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Since the famine ended, I had never been more thankful for food. I ate it more gratefully, and sometimes I even took some from my meals, hid it, then gave it away to the villagers. Uther caught me though, and he said I wasn't allowed to do that anymore. But it was me, so of course I ignored him and continued to do it. Then Uther threatened that he'd have three guards watch me as I eat so that I didn't sneak the food, so I did stop.

Other than that, life had continued to go on as normal. I spent all my time with Morgana, spent some time with Merlin whenever he was free, and worked on my studies. Even though everything was so easy, I still hated having to do work. Morgana said I should be blessed that I can get an education, but what she didn't realize was that I had an extensive twelve years of it, all of it far more advanced than this.

I was awoken in the middle of the night by a frantic Morgana. "Gwen's father has been accused of treason."

"What?" I asked, sleep still lingering in my eyes. I pulled my covers off of me, and Morgana led me to where Uther and Arthur were.

"Treason?!" I asked angrily when we burst in.

"Yes, Elizabeth, treason. The blacksmith was consorting with a known enemy." Uther said.

"Enemy? What enemy?" Morgana asked.

"Tauren. The leader of a band of renegade sorcerers sworn to bring down the King." Arthur supplied.

"And where is this Tauren now?" I asked.

Arthur hesitated a little, before finally saying. "He escaped."

"Well, then how can you be sure?" I interrogated.

"Because Arthur saw him with his own eyes." Uther told me.

"Well, even if the man is who you say he is, you can't sentence Tom to death for just being seen with him!" I said, outraged.

"We have reason to believe he was forging weapons for Tauren." Uther said.

"Rubbish! He would never do such a thing." Morgana said strongly.

"Every man has a price." Uther said, and Arthur slid a lump of gold across the table.

"Found this on the blacksmith." He said.

"So he was paid! He's a blacksmith. He could've been paid for shoeing Tauren's horse!" I insisted.

"In gold?" Uther asked disbelieving.

"Maybe he did a really good job." I suggested.

Morgana intercepted us. "This is madness! You condemn a man with no proof!"

"I have enough proof." Uther dismissed.

Morgana and I were losing, I could tell. I turned to Arthur. "Arthur! Have you nothing to say?" I asked.

"Father, the blacksmith committed a crime, but we don't know for certain he meant treason." Arthur pointed out.

"No. You're right. Nothing's certain. Save one thing. The law stands or this kingdom falls." Uther said.

"But the law must give him a fair trial!" I said angrily, my face going red and blotchy from my anger.

"He'll get a fair trial, and he'll be found guilty, 'cause that's what he is." Uther said.

I managed to calm myself down enough to say my next sentence with as much ferocity as possible, "You execute Gwen's father, and I will never forgive you." I leaned closer to Uther and whispered, "Never." Then I stormed out, Morgana at my heels a few seconds later.

I couldn't go back to sleep, so I went to look for Gwen. I found her in the dungeons with Merlin and Gaius.

"Guinevere! I am so sorry!" I said as I pulled her into a hug. "I promise we'll get your father out somehow. What even happened?"

"He said Tauren came to him at the forge, offered to pay him a fortune for his help, not to make weapons, for an experiment or something." She said, looking from me to Merlin and Gaius, which probably meant that she was just telling them about it.

"What kind of experiment?" Merlin asked.

"Tauren didn't say. But he used some kind of stone...some kind of magic..." She said, trailing off.

Gaius abruptly left, Merlin following behind him, leaving me to comfort one of my best friends. I pulled her into a hug again. "I promise Guinevere, I'll try and stop Uther from taking Tom from you." I know that Morgana slips Tom a key, so maybe if I convince her that we could probably find evidence that Tom really didn't know, then maybe we could actually save him.

Gaius and Merlin had let Gwen stay in their chambers, so I went along with Morgana to check on her. We walked in, and I got Merlin's attention by calling his name. "Merlin."

He turned around when he saw us. "Lizzie. Morgana."

Morgana looked at Gwen sleeping on the bed. "How is she?" She asked.

Merlin slightly shrugged. "She's doing okay."

"We should probably let her rest." I said.

"Yeah." Merlin whispered.

We left and Merlin asked, "Have you girls spoken to Uther? He must realise this is a mistake. Whatever Tom was doing, it wasn't plotting against the King."

"We know that. Of course we do. But Uther...Uther only sees enemies." Morgana told him.

"But Tom is the gentlest soul I've ever met." Merlin said, and I nodded in agreement, because, well, it's true. Whenever I took my walks in the village, I always make sure Tom was one of my stops so I could see him. He was always working, always trying to make a better life for him and his daughter so they can be happy. He truly was the best father I had ever seen.

