Dwyn's POV

I had just managed to drag myself over to the wall and prop myself against it when I heard my name being called.

Recognizing Arthur's voice, I sighed and answered his call, leading him with my voice closer and closer to where I was.

As his figure emerged from the fog, I called out one last time, and he spotted me. He ran through the haze to the wall where I sat, and I couldn't help but smile, though the pain in my leg was nearly unbearable.

He reached me at record speed, falling to his knees beside me and taking me in his arms, raining kisses all over the top of mm head. Closing my eyes, I savored his touch, thankful beyond words that he was all right.

"Why did you come?!" He whispered desperately, taking my head in his hands. "Are you all right? Are you hurt?"

"Just my leg." I answered. He knew as well as I why I had come. It was a question that need not be answered.

"Let me see…what happened?" He babbled on as he reached down to examine my leg. I had never seen him so upset before.

His fingers brushed my wound, and I cringed, gasping and pushing his hand away as pain ran through each vein from my head to my toes.

Concern washed over his face and he pulled me to him, cradling my head to his chest. I hugged him back, allowing my heart to slow and the pain to return to its dull ebb of before.

At last, I asked the question that had lain heavy on my chest since he'd come.

"The others, Arthur? Did we all make it?"

He did not pull away, but kept hugging me, perhaps a little tighter. "We lost Lancelot."

Guilt flashed, as something told me he had died fighting the same man he'd saved me from.

"But everyone else is all right." He said.

At last, he pulled away and looked me in the eye. I could see pain at the loss of his friend, but he seemed to have already partly accepted it. "He knew he would die in battle, he always did. You're safe, and that's all that matter."

I kissed him lightly, passing my hand over his cheek.

"Can you walk?" He finally asked.

"Yes, if you'll help me."

He immediately rose and gently helped me up, putting my arm around his shoulders. I was only just tall enough to reach.

Slowly, we made our way through the devastation of a battle I still couldn't believe we'd won.