Irony of Secrets

Galaya

Sorry I haven't updated recently. I had writer's block and a motivation problem.

Previous chapter: The dark sorcerer

Chapter 16: Nice to see you too

Arthur could do nothing but stare in shock.

'Never trust a sorcerer,' the king thought bitterly.

"So good of you to bring them here, FY anifail," the Dark Sorcerer stated.

"Of course. I was just doing my duty, feistr," Keiyva responded.

"Yes, but you deserve credit, FY wraig."

"Can we just get to the point here?" Gwaine blurted.

"With pleasure. Atafaelu nhw!" Aiden shouted.

Chains burst from the ground and wrapped round the knights. They struggled and shouted at the traitors and the sorcerer-king to let them go. Jécelyn challenged Keiyva, saying that the sorceress was a coward.

"Oh, shush! Shush!" Aiden said softly, evilly sweet.

"What do you want with us!" Arthur demanded.

"You are Arthur Pendragon, persecutor of my kind. And you are bait for Emrys."

"Bait? We're bait? And who is this 'Emrys?'" Jécelyn inquired, incredulous.

"Only a powerful sorcerer. And a traitor to his kind!" Keiyva spat.

"Anwes, he's not just a powerful sorcerer. He's the sorcerer of the druid's legends. The one said to guard the Once and Future King. The most powerful sorcerer of all time!" Aiden corrected. "And yes, Lady Knight, bait."

"How do you know that he'll join you?" asked Gwaine warily.

"We have our methods."

'That sounds unpleasant,' the roguish knight thought.

"Take them away," the Dark Sorcerer ordered, a group of guards emerging from the shadows.-

The knights were locked up in a large, dark, dirty, damp cell. Arthur was pacing and Jécelyn was trying to make a small fire out of the few pieces of wood in their cell for warmth. There was a single bed and they had all decided that Jécelyn would have it, being the Lady Knight.

"Well, this is great fun(!)" muttered Gwaine.

"I'll say," Sir Castrwy agreed.

"And two of your countrymen betrayed you," added Leon.

"Yeah. Do you have any idea who 'Emrys' is?" asked Jécelyn.

"Not really. We met him on our journey; he saved our lives. But he departed before we entered Darkmoore," replied Arthur.

"And followed us here," Gwaine said.

"He followed us?

"Yeah. I saw him climbing down that ledge a while after we did."

"Oh. Huh. I wonder why."

"Do you have any idea where he's from?" Castrwy queried.

"Apparently, he lives in Camelot." Arthur answered.

"Camelot!"

The Knights of Camelot shrugged.

"He said we knew him in Camelot, but wouldn't tell us his actual name. For the obvious reason," Gwaine attempted to explain.

"Hmm…" Castrwy hummed thoughtfully. "I wonder who he is."-

(Merlin's point of view)

"We have our methods."

Those words chilled Merlin as he searched the dungeons for the cell(s) containing the knights. He tried to push them out of his mind, but they wouldn't leave him alone. The thought of what they might mean terrified Merlin.

He soon heard the knights talking.

"I wonder who he is," Sir Castrwy was saying.

Merlin approached the cell as silent and quick as a ghost. As soon as the cell was visible to him, he was relieved to see that they all were safe. Or at least as safe as one can be in a dungeon cell.

"Are you all unhurt?" he called, causing them to jump.

"Emrys!" a couple of them exclaimed.

"Shh!" Merlin hissed. "We don't want them to know I'm here. I have no desire to discover what their 'methods' are!"

"You overheard us, didn't you?" Arthur asked.

"Yes. I heard enough. And I believe it's time to get you all out of here. Tóspringe!"

The gate blasted off its hinges. Merlin carefully directed it away from all of them.

"Come on! We need to be quick!" the warlock cried.

The knights needed no further prompting. All nine of them raced away as fast as they could. A guard suddenly crossed their path and nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Cysgu," Merlin whispered, eyes flashing golden.

The guard collapsed in sleep. The knights stumbled in surprise.

"Come on!" Merlin urged.

They resumed their dash. Not long after, they emerged from the dungeons only to be met by an army.

"Oh, no," Merlin sighed.

Four more chapters to go! Then, the sequel! (Which is to be called: Search for Emrys.)

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