Hello, everyone. Gee, another wait it's been, but then again, can't help it when real life gets in the way only too often, and that's certainly gonna be the case for the next few weeks due to what the time of year it is, and what we posties now inevitably face once again in terms of absolute massive shit loads of delivery loads to take to people's doors.

Anyway, here we go with the next chapter to this great adventure for our Narnia Pevensie quartet Lucy, Susan, Edmund and Peter and their new friends in Camelot. In this one, as I promise to the full this time, the answers they need regarding just how old man Gaius knows of a certain Great Lion will be given, as well as a first meeting with and further revelations from the Great Dragon Kilgharrah, and the attendance of the feast of Samhain and the start of Morgana's reign of terror with the unleashing of the Dorocha.

So, what're we waiting for? Let's see the end result to what I've promised to feature in this, some inspiration for it coming once again from certain parts of Michael Weyer's amazing LOTR/Narnia crossover fic 'The Chronicles of the Fellowship'. Fasten ya seatbelts and prepare for takeoff, I hope ya have a pleasant flight, HAHAHA. And just in time for tomorrow, as I'll be moving up one more year to the age of 26, hip hip hoorah.

I do not own the Narnia movies and books, 'Merlin', or any of the characters within either


A moment later, the seven of them felt their feet hit leafy ground, and looking around the four children saw that Merlin had transported them, himself, Gaius and Percy to the edge of a wood, the trees giving way to a large grassy clearing.

"Wow," Susan exclaimed, she, Lucy, Edmund and Peter taking a few seconds to absorb the full and undeniably incredible experience of what Merlin had just done and shown with his abilities, "Talk about transportation by magic not originating from Narnia or Aslan for once."

Lucy nodded. "And from Merlin the magician from the legends at that," she added, her cheerfulness and excitement having not faltered in the slightest.

"I take it this hasn't been the first time you and your sister and brothers have experienced this sort of thing before, Susan?" Gaius asked.

Susan shook her head, but it was her older brother who answered the question. "Believe me, Gaius, with what's happened to us in the past year ever since the wardrobe in Professor Kirke's house, anything in terms of wonder and unusual is possible and bound to happen," Peter responded, Edmund, Susan and Lucy all chuckling with him at his words, knowing it was very true indeed.

"Well then, if you think what you four have experienced from me so far was impressive..." Merlin said, giving them a teasing grin, his eyes twinkling with his own excitement, "Then get a load of this..." And with that, he threw back his head and roared to the heavens, "O DRAKON, E MALE SO FTENGOMETTA TESD'HUP'ANANKES!"

"What on earth was that?!" Edmund demanded, he and his siblings having been quite startled by the volume of intensity Merlin had just pronounced the words in another unknown language, Susan releasing Lucy who had grabbed onto her for reassurance as the young sorcerer had spoken.

"That, Edmund, is the dragon tongue," Merlin explained, "What the Dragonlords use to speak with Dragons. I've just summoned Kilgharrah. He should be with us shortly."

"So we're going to meet him then?" Lucy asked in further excitement and anticipation.

Merlin nodded. "Indeed you are, Lucy," he answered with a smile.

"And he just comes, no questions asked?" Susan asked awestruck.

"Yes, Susan. A Dragon has no choice but to heed the call of a Dragonlord," Merlin explained further, and now gestured with his right arm as he walked forward, "Come on." The others followed him into the clearing, the four children taking note of that they could see on the horizon the castle of Camelot just visible beyond the tops of the trees.

A few minutes passed, the Pevensies' anticipation of what they could imagine to expect in response to Merlin's dragon tongue building all the more as they did so. And then the sound of flapping wings sounded above them, and as they all looked up in the direction of where it was coming from, Lucy, Susan, Edmund and Peter found themselves staring in more awe than they could ever have displayed ever since the day's events had first begun for them, as the magnificent mighty form of Kilgharrah came swooping down from the sky and landed gracefully with a heavy thud into the clearing before them.

As he did so, a beaming Merlin, along with Gaius and Percy, stepped forward. "Hello, old friend," he greeted the Great Dragon.

