Thank you for the reviews. I hope that everyone that read the first part, and wants to read this one had been able to find it. I did plan to up-date sooner, but I wanted to give people that wanted to read this part, the time to find it. I'll now go on with the responses.

nightflyer11. I hope you liked the rest of the first part, and have found and like this part so far.

Ai-chiii. It is great to hear from you again. I missed your reviews; they are always very interesting and great. I hope your studying is going well. Chapter 49, I am very gratefully for your feeling of duty. Thank you I was worried about writing that stuff, it was fun though. Chapter 50, I listened to the song you said, and it does work really well too, thanks. I'm glad that there was tension in the part with the bracelet. I really liked doing the mushy love stuff, may have to do more of that. Chapter 1, I know I'm mean. As if I didn't have enough mysteries in the last part, what was the dark force, Morgana and Merlin talk about, and the dark sorceress, that I still have to resolve. I can say that these ones will be resolved in this part. I can't say if it is her or not, just that you will find out in the next few chapters. I agree he does love his children, wife and people. He just has one blind spot. A little like Morgana. I did say I may do move romantic stuff. Hope to hear from you soon too.

Red lighting. Glad to be back. Thanks for reading.

maryamT. Can't wait to write all that is going to happen.

Witchprincess18. I'm really glad you liked the other story and decided to keep reading. It could be him, it might also not be Morgana, can't really say. Who sent the knight, whoever it was, Morgana or not will be revealed in the next chapter. Thank you for saying that.

While the rest of the city slept or at the very least tried to. Uther, Arthur and his knights sat around the long narrow table in the council room. Gaius sat at the kings left side. He was the only one that had any knowledge of the green knight and who maybe controlling him. Merlin like the other servants had been told to retire once they had cleaned the great hall of any evidence of the feast. He took this as more of a suggestion than an order, as Arthur gave him a look, that directed him Towards Gwen, who was just leaving. He nodded back and followed after her to walk her back to her chambers to make sure she was okay. She was clearly a little shaken, but more or less fine.

"It's going to be ok." He offered trying to sound as confident as he could.

She forced a smile onto her face and nodded at her friend. "I know…..I'm just worried about Gwaine."

Merlin expected this. Trust Gwen to be more concerned for her friend than herself. "He can handle himself." Though he meant what he said and it was true, they both knew there was more than just him being able to fight that counted in this.

"Why do you think he came here."

"I don't know." He was racking his brain trying to think of a reason for what had just happened. It was clear that the way things had worked out was not the main intention of the green knights presence. It was the goblet, giving it to Gwen, that was the point of all this. He knew she must know, at least in part about this. She was just choosing to not think about. Instead she focused on worrying about her friend.

They didn't speak again till they reached her chambers. Again she forced a smile on her face. "Goodnight Merlin."

She slowly moved to entre her chambers. As hard as she tried to put on a brave face, she was clearly shaken and anxious after what had just happened. As tired as she must be, she didn't want to be alone right now. Merlin took a step forward to give her a quick hug. It was all be could do. As much as he did want to stay with Gwen, till Arthur, as he certainly would came to check on her, he had to get back to the others. He had to know what was going on.

"Night Gwen." He smiled back, as he broke the hug, stepping back. Waiting till she closed the door behind her before he left.

The light in the council room was faint. It was hard to really see anyone's face clearly. Uther spoke, going over all that had happened, what they knew, which was very little. No one really listened to him. Gwaine, looked over the head of Leon, who sat across the table from him, out of the window on the wall. It was now completely dark outside, so there was not much to see. It was however a clear night, a few starts where slightly visible. He wasn't really bothered that much by what was going on, even though he seemed to be at the centre of it now. He was concerned with what was going to happen, but he just couldn't seem to focus to much on it to really worry. His mind was somewhere else. While the others seemed to want to talk about a way to get out of this, he was thinking about the fight. As he saw it there didn't seem to be any getting out of it. Talking was a waste of time and if he had a limited amount of time left, he didn't want to waist it on pointless talking.

Uther finally stopped talking, turning to Gaius to expand more on magical being that had visited them that night. The older man looked around the table, at the eyes of the young men on him. "The green knight is a creature of magic. He is loyal only to the priestess of the old religion. He is said to have a weak spot, a chink in his armour. Though it is not known what that weakness is."

This last part caught Gwaine's attention for a second. Then when it was made clear that while there was a weak spot, it was a unknown weak spot, he returned to looking out of eth window.

"So we are once again being attacked by those with magic." The king spoke up again, with clear distain in his voice.

