Authors note: hey guys!!!! Thanks for all the reviews!!! Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Anyways, in this chapter there is a slight Morgana/Merlin.

Chapter 4

There could be thousands of different ways for someone to react. Arthur just stood still, staring at the hallway where Merlin had been taken away. There was silence in the courtroom. Out of his peripheral vision, he saw the new guards shift uncomfortably. Probably disturbed by the lengthy silence, but it still continued.

Suddenly Uther chuckled. Then he cracked. He finally cracked

"Why did you just laugh?" Arthur whispered softly, dangerously.

"Magic is now gone from my halls. All ends well." Uther replied.

"What?" questioned Arthur.

"I object to magic Arthur, correct?" Uther began to pace around in the room.

" Correct..." he responded slowly.

"I gave Merlin a pardon but why?" Uther paused thoughthully " I knew that Morgana and her maid Guinevere would oppose his execution so I let him go. But a sorceror roaming free in my kingdom would contradict my every belief so I let him- "

"So you let him kill himself!" interrupted Arthur. His eyes widened in shock "That's why let him go with that rule!"

"Yes, I knew that never talking would drive Merlin into insanity therefore making him want to end his life"

It unfolded gracefully, Uther's plan. It layed out perfectely and well crafted.

"You knew about this!" roared Arthur. Uther nodded plainly. "You knew that Merlin would want to die soon."

"My... attraction with the villiages have been tarnished through the years. By killing Merlin, the innocent villiage idiot, would make me more hated so I let him kill himself." Uther sighed heavily as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He ignored all of the angry remarks that Arthur spat at him but merely silenced him with one finger.

"He will die tommorrow and you will kill him," He whispered slowly.

"You... you... you want me to what!?" shouted Arthur sounding more horrified than angry. "I can't father, I can't!"

"Magic has no place in my kingdom. When you are older, you will understand." Uther silenced his son and left the building.

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Regret? Never. No matter how much his heart contradicted him and called him a fool for wanting this, he had made up his mind. Merlin sat relaxed in the jail cell. Gwen had come and gone throughout the day whilst Morgana stayed outside of his cell occasionally throwing him a glare.

"Morgana..." sighed Merlin "It's getting late and the king's ward needs her sleep." He threw her one of his goofy crooked smiles.

"But-" began Morgana but Merlin stopped her.

"I will never forget you, how a princess almost could befriend a poor commoner like me. Your one in a million friend Morgana and I will truly miss you."

Morgana stuck her arms into Merlin's cell and akwardly hugged him before she rushed off to her bed chambers to mourn with Gwen.

Today was his death but Merlin wasn't worried. Although he was nervous, Merlin felt it was time to go. Abruptly he stopped walking up to the podium.

Arthur.

He was the one to wield the sword that will take away his life. Now he was scared, absolutley petrified. Disbelief coursed through his mind. Suddenly Arthur saw him. His eyes widened and he tried to look gruff and arrogant but Merlin could see the worry in his eyes. The guard leading him up to the podium threw him up. A priest said a quick prayer and blessed him to becoming one with God and ruched off the stage, anxiously wanting to get away. The it was time. Merlin knelt his head down on the rotting wooden stump and he began to cry with tears welling up in his eyes. Merlin looked up. He could see Arthur was beginning to cry too.

The blade lifted and came down slowly. This was about to seal the powerful sorceror's fate...

A.N: HEHEHEHE left you guy on a cliffie!!!!! 

Sorry i haven't updated in a while but school has been crazy as hell!!!

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