"Greetings, young warlock," Kilgharrah spoke in reply, his voice displaying his obvious happiness at seeing Merlin again. His head then looked in the direction of the other two men, "And to you too, old physician, and son of Sir Percy of Scandia."

"It has been quite a long time since you and I last saw and addressed each other, hasn't it, Kilgharrah," Gaius said proudly.

"Yes, it certainly has," Kilgharrah responded.

"I still find it incredible to believe, ever since Merlin revealed his true self to me a few months ago, that you, the last of the Dragons, is still a very real presence indeed in Albion," Percy now spoke himself.

Kilgharrah now gave a chuckle, the sound deep and beautiful. "That is indeed a fact to remember fully well, young Knight of Camelot," he answered Percy.

At last, Merlin seemed to remember the Pevensies, themselves having remained staring gaped mouthed and wide eyed at Kilgharrah's presence, and gestured with both arms in their direction, the Great Dragon's head following with it. "Kilgharrah," he began, "I would like to introduce to you-"

"So it is true, as the Great Lion's words have foretold." It was Kilgharrah who spoke himself, cutting off any further words of introduction from Merlin as, upon seeing the brother and sister quartet, the Great Dragon's face lit up further more, his mouth seeming to form a smile.

Upon hearing the words Great Lion, the shock and disbelief from Lucy, Susan, Edmund and Peter only rocketed up to levels as high as the biggest mountain, and now they, Lucy naturally being the first to do so, addressed Kilgharrah. "You know about us?!" she exclaimed.

"And of Aslan?" Peter furthered it.

"I do indeed," Kilgharrah answered them both, and now looked between each of the four when he next spoke. "High King Peter the Magnificent..." he spoke, addressing the still mightily shocked elder Pevensie, before then turning to Edmund, "King Edmund the Just..." then Susan, "Queen Susan the Gentle..." and finally Lucy, "...and Queen Lucy the Valiant." The Great Dragon's smile seemed to grow a little more, "The alliance between Camelot and Narnia has well and truly begun."

Susan shook her head. "How..." she began, still in total speech stopping disbelief at the fact that Kilgharrah could know about her and her siblings and their statuses as Narnia's Kings and Queens.

Gaius now once again spoke up himself. "If you would permit it, Kilgharrah, I would like to join you in providing Peter and his brother and sisters the answers they've been waiting for regarding the Great Lion Aslan ever since when they first arrived in Camelot this afternoon," he proposed offeringly, making sure to use the correct words, "All day they've been kept wanting and waiting, and now it is that time at last."

In response, Kilgharrah gave a small bow of his head, no doubt a Dragon's way of nodding. "You may do so, physician," he replied.

"So what can you tell us then, huh?" Peter asked, getting straight to the point regarding Gaius's words, he and Susan folding their arms across their chests whilst Edmund placed his own hands on his hips, they and Lucy waiting with great expectaction on their faces.

Gaius nodded, and with Merlin and Percy both watching with great interest, he at last began. "For the last few weeks, Peter, I have had these rather strange dreams at night as I sleep," Gaius explained, "Dreams in which I have found myself in a land much different from Albion, where many wonderous beings roam and animals are capable of speech, and the trees move and have associated spirits."

"Narnia," Lucy breathed, Peter and Susan unfolding their arms as they, Lucy and Edmund, together with Merlin and Percy who had been listening in and didn't even try to hide their own similiar expressions of wonder and astoundment, stared at Gaius.

The old man nodded. "I have seen it, Lucy," he confirmed, "And Him. In my dreams, the Great Lion has spoken to me. He told me a day would come when those of his protection would come here, to Albion." Now he smiled, "Until now, it has only confused me, but now it seems, with your arrival here in Camelot today, that day has well and truly arrived."

"You've spoken to Aslan?" Lucy asked in ever growing excitement, "What does he say? Why did he sent us here? Will we be going home or to Narnia soon?"

