Arthur pov.
After some time pass the Knights came running in. Gwen came walking. I did not look them in the eye. " I want a surch party with a round table knight with them. Bring Merlin back...dead are alive. I don't want his body hurt. "
" You think he is alive" my dear wife asked me.
" I ...I can hope right ? " no one said anything for a second. " if you need me I will be in my chambers Gwen go see the court physic. I want to make sure you are alright. " and I walked off.
When I got to my chambers my door was ajared. I slowly walked in. Sword ready to defend myself. As I slowly push the door open I saw figure dressed in black rodes of the Noble Court. He had a metal dangling from his neck and his black hair fell passed his shoulders. He looked as if the man has never been fed or even sheltered. He look like a sack of bones but even in the all this I knew who the man was. I knew the acts he did for me. I knew the very being he was. He was my best only friend. He was a man back from the dead. His name was a religious practice. He was a savior and A salvation his name lived beyond the grave. His name is Merlin.
" Arthur" merlin Chris croaked it was sad it was a voice of the man that has seen way too much in his life. A man gone through more than that meets the eye and then given everything for me.
I stood there I couldn't move it just filled to unreal he was alive. The druid religion was true. The legends, their faith. I hear him say my name again then and only then that I realize I had been staring at him I called the guards and tell them to bring the court physician . After the guard left I turned to him and I run to embrace him the like he long-lost friend that he was. A friend that I let give everything for me even his life. I felt his scrawny arms wrap around me his shoulder started to shake and I knew he was crying. I wanted to ask him what was wrong? What has him so many tears. I even wanted to joke maybe just a little maybe even say why he's being like a girl but I didn't I just held him.
" it was a nightmare. The worst possible nightmare. Everything I did wrong and every good I did was changed and became wrong. How am I here? Why am I here. Have i not gave. Done enough." The man was in hysterical's we cannot stop crying and I was it going to make him I just held him and told him that he was home and everything's going to be better soon. I heard the door open Giouse entered he held his medicine bag on his shoulder . I could see his old wrinkled eyes turn to wide sage eyes.
"Merlin" his voice was just above a whisper but it was up enough to be heard across the room even over the sobs of my friend it was clear the court physician was just as shock as me. His voice was just above a whisper but it was up enough to be heard across the rooms and over the sobs of my friend. I told him to look over Merlin, and he did with gentle touches. He told me to send for food, for broth and water that Merlin needed it dearly. I had more clothes sent up for him I couldn't let him sit in his clothes he was buried in.
I could not bring myself to tell the Knights of the Roundtable. Not just yet a part of me, the selfish arrogant part of me wanted him to myself for just the night, so that way I can know that he's alive. I can talk to him without them. Merlin eventually fell sleep. I let him sleep on my bed I had a cot brought in for me to sleep on. My dear friend the court physician try to get me to go to another Chambers saying that the cot was not good for my back.