"But he was seen with Tauren, and that makes him an enemy," I pointed out.

Morgana took my hand, and we turned to leave. "Then..." Merlin said, his voice stopping us.

Morgana and I turned to face him, and he finished, "...there's little hope?"

Morgana shook her head sadly. "There's no hope, Merlin. None at all."

It was the next day, and I was in my chambers, trying to focus on my studies. But I just couldn't. I was too focused on Gwen and Tom. I wasn't sure if Morgana had slipped Tom the key, but I couldn't worry about that. Strangely enough, I hadn't seen Morgana all morning. It was really weird, seeing each other was something that we did everyday. When you live with your best friend, you could use this stuff to your advantage.

My quill fell from my hand in surprise when I heard a wail from outside. The wail could only belong to one person. I rushed to the window, and, sure enough, Gwen was crying her eyes out at the sight of her father's body, which was being carried off on a cart by a pair of guards.

I took deep, shallow breaths. I had been very patient with Uther Pendragon. Up until now. "That is the last straw," I said and stormed out of my room, only one destination in mind.

I stormed into the room that Uther was in. "You have blood on your hands, Uther Pendragon! Blood that will never come off!" I practically shouted.

"May I remind you that you're speaking to your King." He said, standing up from where he was sitting.

"May I remind you that I don't give a damn? May I also remind you that a king is wise and just. You are neither. You rule only with the sword," I said angrily.

He turned to face me with a hard expression on his face. "You know nothing of what it means to be King. The fate of Camelot rests in my hands. It's my responsibility to protect the people of this land from its enemies."

I rolled my eyes. "Then the kingdom is doomed! For one by one you make enemies of us all!" I said, pointing a finger towards his chest.

"You speak treason, Elizabeth." He sais alarmingly.

I calmed down a bit and leaned away from Uther. "Only a mad man deciphers the truth as treason."

"Take care, child, or I'll have you restrained." Uther threatened.

I half laughed and half scoffed. "I would love to see you try."

"Put me down!" I yelled, maybe two mintues later as I was being dragged into a large prison cell by some guards. I kicked and thrashed but their grip held strong, and they managed to keep me down as they chained me to the wall.

"And you will remain here until you learn your lesson." Uther said firmly.

I stopped thrashing to look at him. "'Learn my lesson'?" I asked in disbelief. "I am not a child, Uther Pendragon! And if it is a lesson to be learnt then release me now because I've learned it already! That you care not for me, or anyone but yourself! That you're driven mad with power! That you're nothing but a tyrant!"

He'd stopped listening, as he was leaving as I was throwing the insults after him. I ran after the door that was about to close, but the hand cuffs chained hard around my wrists prevented me from doing so. I pulled for a minute or two, before I sighed in defeat and collapsed on to the ground. I laid down and just played with my chains, attempting to open them, although I didn't know why, since I knew that they wouldn't open.

It was always gonna end up like this, wasn't it? Emma had always said that the way I ran my mouth would get me thrown in jail. Well I would love to see the look on her face if she were to ever see me, since she was right.

Maybe half an hour later (I really had no idea. There were no clocks here and barely enough light in the room as it was. Certainly not enough to tell the time. Oh yeah, I also learned how to tell time using the sun, neat, right?) my dungeon doors were opened, and I sat up, praying that this meant that Uther was going to let me out (it really was filthy down here, and I swear I saw a rat run around. I was not getting the plague.). To my surprise though, some guards dragged Morgana in, and chained her as well. She fell to the ground next to me, and the guards left. She slowly looked up. "You too?" She asked.

I nodded. "Yup. When I first heard that Tom was-was-" I couldn't say dead, it seemed too soon. "Gone, I was enraged. I ran to confront Uther before I could even think it through. And running my mouth led me here." I said, lifting my chained hands.

Morgana slightly chuckled. "I always told you that that mouth of yours was gonna land you in trouble." Morgana's said it to me too? Man, I must actually have quite the mouth..."But I am not better. I did the same thing."

I huffed. "So what now?" I asked.

Morgana just shrugged and leaned her head on my shoulder. "We wait."

The next morning, Morgana and I were awaken by the sound of the doors opening. We sat up and saw that it was just Arthur. I was happy, because this meant that I got to be released now. I'd certainly learned my lesson. No more running my mouth to Uther that bad anymore. Just Morgana, Gwen, and occasionally Merlin.