Kilgharrah let another deep sounding chuckle. "Too long it has been since I last encountered a human child, my Lady," he said, everyone looking up to him again, "For I have forgotten the impatience some carry with their innocence." Suddenly, his expression and voice turned more serious, "Hold to that innocence, Lucy. For it may be your salvation." He now looked between all of them, "And that of others."

"What do you mean, Kilgharrah?" Susan asked.

"I have forseen the possible future for this land, Susan," the Great Dragon answered, "Both of victory and despair. But now..." his face brightened up again, mouth forming a smile, "Those visions have changed, and for the better. Because of you and your siblings. Any fears of potential hopelessness and darkness for Albion's future, and the land that Merlin and Arthur are destined to build together, have now been eliminated..." he looked between the four children, "Because of your four, the High Kings and Queens of Narnia."

Lucy licked her lips. "Did... did Aslan send us here?" she asked Kilgharrah.

"Have you met him yourself?" Edmund furthered, remembering the Great Dragon's first words to them.

"Indeed I have," Kilgharrah confirmed for them, "A few moons back, his presence appeared in mine, like a great phantom excuding power and magnificence beyond levels of which I have never seen or experienced during my many long years of life."

At that, further excitement and disbelief overcame the Pevensies. "You have?!" Susan exclaimed, "Then what did he say?"

"The Great Lion works in ways even I do not understand, Susan," Kilgharrah explained gently, "Why he chose you to come here rather than your old land of Narnia is not obvious to me."

"But why us?" Peter demanded, "Why would he send us here?"

"And what does that mean for us here in Camelot with what we all potentially face from Morgana?" Merlin spoke again at last.

"There will be many trials awaiting you and your siblings here, Peter," Kilgharrah went on, still addressing the elder Pevensie, but then turning to Merlin and addressing him next, "The same ones which you still face yourself, young warlock, in your destiny to help Arthur bring a brand new and better future to Albion."

"You are the one man who can bring magic back to this land, Merlin," Gaius spoke himself now, also speaking to Merlin, "At Arthur's side, you can help forge a new kingdom, a world of peace and beauty that for years we could only have dreamed of." He smiled, "And I believe that now, thanks to Aslan, the chances for that future look more brighter and stronger than ever." He looked in the direction of the Pevensies, Merlin and Percy doing so as well, "Because of our four new friends, the young Kings and Queens of Narnia."

Merlin looked back to him. "You really think so, Gaius, Kilgharrah?" he asked, putting the question to both the old man and the Great Dragon, before then turning to the brother and sister quartet again, "Does the arrival of Peter, Edmund, Susan and Lucy really bring hope for Albion's future?"

Percy himself nodded. "I believe very much that it does, Merlin," he said, his voice full of determined confidence and belief.

"It does indeed, young warlock," Kilgharrah said in further agreement, "Ever since the Great Lion graced me with his visiting presence a few moons ago, the visions I have had for the possible future of this land have changed, for the better." Seriousness came into his voice and expression again now, "But to ensure all of that becomes true for us all, the Witch Morgana must be dealt with, permanently."

"What does all this mean?" Lucy asked, she and her siblings having been unable to respond to everything they had been hearing from the three Camelot men and Kilgharrah, so much was their awe.

The Great Dragon turned back to her. "You now know the odds Camelot will face, Lucy, the impossible that lies before you all," he said, "As the Great Lion told me, you and your brothers and sister were four normal children who then went on to liberate the land of Narnia from the presence of the White Witch Jadis, and bring freedom and peace to a whole world which was not your own." His head looked slowly between all four of the Pevensies, "Who better to aid Merlin and Arthur against the troubles they face?"

Gaius nodded as he, Merlin and Percy came forward and stood a little in front of the quartet. "Kilgharrah is right, Lucy, Aslan is right," he said in agreement with the Great Dragon.

Edmund bit his lip. "So we help you and Arthur and everyone else in Camelot here...Then what happens...if we fail?"

"This is no dream world, young King," Kilgharrah spoke a little matter of factly, looking Edmund right in the eye, "What happens here is what happens." Edmund swallowed, now wishing he hadn't asked the question.

