Oh, that was LOT of alerts, thanks
And to answer some review from Tired; Yes, but I got some really really nasty ;) messages so I though that I should end some of my stories.
CHAPTER 17
"Lancelot?"
Lancelot smiled, but then he saw why he was there.
Merlin.
His friend.
He walked forward.
When he passed Guinevere, his hand gently wiped her face.
Light as a breath of wind.
Guinevere trembled.
Arthur stared the knight.
"How? How you are here?"
Arthur's voice was barely a whisper.
Lancelot knelt down and stretched out his hand.
Because of him. Arthur. You're right. It is not his time. Give him to me.
Lancelot saw how the king hesitated.
"Is this sorcery?"
No. I'll only pay back my debt to him. Lancelot said.
"I, killed him."
Lancelot sighed.
Yes, but we can repair this mistake. Just, let me.
And tenderly Lancelot took Merlin Arthur's lap and put him to the ground.
Merlin, my friend.
He put his hand over the wound.
You always sacrifice too much. You need to learn that you can't do everything alone. You need to start trust others. All what you have done our sakes ... All what you have done for me. Merlin. Live. Your life does not end for decades. Not like this, never like this.
The golden light that surrounds the knight ran through his hands.
Soon Merlin glowed, and his pale skin shimmers in silver.
Merlin.
Merlin, come back to us.
Merlin…