"LONG LIVE KING ARTHUR!" The shout rang out throughout the hall; knights, nobles, ladies and servants joined in the shout then turned their attention to the task at hand: the feast. Succulent pigs made its place at every table, wine flowed like rivers and friends talked loudly to one another. Arthur gazed at the room happily, two months had gone by since Merlin's collapse and the brutal murder and, despite a few reports of Raven, everything was going perfectly. He heard music start to play and glanced to his left, spying Gwen. "Would you care for a dance?" He asked. In response, she laughed and held her arm out for him to take. The music was fast paced but the dance was easy so, along side Elyan, Percival( who was doing rather well) and Leon-and their respective dates- Arthur and Gwen proceeded to do something akin to a jig up and down the room. He laughed loudly and spotted Merlin sitting with Gaius, looking equally as enjoyed as his friends. All to soon, the floor became to crowded with dances so Arthur took Gwen's hand and led her back to their thrones. Both fell into fits of giggles when the watched Merlin attempt to dance fall over and nearly get trodden on by a baron. Being Merlin, the lad just laughed it off and the baron laughed alongside him. "You seem happy tonight sire." Came the familiar voice of Gaius.
" Well, everything has gone right for once so I don't see why not." He replied. He swelled with pride though, when Gaius smiled softly at him.
Somebody obviously wasn't in a happy mood for not a moment later, the doors swung open; the music stopped abruptly. The court went silent as the all to familiar face of Morgana Pendragon stormed in, a smirk carved on his face. "Forgive me brother if I intrude but it seemed like nobody bothered to invite me," she faked a hurt look. Furious, Arthur tried to move, but found himself stuck. He looked back at Morgana when he heard her taunting laugh. " Did you really think it would be so simple to get to me? No, of course not. Now you get to watch as everybody you love is killed around you and you can do nothing about it." Arthur stared, eyes wide in fear as his half-sister pulled out a sharp dagger and proceeded to walk slowly toward Gwen. He felt helpless; he couldn't move, couldn't talk. Just as Morgana reached the foot of Gwen's throne, a loud caw stopped her. She swung her head around and spotted a Raven sat on a window ledge, staring at her. A creepy smile grew on her face but before she could say anything the glass of the large, stained glass window behind Arthur shattered and a figure in all black flew in. Stumbling backwards she looked at him.
Thick black leather boots with metal toes stood firm against the ground whilst thick black leather(imagine leather armour) covered the legs, the hem tucked into the boots. The same material covered a thin but muscled chest; It was a lighter black, however at the top of the chest, there was the silhouette of a raven, black as pitch. A magnificent black cape hung proudly from his shoulders and Morgana could see metal rods on it, in the shape of the bones of a wing. The man's face was covered by a metal mask of black. It was terrifying; it had a medium sized nose/beak and it covered most of his face bar his mouth. It had glass eyes: impossible to see in but easy to see out of. Around his waist there was a belt which contained what appeared to be a folded up bow, several needles, potion bottles and rope with a small pouch next to it. Morgana backed away slowly; normally she would fight, but this was a new enemy, one she did not know of. Scared, she watched as he walked towards her and pulled out a needle. She tried to run but was stopped when something grabbed her ankle. She had no time to look however because as soon as her head turned, she felt something prick her neck and then everything faded to black.
Apologise for the wait guys, I was a little busy, a longer chapter today though so woooh! Hope you guys like it, fav and comment.