27. Mages Return

After about 10 minutes of just sitting there and waiting, pacing back and forth, Lucy began to lose her patience. She would give him five more minutes or she was marching up that tower to the Table Room and talk to them herself. Boredom was not becoming of her nor was being told what to do. Since her parents died when she was just a teenager she has been on her own, never needing to take orders from someone else. She was her own woman, and she wasn't going to sit by without a fight. As the minutes passed by slowly Lucy was thinking about anything and everything, and really what didn't she have to think about? If it wasn't one thing it was another. Every detail seemed stressful.

There was Arthur and the mages. Merlin's journal still in the library, (she knew she should have taken it and hid it for herself, she just didnt want anyone to notice it was gone.) She still knew almost nothing about her sister. she hadn't seen or talked to her friends in days. She was changing, she could feel it, but she didnt know if she was ready for it.

She realized that it was the not knowing that she was struggling with the most. She wanted answers and she didn't want to wait for them anymore. Patience wasn't one of her stronger virtues. She glanced down at her clothes realizing she was still in the academy outfit she was wearing the day she went to the market. She decided to change into a fresh outfit and clean up before going to the Round Table and speak with the mages herself.

He had left her room with a smile on his face. He couldn't have been happier to see her awake and well. It was almost if she had been just taking a really long nap. He couldn't help but wonder what she had been dreaming about. What could she have seen that she didn't want him to know about? With no time to think about it thoroughly he arrived to the Table Room relatively quickly. He was greeted by Bedievere and Mága, but also a strange old man. He was tall and had long grey hair and matching beard. He wore a cloak matching Mága's and carried a staff which he used to aid in his walking. The man looked quite stereotypical of the description he had heard, of the great Merlin, a master sorcerer.

"Welcome to Camelot, have you been before?'' Arthur greeted the old man, hoping for some sort of confirmation of his suspicions.

"My dear boy," the man sighed, "you must be the Born King, Arthur." The old man inspected the grown boy. He had known that Pendragon bloodline was strong and smart, making it a suitable choice to wield the power of Excalibur.

"I am, which means you must be Merlin." Arthur replied, knowing that the odds of him being wrong at this point were slim to none.

"I am." Merlin bowed gracefully and Arthur returned the favor. Arthur felt honored to meet the man who has given him his power.

"I must admit, I was hoping to meet you sooner." Arthur commented. Coming to terms with the loss of his parents was grueling, but he was proud to carry on their name as the rightful king.

"I apologize about your what happened with your uncle. We mages cannot control evil nor can our enemies control good. We can only control ourselves. I am glad Mága was of use to you during your trials."

"Her help was appreciated." Arthur smiled and glanced over at her.

"Yes, but I am of the understanding that there is a girl here who may need our help." Merlin redirected their conversation.

"Lucy, yes. She is awake now and would like to speak with you." Arthur replied.

"That is good to hear. A more appropriate time can be arranged to speak furthur. What I am more interested in, at this time, is your library." Merlin explained his request.

"Uh, yeah Bedivere can show you the way." Arthur nodded.

"I know my way quite well, thank you." Merlin replied.

"Please allow Bedievere to escort you anyway and show you to a room for you to stay in during your time here in Camelot."

"That would be delightful, thank you." Merlin bowed, then Bedievere escorted him to the library.

"It's nice to have you back." Arthur turned to Mága.

"There is something we need to talk about." She responded frankly.

"Lay it on me." He said, arms casually folded over his chest.

"We believe Lucy's sister, Mary, is working with the Vikings. As a daughter of an Oracle sister she can manipulate The Void."

"What is 'The Void'?" Arthur questioned.

"It's the space between life and death and if one sister can manipulate it, so can the other."

"Okay, that's interesting. Is that where Lucy was when she was comatose for three days?"

"It is possible and that possibility, among others, is quite alarming."

"Why? Lucy is a good person. She wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone."

"Sir I beg you to consider one fact, have you ever met or seen her sister?" Mága inquired.

"You aren't suggesting what I think you are, are you?" Arthur asked skeptically. He didn't want to believe anything beyond what he already knew about her.

"I left to consult with Merlin and our concerns remain the same. Lucy's power grows with great strength and no one knows the true extent of her powers. We want to take her back with us, train her and teach her how to properly control her potential." Mága explained.

"Why can't you stay and do that here? The castle is yours to use." Arthur retorted.

"I don't think that will be enough. I know this isn't what you want to hear, but until we truly understand what is going on I think it is best." Mága explained thoughtfully.

"I need to go talk to her about this." Arthur's head hung low. He had just gotten her back and they wanted to take her from him.

"Let her rest tonight, we can speak with her together tomorrow." Mága suggested.

"She needs to know." Arthur shook his head. He wouldn't allow himself to be dishonest with her.

"I know this is tough Arthur, but she would be safe with us. Make sure your thinking about her well being and not just what you want." Mága tried to console him.

"But are you even thinking about what she wants either?"Arthur retorted angrily before walking away, going back to Lucy's chambers to talk to her. He knew he could solve this problem he just needed all the information. He wouldn't make her do anything she didn't want to, which included the mages taking her away.

When he got back to her room he knocked before entering to find the place empty. Where had Lucy gone now?

Author's Note:

I am going to change my upload day to Sunday's as that seems to be the most convenient for me. But I genuinely feel that the story is going to start getting more exciting as I work my way into the third act of the story.

Anyways, Love you guys lots! Have a good week!

-Surviving (10/8)