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Chapter 8
With a basket full of unusual substances and his pockets now a lot lighter, Merlin began to stroll back towards Morgana and Gaius' house. He had been surprised yet pleased to find out how many people knew his uncle, but it filled him with happy satisfaction to know his uncle was well cared for in the years since he had last seen Merlin. As the sorrel coloured leaves drifted along the path from the trees that overshadowed it, Merlin smiled, before deciding to sit by them for a few moments. There appeared to be no one else around, and Merlin breathed in a large breath as a crisp cool breeze sent goose bumps across his skin. He marvelled at the birds that flew around him in an acrobatic feat, simply enjoying the tranquillity that surrounded him.
Suddenly, a man appeared from around the corner. He was middle aged, with long dark hair, tanned and scarred skin and an emotionless face. The man was easily taller than the lanky teenager on the bench and at least twice as wide. For some reason, Merlin's magic began to crawl beneath his skin, and he knew instantly that this man meant bad news. Merlin stood up before walking to the other side of the road and continuing his way home.
Unfortunately, the man seemed to have guessed what Merlin was trying to do and followed him across. As Merlin sped up his pace, the man turned sharply down an alleyway, leaving Merlin relieved but confused. As he continued to turn around the corner, a large hand grabbed Merlin and dragged him out of sight. Merlin was panicking, writhing and twisting desperate to break the iron grip over his mouth, and so bit into the palm, eliciting a yelp of pain and some mumbled curses, but no release.
Then, as fast as the limb was there, it had gone. Merlin turned to find the man who had been following him earlier standing behind him, and was about to ask him who he was , when the man produced a rag soaked in some form of liquid and pressed it against Merlin's mouth and nose. Merlin tried to use his magic but his mind was becoming number by the second, allowing the man to gag and tie him. His last thought before drifting into unconsciousness was "What on earth is going on?"
Cenred practically smirked at the sight of the unconscious boy before him. He personally had wanted to rough up the kid before handing him over to Morgause, however she had insisted the teenager must be in near perfect condition. Cenred picked up the young warlock with very little effort before beginning to walk towards his carriage. He was just about to place Merlin inside when a cough sounded from behind him. Cenred turned around to find an elderly man and two young women, one with chocolate coloured skin and one with ivory, glaring at him. The latter mentioned of the three began to speak,
"Who are you and what are you doing with Merlin?"
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