Morgana wasn't too happy though. "You," She said bitterly. "How proud you must be. Son of the mighty Uther. How you must look up to him. Does the King's little helper bring a message? Or have you just come to gloat?"

Arthur pretty much ignored this as he said, "Guards!"

Morgana stood up, pulling me with her and backed away, pushing me behind her. The strain caused pulling on our chains.

"Get away from us, you cowards!" She yelled.

She was being very protective of me. I mean, she always was, but more so now than she ever had been.

"You're free to go." Arthur said, and the guards removed our manacles and left. I rubbed gently at my bruised, torn skin (from the rough material of the manacles) and winced at even the slightest touch. Morgana gently took my hand, and we walked to the door.

"Morgana, Elizabeth," Arthur said, getting our attention right at the door.

We paused just behind Arthur. "Yes?" We said at the same time. It was actually kinda creepy how much we did that.

"I swore to him that you'd both never challenge his authority again. I swore that you two learned your lesson. Tread carefully. Next time, I may not be able to help you," Arthur said.

I actually did learn my lesson, and I was very grateful to Athur. "Thank you. You're a better man than your father," I said.

"Always were." Morgana added, and we finally left.

Instead of going back to her own chambers, Morgana followed me to mine. Something about how she just wanted to double check that I was fine before she went back. We entered, and Gwen was sitting on my bed. She quickly stood up when she saw us.

"My Ladies!" Gwen said worriedly.

"Gwen. I didn't expect to see you here," I said, walking over to my wardrobe. I really just wanted to change my clothes, have a little food, maybe even have Gaius patch up my wounds before crawling into my bed for proper sleep.

Gwen took in the state of the both of us. "What happened to you?!"

"Nothing," Morgana and I said at the same time. "Well, nothing a hot bath wouldn't fix," I added.

My sleeve slipped down, revealing my sores, and Gwen gasped at the sight of them. She quickly took Morgana's hands and pulled her sleeves up, revealing almost identical wounds. Gwen quickly dropped Morgana's hands when she realized how she behaved, but it didn't faze Morgana.

"We spent the night in the dungeon," Morgana explained.

One word from Gwen. "Uther."

"He doesn't really like to be challenged," I said sarcastically.

"It wasn't about my father, was it?" Gwen asked worriedly.

I shook my head, dismissing it. "You have enough to deal with without worrying about such things."

Gwen shook her head in disbelief. "You shouldn't have done that! Not on my behalf. If anything happened to you or Morgana," Gwen's head turned to my raven haired friend, "I couldn't bear it."

Morgana decided to change the subject. "You need to go home, Gwen. Get some rest. Please."

"I'm fine, My Lady," Gwen insisted.

"We insist," I told her.

Gwen walked past Morgana and I with her head bowed, picking up a hair brush.

"Gwen?' I said, trying to get her attention.

Gwen stopped, her back to us, and I remembered from the episode that she was trying not to cry. "Gwen?" Morgana tried this time.

"I can't go home!" Gwen finally admitted.

I gently touched her shoulder. "It's understandable to feel so alone." Some nights I laid in bed and cried at the thought that I may never see Emma, or my grandparents (who were way better than my parents) and my parents ever again. All I really had here for family was Arthur, Morgana, Merlin, Gwen, and Gaius. Not that big.

"Tauren..." Gwen said softly.

"Tauren?!" Morgana repeated, louder.

"He attacked me. He threatened me. He was looking for some kind of stone." Gwen told us, turning to face us.

"Stone?" I asked. Morgana's face crossed with recognition, but she hid it quickly. I remembered in the episode that Morgana had went to Gwen's house and found the stone that Tauren needed.

"He said if I didn't bring it to him, he'd kill me. He's waiting for me in the Darkling Woods. I have to do something. If I don't get this stone to him by dawn tomorrow..." Gwen couldn't even finish the sentence.

Morgana suddenly turned around and walked off. "Wait, where are you going, Morgana?" I asked.

"What are you going to do?" Gwen asked.

"I'm going to send the guards, of course. It won't be you that Tauren meets. It'll be the Knights of Camelot." Morgana said, and with that, she left.

I turned to Gwen. Noticing that she really needed a distraction, I smiled gently at her and said, "How about that bath?"

I know that this episode ended with Morgana saving Uther, so I busied myself with keeping Gwen occupied. I was always with her, always trying to find something not that hard for her to work on.

Morgana was distant, which was weird. I mean, I knew that she was working with Tauren, but she really didn't have to act like that with me. I mean, we were best friends. I really wanted to soak up nice Morgana for as long as I could.