"What do we do then?" Susan asked, "You must see that, Kilgharrah."

"I see much, young Queen, " Kilgharrah said, "But unfortunately, I cannot say more than what the Great Lion has told me of what you and your siblings will face in the months to come, the conflicts that will be fought out against the Witch Morgana. To know too much of one's fate is to jeopardize all."

"But if we knew what to do..." Peter began, but was interrupted before he could go any further.

"You cannot know everything, no matter how much you try, Peter," Kilgharrah told him, "I know of the difficulties you have faced since returning to your home. But you and Susan would do well to take this advice from the Great Lion: do not be so rushed to reach adulthood again so quickly. What happens happens for a reason, and age is an example of that. Hold to your memories, but do not let them interfere with your present."

The two eldest Pevensies looked taken aback at these latest words from Kilgharrah, but then Susan sighed and, along with Peter, addressed their younger brother and sister. "So I guess we are meant to help here, in Camelot," she said.

Peter nodded. "It looks that way," he agreed. He paused to look between his brother and sisters, "I suppose there's no use asking if any of you want to back out."

"And go where?" Edmund asked, pointing out the very obvious facts, "There's no wardrobe, Pete, no way to get back unless Aslan wants it. And if we are indeed here to aid everyone here like Prince Arthur and Merlin and the Knights of Camelot, it looks like we have to stick with them and help with everything that Kilgharrah has said will be coming to face us all if we want to eventually get home."

"But it's more than that," Lucy now spoke, her siblings turning to her as she went on, "You heard what both Gaius and Kilgharrah have both said, and also what we've learned today all about this land and the people who live here, and how magic has been treated under King Uther's reign for years thanks to what Merlin and Percy and Gaius told us earlier, plus about themselves as well." Now hard determination became clear to see and hear in her voice and facial expression, "I want to help them. For Merlin, for Arthur, for everyone here who face great danger from Morgana, and because it's right."

Peter, Susan and Edmund looked at her for several seconds, and then Peter chuckled, "Doesn't matter what age you are, Lu. There's no arguing with you when you've got that face on."

"No indeed," Edmund added.

"You're right once more, it seems, Lucy," Susan agreed thirdly.

"About time you all figured that out," Lucy teased.

At last, they remembered the three Camelot men and Kilgharrah, who still stood looking in the Pevensies' direction, patiently awaiting for when they would address them again. Which came now as the quartet turned back to them, Peter speaking first.

"I think it's fair to say we've made our final decision," he said, and with a quick glance to Lucy added, giving his younger sister a grin as he did so, "Thanks once again to the wise and truthful words of the brains among us."

"And what's that, Peter?" Merlin asked, he, Gaius, Percy and Kilgharrah all watching the Pevensies with great speculation.

Smiling herself, Lucy stepped forward. "We're staying for the time being," she told the three men and the Great Dragon, "You and Prince Arthur, Gwen and everyone else in Camelot will be stuck with us, and we'll help you against the threats that will be coming thanks to Morgana, until a way home becomes available to us."

Susan herself now looked up to Kilgharrah, "As you've said, Kilgharrah, an alliance between Narnia and Camelot does seem to have been cemented," she told him.

"Yes, young Queen, it has indeed," the Great Dragon responded with simply.

"At least you and Su will get to enjoy one another's company for a bit longer after all, Percy," Edmund said teasingly to the young Knight of Camelot, only to be delivered another back of the head slap, Edmund turning to and glowering at the guilty party, it being Susan herself this time.

"Don't you ever stop it?" his sister asked accusingly.

"Oh come on, Susan," Percy spoke gently, now coming forward and once more taking Susan's hand, still keeping hold of it as he brought it up and gave her his own teasing grin, "Your brother does speak the truth, not to mention that you are without doubt the most truest princess I've ever met at last, I wouldn't change your name to one like Sophia or Elmerelda even if they were considered more suitable, your own and your beauty looks are all I could need to look upon and be swept off my feet by."

