Part 3 and 4! Yay! Oh and a quick thank you to pretty thing for my first review ^__^ Anyway, Enjoy!
Word count - 100 and 113 (I tried to keep to 100 but it was soo hard!)
Keep Holding On (3/?)
It was raining, though Merlin didn't notice it, he was too busy scanning the crowds for Arthur, he just wanted to see him, to assure himself that he was still alright.
He knew he couldn't, but how he wished he could say sorry, to cheer Arthur up, to ki-
Well, for now, knowing he's well, and safe, will have to do.
Before Merlin could try to move closer he felt a sword press into the small of his back.
"Who are you?" A voice hissed in his ear. A painfully familiar voice. Arthur's voice.
'Oh Damn.' was all Merlin thought.
Keep Holding On (4/?)
"Who are you?" Arthur hissed again, as the man, the Merlin-look-alike turned, forcing long suppressed memories to the surface, and a hope, that seemed to taunt Arthur, making him furious.
"It's me sire, Merlin." The man replied (sadly?), only succeeding in adding to Arthur's anger.
"You can't be, he's dead." At the snapped reply, the man's face became pained as he turned his head away.
"Who are you!" Arthur's patience had long left him, he didn't want any more lies, any more hopeless hopes, so he yelled, but it had little effect on the man, who faced him again, eyes red, with nothing but a whispered apology on his lips, as he vanished.