Due to Morgana's last action before leaving, healing Arthur, Uther did not carry out his threat to hunt down those with magic, if Morgana left. The fact that neither Merlin or Gaius had told anyone that they had removed the bracelet that blocked her magic, stopped her from being viewed as much of a threat. All of this however didn't stop the king and many in the court from still holding a strong distrust of the lady Morgana with those with magic.

"He didn't come here looking for a fight, it was something to do with Guinevere." Arthur tried to get the conversation to focus on what he believed was the more pressing important part. That his fiancée was being targeted by a magical knight at the orders of someone with a grudge against Camelot or himself.

As Arthur spoke, Lancelot seemed to become more interested in what was being said. "He did say that he had to give her a gift from his mistress." He added speaking up, before turning quickly away from Arthur's gaze.

"If he is being controlled by a witch and we find her, we can stop him." Elyan spoke up for the first time in the King's presence.

He had a slight smile on his face as he spoke. Seeing a possible solution to the situation. It quickly slipped away as the eyes of most of the men around the table fell from him. None of them wanting to say out loud that he was being to optimistic. It would not be that simple. It never was. Silence feel on the room. The men looked away from each other. Some looked out of the windows, one looked at the door. The silence was broken after what felt like a long drown out few minutes, by Leon clearing his throat.

He then spoke, saying what nearly everyone was thinking. "We should look for the lady Morgana-"

"We don't know any of this has anything to do with her." The king stood up, staring down Leon.

"Forgive me sire. I simply meant, she may be able to help us. Give as more information." As Leon spoke, Uther seemed to calm down. Letting himself slump back into his chair. he kept one eye on Leon.

"We don't know where she is." Arthur, looked down at the table as he spoke, before he lifted his eyes. "We haven't heard from her."

Uther once again rose to his feet. "It has to be Morgause. She has to be the one that attacked you as well." He looked to his right at his son as he spoke. "She must be planning something."

It was not difficult to see where the train of thought of everyone in the room was going. If Morgause was behind this, then it was not a huge leap to assume that Morgana was also in some way involved. This while a difficult fact to take in for three of the men around the table, was very hard to ignore.

Once again sir Leon found that he had to say what everyone was thinking, but not able to say out loud. "What if the lady Morgana is working with her-"

"She isn't." A sure voice spoke up.

All eyes turned to Gwaine, who had just spoken for the first time during this tedious conversation. He was then silent as he thought over how much he should now explain what he had just said. In the end he didn't see any harm in telling them the truth, after all he was about to fight a seemingly immortal magic creature, with no known weakness. There was nothing the king could do to hurt him now.

"What are you talking about, how do you know that." Arthur demanded as tactfully as he could.

"Because Morgause isn't in Camelot or even Albion anymore, she hasn't been for a year now. She is in Avalon. I was with Morgana when she said goodbye to her. I also got the impression that she would be unable to return."

He glanced in Uther's direction after he spoke. He looked angry. His hands were shaking, as he clenched them shut, but he was able to maintain his composer and said nothing. Arthur too was clearly anger that he had not been told of this before. Also he seemed a little relieved. That Morgana was very likely not working with her sister behind his back again. That relief only lasted for a brief second. When he remembered that Morgana was still the most obvious person to be behind this.

"But she still might." Leon pointed out. Seemingly unable to stop saying exactly what he thought.

"If it is not one it will be the other." Percival muttered under his breath.

It was a well-known fact that Percival had joined Arthur and the others almost three years ago to avenge his family. Morgana and Morgause's action had caused their deaths and he had been visibly uneasy when Morgana was taken back to Camelot. His anger about this was normally kept under control. This was the first time most of the men around the table had heard him speak in such a way. Despite their shock, they couldn't deny the truth in what he said.

"I'm sorry my lord." Leon began. "But he is right. They are the only people that would have the power, knowledge-" The king stopped him going on with a slight nod of the head.

Uther slowly sat back down in his chair. From the distant look in his eyes, it was clear that he was trying to make sense of all that was happening in his head. Arthur saw the pain in his eyes too. He was having as hard a time as his father believe what all the facts were telling him. He didn't know if it was his own desire not to believe it or if he as her brother, could just know, but he couldn't believe it. He didn't believe that Morgana out there plotting to hurt them all.

Looking for reassurance he turned to Gaius. The old man across the table from him was facing him, but seemed to be looking past him. His mind clearly somewhere else. "Is that true Gaius." The prince asked gently.

The old physician's eyes seemed to focus on Arthur. "They are the only priestess of the old religion that we know of. That doesn't mean they are the only ones still alive."

"But it is most likely they are." Leon didn't seem to be letting this go.

"I believe with what Gwaine has just told us, that Morgana is the last high priestess of the old religion. That doesn't mean that someone else couldn't have gained some knowledge of the high priestesses."