That prompted instant blushes from Susan, her cheeks going real red at Percy's words. Meanwhile, Lucy dissolved into giggles, Merlin and Gaius looked between each other and then chuckled, Edmund whistled cheekily, Peter stared in utter disbelief, and Kilgharrah, while staying silent, smiled.

"Thank you so much, Peter," Gaius said at last, he and Merlin displaying proud smiles themselves now as he looked between the other three Pevensies, "And you too, Lucy, Susan and Edmund." That brought more smiles from the children.

"It would seem the time has now come for me to depart," Kilgharrah spoke again, everyone looking to him as he spoke to the Pevensies one last time, "Believe in yourselves, young Kings and Queens of Narnia. It saved you before. And you will need it once again for the challenges and trials ahead of you, and thus it can save us all and fulfil the destiny that Merlin and Arthur are meant to bring to Albion together." He paused, and then concluded with in a proud tone, "I'm sure our paths will cross again soon."

And with that, Kilgharrah turned, and with a flap of his great wings he took off back into the sky, the Pevensies, Merlin, Gaius and Merlin watching until the darkness swallowed up the Dragon's magnificent form and he disappeared from their sight range.

"Bloody hell, and I thought centaurs could be more cryptic," Edmund muttered, but he realized he felt no fear whatsoever about Kilgharrah, only sheer wonder, his brother and sisters feeling the same way themselves.

"And now I think it is time we returned to the castle," Gaius said, "The feast to mark Samhain is due to start any minute, and Arthur will be expecting our presences there." He looked to Peter, "Though obviously, it is you and your brother and sisters' choice of whether or not you wish to attend yourselves, Peter."

Peter nodded. "We will," he replied, speaking on behalf of himself and his siblings.

"Peter's right," Susan agreed.

"How could we not refuse an invitation from the King of Camelot?" Edmund added in further support.

"Prince of Camelot, Edmund, remember," Lucy reminded him before then giving Gaius her own supported decision say, "Yes, we would love to be there."

Merlin nodded. "Then let's go then," he said, and with another gesture of 'Come here' from the young magician with his hands, everyone obliging, Merlin chanted his words from before, eyes briefly flashing gold, and once again, the group disappeared in a whirl of wind...


...and arrived back moments later in Gaius and Merlin's chambers.

"I think Aslan may now have met his match in when it comes to magic transportation," Lucy teased.

Peter chucked with her. "I think so too, Lu," he agreed.

Any further conversation though was cut off by a knocking on the door, Merlin letting out a breath of relief followed by a muttered "Good timing", as Gaius now called out "Come in", the door opening to reveal Sir Leon.

"Prince Arthur requests your presences at the feast," the older Knight told Merlin, Gaius and Percy, before then looking to the Pevensies, "Would you care to join us as well, my Lords and Ladies of Narnia?"

The four children nodded. "It would be our pleasure," Peter confirmed, speaking on behalf of himself and his siblings.

"How could we not refuse?" Lucy added.

Sir Leon grinned. "Then follow me, my Lords," he responded with.


Sir Leon lead them into the banquet hall, where several wooden tables had been placed in the shape of a C along three of the walls, each one laden with plates of food and goblets and jugs and decorated with ivy branches. Sir Lancelot, Gwaine, Elyan and a man with buzzcut hair who the Pevensies hadn't met yet sat at the first of the right hand tables. The other tables both left and right, apart from the one next to the four Knights which was empty, clearly meant for the four children, were occupied by the other Knights of Camelot and other men who were dressed more offically in dark robes, perhaps nobles of high status, Gaius moving to join a group on one of the left sided tables.

And at the long table which stood at the head awaited Prince Arthur, a silver jewel decorated headband headdress on his head, and Agravaine, a large wooden throne like chair standing empty between them, obviously the seat where King Uther himself would normally be sitting himself, but from his absence, and remembering back to their first meeting with Gwen in the King's chambers earlier that day, and the condition they had seen Uther in supported by what Gaius had told them, the four children guessed the reason as to why.

Seeing the brother and sister quartet, Prince Arthur smiled and stood. "Ah, Peter, Edmund, Susan, Lucy, I'm really glad you could join us," he addressed them politely.

