Arthur didn't even try to get up. When the red came into the black' place, Arthur didn't looked up.
"Our paths crossed once, Arthur Pendragon." Woman's voice said quietly. It was a sweet whisper, an innocent voice.
Arthur was shaking.
"So I want to know what we are for you. We, who still follow the old ways. Those of us, who are following the forgotten paths. Tell me, what we mean to you, we forgotten creatures who you hit with your hate and sword?"
Finally, Arthur lifted his gaze.
How he would be able to answer? He felt empty. He had learned that the magic was evil. He was followed his father's guide and killed every magic creatures whom he had met.
He had complied with the orders, suppressed voices within. Voices that told him to doubt. He did not want to believe. He did not understand the magic. He was afraid of it. He was afraid of those who were able to do something what he couldn't.
Arthur lowered his head to the ground.
"You condemned to death the only who would stand beside you always."
"He's a wizard!"
"He is a warlock. He is a magical creature like all of those monsters what you have killed. He has not been able to choose more than that is he using it for evil or for good. And he chose you. He decided to protect you. He decided to protect the future for his own life. Arthur, do you really think that Merlin is a monster?"
No.
Not Merlin.
Never Merlin.
His heart was good.
Merlin was pure of heart.
And he hadn't noticed it.
And now there wasn't hate anymore, or fear.
There was only emptiness.
"I betrayed my friend, my brother." Arthur said. "I have learned by the hard way, that magic isn't good or evil. It's about the users. How they choose to use magic."
The woman stayed still for a long time and Arthur could feel her gaze observing him hard. But finally she spoke.
"I accept you answer."
And the red turned away.
Tired, my eyes are threaten to close, so there may be more errors than usually. Sorry about that, but I just have to wrote this chapter out of my mind.