I was walking with Gwen in the corridors when we pass by Arthur's room. Merlin was standing inside, staring out the window and I stopped Gwen. I hadn't really spoken to Merlin recently, and I missed my other raven haired friend. Gwen and I walked inside. "Merlin?" I called, getting his attention. Gwen and I were at the window.

"Gwen. Lizzie. How are you doing?" He asked absentmindedly.

"I was about to ask you the same question," I said.

"I'm fine. Fine," He tried to reassure me.

Gwen looked out the window, where Morgana, Uther, and a couple of guards were leaving to visit Morgana's father's grave. At least, I hope that everything went to plan. Everything had so far. And I think season 1 was almost up if this was To Kill The King, which I think it was.

"Morgana's been amazing these last few days. And so have you." Gwen commented and said the last part while turned to face me.

"I think you've been amazing. After all that's happened, getting your life back together..." I said, trailing off.

"It's better than sitting in an empty house, waiting for my father to walk through the door. The thing I find hardest to bear is that people will always think he was guilty because he tried to escape," Gwen said.

"We all know he was innocent," Merlin said, hoping it will make her feel better.

"I think he tried to escape because he knew that whatever he said or did he'd be killed. Uther had already made up his mind. That's the kind of man he is." Gwen said. I think this was really the only time I'd ever heard Gwen express herself this freely. I guess in light of recent events she felt more comfortable about talking about this stuff in front of someone like me. But I was her friend, it wasn't like I would rat her out.

"I wouldn't blame you if you wanted him dead." Merlin said, pretty much out of the blue. I know it was only because he didn't know if he should let Uther die or not, so this was his Merlin-sneaky-way of asking for another opinion that wasn't Gaius's.

"If Uther died I'd feel nothing. He means nothing to me." Gwen admitted.

Merlin turned to me. "What about you?" he asked. "Would you feel something if Uther died?"

Whoa, whoa, don't gang up on me. Think before you speak, Lizzie. "Uther has raised me since my parents died. Saying that he isn't anything to me at all would be a lie. He means something to me, just not a lot. I mean, certainly not the magnitude that I feel for Morgana, or you two." Yes! Smart answer!

"But if you had...you know...the choice, what would you do? If you had the power of life and death over Uther, would you kill him? For what he did?" Merlin asked.

"No!" Gwen said without a moments hesitation.

"No?" Merlin asked, perplexed.

"What would that solve? That would make me a murderer. That would make me as bad as him." Gwen pointed out.

Merlin turned to me for my opinion. I took a deep breath before I said, "I have to agree with Guinevere. I'm being a hypocrite if I let Uther die with that knowledge." Now before you say anything, I also had the knowledge that Merlin and Morgana would save him. Yeah, I was a lazy bones heroine, deal with it.

"You're right. Of course you're right." Merlin said, then he ran out of the room.

"Is anything wrong?!" Gwen asked.

"No, no! See you later!" Merlin's distant voice said.

Gwen just turned to me with a confused look on her face.

I just shrugged my shoulders. "It's Merlin." He really didn't need an explanation.

The next day, I was having tea with Morgana. I gave Gwen the rest of the day off, since I really worked her to the bone to keep her distracted, but today I decided that she deserved time to herself. I was pouring the tea when she suddenly blurted, "I almost killed Uther."

I wasn't really surprised by the news, but the way that she said it, so casually, so nonchalantly, was what surprised me, and I stumbled forward a little, sending the tea over the table. I set the pot down. "What?" I asked.

"Yesterday, when I went on my ride with Uther. Remember that day when Gwen said that Tauren needed that stone?"

I nodded my head. How could I forget? I spent the night in the dungeons. At least I could cross that off my bucket list!

"Well, I had found the stone. I didn't send the Knights of Camelot; I sent myself. I made a plan with Tauren to have Uther killed. But at my father's grave, Uther began saying all those nice things-he even said that he regretted killing Gwen's father!-that I decided that I couldn't let him die." She finished.

I leaned over and cupped Morgana's cheeks. "I am not going to say that I support what you did. But I do understand why you did it." I really did. Uther could truly be an awful human being sometimes. But sometimes, he could be a nice person. But it wasn't often.

Morgana still looked a little down and upset with herself, so I tried cheering her up. "Hey," I said, getting her full attention. "Maybe we can go for a ride before dinner."

Morgana smiled really big. "I'd really like that."

We abandoned the tea set, and we left to go fill our afternoon.

TBC...

Really short, not very detailed, only because I didn't particularly enjoyed to Kill the King, and a lot of the scenes would have remained the same with Lizzie. Just wasting my time rewriting the part.

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