When came the green's turn, Arthur was exhausted. He tried to steel himself to face the new question. But the green just stand there, watching him.
"Go ahead. Why don't you ask anything?" Arthur demanded.
The green's voice was calm when he answered, and very young.
"I think what I should ask. I think what path you choose to follow. Your fathers? Your owns? What will you do, if I let you know that Merlin is gone and we can't bring him back? What will you do then? What are you willing to sacrifice this time? Another innocent life? Your own life? And what then? More sorrow? More questions about what will we do about you? Will we ever get a peace over this land? You have such a great destiny, or was, or maybe it will be some other way. I think about the result of this night. I think your every answers what you have gave us. And I hope that we will do the right thing."
Arthur's head bent.
"I… I can't sacrifice anything anymore. My life is equal to others life. So was Merlin's. I understand that now. I know that I can't do anything to bring him back. So let me ask you, the Hight Counsil of Old Religion." Arthur raised his head again and looked the man before him.
"Can you bring him back?"