The king's eyes feel to the floor. Hearing his daughter being talked about in such a way seemed so unreal. She was not a high priestess of the old religion, a witch, or a sorceress. She was his dark haired daughter, princess of Camelot. The fact that she was in fact, all that he had grown to hate, distrust was something he would never be able to fully make sense of or peace with. It didn't not stop him from caring about her though.

"So we are still no closer to knowing who is behind this. We have two people that it could be, but I don't believe it is either of them. So that leaves us with it being anyone, someone that has some magic, and gained knowledge of the old religion." Arthur's summary left all around the table felling defeated. For the third time in such a short space of time, silence feel over the room.

After a deep breath, Gwaine placed his hands on the table, and pulled himself up. "While this has been very interesting, it has gotten us no where. Whoever is behind this, it doesn't matter. If they wanted us to know who the are, they would have." He paused, looking at all the worried faces looking back at him. "It makes no difference now who sent him."

Everyone knew what he would have said if he went on, if he hadn't stopped himself. He was going to have to fight the green knight, regardless of who sent him or not. There was no real time to do anything to stop that from happening, it was inevitable. So why waste time talking about it, over and over again. Why waste his time with this. Going over what could not be changed.

"This is a waste of time." He muttered under his breath, before turning to walk away.

"Sir Gwaine." The king called, ordering him to stop. He stopped and turned to face the king. "You are a knight of Camelot. You have lived up to that in your actions this night. You will do so as-well the day after next."

Despite his shock at the king's slightly encouraging words, he was still able to keep a neutral look on his face. He nodded and moved to leave. The rest of the knights followed suite. Arthur once standing placed a hand on his father's shoulder.

"It can't be her." He did his best to sound sure.

Uther placed his hand on his sons shoulder too. "I know." With a nod of his head and a pat on Arthur's shoulder, he too now turned to leave. Arthur then moved to follow his men.

Leon and Percival walked with each other talking more about their theories. It wasn't that they wanted it to be either of the sisters, it was just the simplest expansion. They were men, more so than the others that didn't like the uncertainty of things. They preferred for things to be black and white, not grey. Magic, and all the ambiguity that went with it was something the wanted to avoid. They were knights, they fought for their king, protected the people of Camelot from dangers, that was it, simple.

"It can only be her, the king just doesn't want to see it." Percival said in a low voice.

Leon nodded. "And he won't see it. Not till it's to late. Like the last time." He added

Percival was not able to say anything in return, as Lancelot who had been walking behind them, speed up and walked in-between them. They stopped and watched him walk ahead.

"We are only saying the facts."

Lancelot turned to face Percival who had spoken. "I know. Their however are those that may not want to hear it put so bluntly." As he spoke he tilted his head back a little towards Gwaine who walked along the corridor ahead of them. Then he gestured with his head to look behind them, where Arthur was walking towards them with Elyan. He half turned to move on, but stopped and added. "I don't recall you seeing what was to come the last time either, Sir Leon. Didn't you grow up with her. You were also the only real knight back then."

"Lancelot, that's enough. We went to far, I apologize." Percival was sincere, so Lancelot gave him a nod of understanding.

As the prince walked pasted them, Leon spoke up. "Prince Arthur, I was-"

"I know." He didn't turn to look at Leon as he spoke. He also didn't sound like he was really angry with them. He was just angry, frustrated with the situation.

"Arthur-"

"Do you think he'll be ok." Arthur said cutting Lancelot off.

He was looking right ahead, at Gwaine. Making it clear who he was talking about. "I think so." The loyal knight answered, then more honestly added. "I hope so."

"Of course he will, he's a knight of Camelot." Elyan said, patting Arthur on the back as he moved passed them.

Gaius opened the door to his rooms, yawning as he did. As he stepped into the rooms he saw Merlin sitting up at the bench, waiting for him. The warlock let him walk over to the bench and sit down across from him, before he spoke.

"What was decided."

"Nothing."

A look of shock crossed Merlin's face. "Why not. They have to do something. If he fights-"

"Merlin, there is nothing they can do."

Merlin grinned a little at the hint in his words. "I thought you would try and stop me."

"Would it do any good if I did." Merlin smiled and shock his head.

"What do I do then."

Gaius sighed and pulled himself up. Stepped away from the bench, he turned away from Merlin to face the filled shelves on the wall behind him. He knew the young warlock would say something like this, want to do something. While he knew he could more than take care of himself, he still worried greatly for him. There was no point in trying to stop him though. "What do you think."

At first he didn't know what to say. This was not how this kind of thing normally went. He would normally talk to him about the situation, he would come up with a plan, that Gaius would not like, but he would do it anyway. Then get told that he was reckless. It was their pattern.

