A/N - Sorry that I haven't updated in a while, I've been super super busy! Anyway, I'm really happy with how this story is playing out. :) Expect lots of moral dilemma and drama in the next few chapters. :D

Arthur pulled his hand angrily through his light-colored hair, not wanting to believe the words he was hearing,

"Are you certain he was helping her, Gwaine?" the knight gave a solemn nod,

"I didn't want to believe it either..." The young king slammed his fist down on the table in a fit of rage,

"How could he do this? How could he betray his kingdom, everything he's ever known and loved for some sorceress?" Arthur gritted his teeth to keep back the spiteful words that threatened to spill from his mouth. It hurt him to see such a good friend turn his back on Camelot, especially since Leon had always seemed so loyal. He wondered how long the knight had been in league with the seer, had they met before her recent visit to the city? So many questions swirled through the King's mind, the only thing he was certain of now was Leon had most definitely been the one to help the witch escape from the dungeons.

Leon marched bravely through the courtyard, not quite knowing what to expect when his presence became known to the king. He clambered up the stone steps silently, wondering why he had even bothered coming back. The hallways seemed to stretch on forever as he made his way to the council chambers, each step he took grew heavier and heavier until it began to feel like he was carrying the weight of the whole kingdom with him. Then, before he knew it, he stood before the two council room doors. The knight noted that the two towering doors had never seemed quite so intimidating as they did at this very moment. Taking in a deep breath, he put his hands out in front of him and made his way into the room. The six pairs of eyes that met his gaze did nothing to ease his nerves, and the expressions of pain, hurt, anger, confusion, and concern only added to his discomfort. For what seemed like an eternity, no one spoke, everything seemed frozen in place until the sound of Arthur's voice penetrated the silence.

"Arrest him." No one moved. "Are you deaf? I said arrest him!" Elyan and Percival rushed from their places and escorted their friend to the dungeons, not wanting to end up taking a trip to the miserable prison cells themselves.

"Arthur!" Gwen pleaded. "You know this isn't right, don't do this to him!"

"Well, what do you suggest I do, Guinevere?" the king shouted with a bit more force than he'd expected.

"I know you're hurt, we all are, but this isn't right. Leon is your friend as well as mine, we can't just lock him up with giving him a chance." Arthur let out a defeated sigh, he knew Gwen was right, but how could he forgive Leon for his betrayal? How could he ever begin to trust the knight again?

Leon remained silent as his friends dragged him down to the dungeons, keeping his head down to avoid eye contact with them.

"Why did you do it, Leon?" Percival finally spoke up. "Why did you help her?"

"I couldn't just stand by and watch an innocent woman die." Leon said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"An innocent woman?" Elyan scoffed. "She attempted to kill the king!" Leon shot the dark skinned knight an angry glare,

"She saved him, Elyan! He would be dead if it wasn't for her!"

"That's not what Gwaine said." Elyan snapped back.

"Well, Gwaine was wrong!"

"Maybe you're right, Leon." Percival said softly, trying to calm his friend. "But even if she was just trying to help, she was still using magi-"

"So your saying that using magic to save a life is wrong?" Leon challenged. The other two men grew quiet, not quite knowing what to say.

"I know that the law says magic is evil, but Isabelle has shown me that it can be used for good as well. The knight paused briefly before continuing. "Lock me up if you want but leave her be, she has done no wrong." The slam of the cell door was the only reply that Leon got, he slumped against the wall in defeat, closed his eyes and said a silent prayer for Isabelle's protection.

The council chambers were unusually quite as Elyan and Percival made their entrance. Gwen gave the two a soft smile but neither Gwaine nor Arthur seemed to notice them.

"Sire?" Percival spoke up after several moments. No response. "Sire?" Nothing. "My lord?" he tried again. Finally the king looked up,

"Yes, Percival?"

"Apparently, sire, Isabelle, the sorceress wasn't trying to kill you." Arthur's brow wrinkled in confusion,

"Well what was she doing then?"

"Well, according to Leon she was trying to... save you." The King's eyes widened in surprise, that couldn't be right, could it? Why would a witch try to help him? All his life he had been taught that no good could come from magic, to hate it's very existence. If this woman had been trying to save him, he needed to know why.

"Prepare the horses." he announced. "We're going to find this, Isabelle."

A/N - Hope all you lovely FF readers enjoyed this chap! Reviews are always appreciated so feel free to leave one. Thanks for reading! :)