The children bowed. "It's an honour to do so, your Highness," Peter spoke on behalf of them all.

Arthur nodded, and now spoke to the room in general. "For those of us who don't yet know, allow me to introduce our four new Royal guests who have joined us for Samhain this night," he said, indicating the Pevensies with an arm as he made the inevitable introductions one by one. "Peter the Magnificent..." he went first with the eldest of the four, "...Edmund the Just..." then Edmund, "...Susan the Gentle..." followed by Susan, "...and Lucy the Valiant." As he ended with Lucy, the boys nodded and the girls smiled and waved. "High Kings and Queens of Narnia," Arthur finished with, everyone in the room, including the few servants and two billhook armed guards who were there as well, those who were sitting standing to do so, bowed in greeting in response to hearing the four children's titles.

"But please, just call us by our real names," Susan put in politely, "Our surname is Pevensie."

"It makes things a bit less complicated to do so," Edmund said in agreement with his sister.

Arthur nodded. "Very well. Lucy, Susan, Edmund and Peter Pevensie it shall be from now on," he agreed himself, the Pevensies relaxing and smiling at that, as Arthur now gestured to the empty table next to the one at which the four Knights of Camelot, Sir Leon himself now having joined them, were sat. "Please sit down, my Lords and Ladies," he suggested, and the children obliged, Peter sitting at the left end, Lucy going next to him and ending up between him and Edmund as her other brother sat down on her right, Susan taking the seat next to Edmund, and Percy joining them himself beside Susan.

"Can't leave a Princess in just the company of her siblings, can I?" he remarked with a grin, Susan once again blushing as Lucy and Edmund chuckled, Peter shaking his head. They had only been in this land, and this version of Camelot which was so different from the one they had enjoyed reading so much about in storybooks back in their world, for just one day, survived a first attack by the evil woman known as Morgana, met the characters of the Arthurian legends and the Great Dragon Kilgharrah themselves, as well as learned the full story about why magic was banned and considered evil here, and already the older of his two sisters had caught the eye of a handsome young man.

I really am going to have to watch Percy very closely, Peter thought to himself. He had always protected his siblings, Susan very much included, like that time some jerk from their school had decided to look up Susan's skirt. He had pounced on the boy, and a massive fist fight had resulted. Upon their return home later, his mother had scolded him for the black eye he had sustained, but Peter had simply dismissed it with, "So? The idiot that did it has two". After that, whenever boys had come near Susan, either to perhaps cause trouble or to attempt to chat her up, one look from Peter had been enough to send them scurrying away in case they ever wanted to feel her brother's fists come crashing into them.

But at the same time, he could tell without needing to, and having been undeniably impressed by the young Knight of Camelot's life background earlier, that Percy himself really did seem to be a well meaning and generous hearted figure, and the way he had treated Susan so far today seemed only to prove how hard he was trying to impress, even if it did cause absolute disbelief in Peter, and giggles and whatever from Lucy and Edmund. Perhaps his hitting on Su already may be not so wrong in the end, Peter decided, As long as he proves that so.

And with that, he and his siblings and Percy joined in the feast of Samhain, enjoying the food and conversation between them, before Arthur then rose and everyone looked in his direction and fell silent, some of those who had goblets in their hands placing them back down on the tables.

"Samhain..." Arthur began, "It is the time of year when we feel closest to the spirits of our ancestors. It is a time to remember those we have lost, and to celebrate their passing."

The Pevensies knew full well what Samhain was, a Gaelic festival which took place on the first day of November to mark the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter or the "darker half" of the year. The celebrations involved, and which they were now present at in a way, began on the evening of October the 31st, since the Celtic day began and ended at sunset, and was about halfway between the autumnal equinox and winter solstice. But they decided to keep this to themselves, as Arthur now raised his goblet in his left hand.