"I don't know. If it is the same person that attacked me and Arthur a year ago, then they have been quiet for a long time. They could have been planning this all that time."

Gaius had been moving some items around in-front of himself, things Merlin could not see, while He had been talking. He now turned around to face him again. "The calm before the storm."

"Who do they think is behind this." Merlin finally asked the most pressing question.

The physician seemed to chew his lip a little, thinking over what to say. "Who do you think."

"Morgana."

"Or her sister."

"It wasn't them, it can't be."

"If you think so, then I agree with you."

Merlin's mouth opened a little, as he pulled himself up. "You don't think it was either of them, because I don't think it is."

"I trust you, in your destiny. You have good instincts Merlin. Most of the time" A proud smile crossed the young warlock's face. Gaius turned back round to face the shelves. "That and Gwaine told us about Morgause leaving for Avalon. So it is very unlikely to be her and without her, I don't see Morgana being able to call the green knight on her own."

He turned back to face Merlin. Holding out Merlin's small traveling pack to him. He had packed it when he returned after making sure Gwen was ok. He'd waited for Gaius to return, so he knew what was going on and what he need to do. Walking over he took the pack from him. "Thank you."

"I added some medical supplies. Not that you will need them." Merlin's mouth curled a little into a smile. "You need to go to the isle of the blessed. It is where the green knight was called form. Whoever call him most likely will still be there. Watching what is happening here."

Merlin nodded and moved towards the door. When he closed it behind him, Gaius let out a sigh. He tried not to show it, but he was worried. Before he had the chance to move, the door opened again.

Merlin's head pocked round the side. "I'll be gone all of Tomorrow. What are you going to tell Arthur."

A smile crossed the old man's face. "I'll think of something."

"Ok."

The door closed again and Gaius moved to walk over to his bed in the far corner. He only made it one step before the door once again opened and a head peaked into the room.

"What were you thinking of saying."

"I don't know." A little irritation showed in his voice now.

Merlin's eyes widened a little, as he spoke, out of worry. "Whatever you think of, let it be anywhere but the tavern. Arthur will kill me."

Getting out of the palace was relatively simply. That after all was not the hard part. He was able to take his horse form the stables, without making any noise as-well. Things were going smoothly for now. Once on the open door, he no longer feared making any noise, and pushed the horse on, as fast as he would go. The only sound he heard was the pounding of the horse's hooves on the hard earth. It was a long journey to the isle of the blessed, but was made shorted by the speed of the horse. He rode thought out the night. Using magic to light a fire in his palm to light the way. The air rushing past him at such speed the fire in his palm was blown out a number of times.

Just as the sun was begging to rise, he arrived on the shore of the large lake. Tying the horse to a nearby tree, he walked down to the shore where a small boat waited. A few minutes later he was sailing across the murky water towards the foreboding isle that drew closer.

He couldn't make out the isle clearly. The early morning fog hung over the water, Clouding his view. Upon reaching the isle, he tied up the boat and made his way through the crumbling castle. His eyes ran over the parts of the castle he walked past. In his mind he tried to piece together what this place must have looked like when it was new and had people walking around it. When there was life in the place.

The sun was now in the skin, giving off a slight warm glow. It almost made the place look warm. He reached the centre of the isle, what must have been the main hall of the castle. Most of the roof was gone, which created a pool of light that streamed through the large opening to fall onto the centre of the room. Where a stone table stood. Moving slowly towards it he was stopped by movement on the opposite side of the table. In the darkness in-front of him, he watched as a figure walked towards him.

"Hello Merlin."

He knew that voice well. Horror spread across his face, as the figure stepped into the light and pulled the black hood from their head, revelling their face. One word slipped from his lips, coming out little more than a whisper.

"No"

Thank you for reading. I hope that you liked it. I hope that is didn't make Leon and Percival act to mean or anything. They are worried for their friend and want to know what is going on, and are really just saying what the facts as they now then to be are pointing to. Also the last part, I wanted it to be like the bit in 4x02, were Merlin is circling the stone table with the caileachs. I would like to once again ask for any ideas that you may have for the story. Little two to three chapter stories that I can work into this one. There are three parts when I can work in some parts to the story. The reason I am asking this is because I am worried that I may not have enough of a story for this part to write 50 chapters, which is the goal like the last part. I am hoping that once the new season starts I will get a few ideas. Till then, and just because I would like to know what you would like to read I am asking you, stories about characters that I maybe leave out a little would be great, as I want to try and make this part more balconied.

I would also once again, like to ask if someone could maybe do a cover, poster type thing for this story that I can use as me profile, I would love you forever.

Also please remember that there is a TV tropes page for this story, if you could add to that, I would also love you forever.

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