Short Chapter, just to leave you guys with a cliff hanger.
Every home they had come across, scattered throughout the woods were either abandoned, or the person dwelling there was not Morgana. Arthur apologized to them before they moved on; They were all very aware it wouldn't be easy to find her, it was strange she was spotted so close to the walls of Camelot.
"Arthur.." Merlin began carefully, "Are you sure this wasn't a set up?" The king halted his horse, turning around looking in the sorcerer's eyes with a hard look on his face, though hidden in his eyes, he looked hurt.
"Now you are questioning me?" Arthur asked, his voice low, remaining calm.
"No, I am not questioning you. I am questioning who ever told you about Morgana." Merlin's statement lightened Arthur's look a little. "Think about it. Why would Morgana hide this close to Camelot, knowing that she faces the death sentence for what she has done?" Arthur's brow furrowed pondering on what Merlin was telling him. "Morgana wouldn't do that, she is too smart. Not unless..."
"Not unless I was planning for you to come looking for me." The cold voice belonging to Morgana came from behind the group, instantly causing them all to turn their horses about, before Merlin could even use his magic, Morgana raised her hands towards him, eyes flashing yellow and he was thrown from his horse.
"Merlin!" Arthur and Gwaine had both shouted his name as he fell to the ground, slamming his head against the ground harshly, knocking him into unconsciousness...
To be continued...