33 Yup, I never really liked the circumstances of how he found of his mom's death...it was so messed up. Ohh, and we'll get a small broad idea on what he said. But you can expect a little bit of tension between Uther and Arthur. Elysand...she wasn't supposed to appear much later, but I thought about giving her a small...introduction. :b I can't wait to write her down. I think she'll be by far one of the most complex characters.

Guest: Aw thank youu! :33 He does regret the punch, and we will get some comforting scene out there soon ;) Ohh and jealous Arthur sounds so fun to write. I may even create just an update on that ;P Again, I seriously appreciate you reading and taking your time to type down.