"To the King!" he declared, everyone, Lucy, Susan, Edmund and Peter included, standing with goblets in hand, the children's ones filled naturally and appropriately with water, as the bells began to chime, announcing the start of Samhain itself. None of them knew at all that at that moment, Morgause and Morgana had reached the Isle of the Blessed, and were about to perform something that would soon be felt by them and everyone else in Camelot, and that only one person was fully aware of it himself, and that was Agravaine.

"The King!" everyone echoed, goblets being clunked against each other by whoever. But suddenly, Lucy's attention was distracted as she looked towards her new friend Merlin, and saw, with a growing sense of alarm, that he was standing frozen to the spot, staring at something, his body seeming to shiver, and then his hands opened and dropped the empty jug he was holding, the crockery piece falling to and clanging loudly on the floor, the sound of it bringing everyone's attention, and then as the Pevensies watched, their faces full of increased alarm, Merlin's eyes seemed to roll and he fell down onto his back.

"Merlin!" Lucy shrieked, she, Susan, Edmund, Peter, Percy and Lancelot instantly scurrying away from their seats and moving hastily over to where their friend had collapsed, all of them kneeling down beside him, checking him over as Gaius now joined them, their horror only increasing even more at seeing and hearing the shivers that were now racking Merlin's body, his lips trembling from it all.

Susan placed a hand on Merlin's forehead, but immediately withdrew it at the freezing sensation that touched her skin. "Oh my god, he's so cold!" she gasped.

"What's happened to him?" Edmund asked frantically.

"Let's get him to my chambers, quickly," Gaius answered, the children and the two Knights obliging at once, Lancelot taking Merlin in his arms and straightening back up as they hurried from the hall, not knowing that at the Isle of the Blessed, Morgana had just sacrificed Morgause, and that the Cailleach, the Gatekeeper to the Spirit World, was warning her of what her actions of tearing the veil between the worlds were about to result in for everyone, and that Emrys would be her destiny and doom.

Aslan's words, given by Kilgharrah, would soon become very real indeed for the young Kings and Queens of Narnia.


And hey presto, yippee and woohoo, chapter 5 done in time for my 26th birthday tomorrow as I hoped to do, give meself a big pat on the back for succeeding in said aim.

So yes, and taking full inspiration from chapter 5 of fellow author Michael Weyer's amazing LOTR/Narnia crossover piece, the Pevensies have met the Great Dragon Kilgharrah, and have learned from both him and Gaius that Aslan is indeed the one who's sent them to Albion to help the 'Merlin' show characters and Camelot in what is to come thanks to the threat posed by Morgana. Hope you all enjoyed it and the exchanges between our brother and sister quartet and Kilgharrah upon first meet, and that I did a good job at it all. Rest assured, and as hinted anyway, this is certainly not the last they'll be seeing of Kilgharrah, he'll be returning to help again very soon, now that Morgana has unleashed the Dorocha on the world.

And yes, our Andrew Garfield boy Sir Percy of Scandia is furthering his irresistible liking of Susan and her lady looks, LOL. Can't help it, A.G is such a good looking chap, and the fact that he was turned down from the role of Prince Caspian in the second Narnia movie for apparently not being "handsome enough" is so strange to believe, though Ben Barnes was TOTALLY made for Caspian in the end, and Andrew thankfully bears no grudge against the decision. Hence my decision to cast him as Sir Percy here, and this is only the beginning for him and Susan, believe me, you guys are in for a real treat as their future relationship to come builds and builds over the 'Merlin' episodes and additional planned plots to come, it'll SO be worth every second of it.

And now, the chaos and destruction to come brought on by Morgana's unleashing of the Dorocha, with everyone witnessing Merlin being struck down by the first stages of it, is about to begin. Can the presence of our four young Kings and Queen of Narnia make a big difference to it than the real 'Merlin' episodes which cover it, and also with the poisonous treacherous slimy presence of the traitor Agravaine himself? We shall see, if not before Christmas and New Year, again considering what I said at the start with how much shit we're gonna be getting at work, not to mention the fuck for all strike days that are still plaguing us like fucking mad, then absolutely definitely after it, until then, adios amigos, from Flashraven/Max