A/N: Hello everyone. I'm just going to say this if it isn't clear from the story, but this chapter is placed in medieval times. I just wanted to try something else for this chapter and I might even do sequel if people like it, even so I am not that happy about the outcome, but I hope you guys still enjoy. Please tell me what you think.

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Merlin ran, his hand tightly around the girl's as he dragged her with him. He could hear the people yell behind him and as he turned around he could see them waving their pitchforks at them, their eyes filled with lust for blood, as if they were monsters...

But they were monsters, at least in those people's eyes. Being persecuted because they have magic, because they were born.

'This way.' He hissed to her as they ran towards the forest, he knew that the villagers wouldn't dare follow them there.

'But that's where the monsters live.' She answered in a small voice as she looked with begging eyes at him.

The warlock looked at her. He would like to tell her that they were the wicked monsters everyone feared, but she was already so scared. 'It will be fine, I promise.'

'But...'

Merlin didn't answer and they ran into the woods. It were several miles before he stopped, causing the girl to bump into him. 'I think we will be save here.' With that said he turned to her, looking deep in her perfect eyes. '... Do you understand what has happened?'

Tears appeared in her eyes as she thought back at the events that had happened just hours ago. The villagers had dragged her out of her house, belittled and hurt her before she was sentenced to death... All because she was a witch... A woman that only wanted to help her village.

'I...'

He sighed as he looked at her, in one day she had lost everything, not that it was the first time it had happened to her. The raven gentle took her hand in his, pulling her down so both sat on the forest floor. 'You understand that you can never go back, right?'

She gave him a quick nod before desperate eyes looked at him. 'Th-they said that magic was evil, but you saved me, way?... Because I'm like you?'

'No... I saved you because you didn't deserve to die, you have a pure heart.'

She gapped a moment at him. 'What's your name?'

'Merlin.'

She tilted her head slightly to the side as she narrowed her eyes. 'H-have we met before?'

The warlock smiled at her. 'Not in this life.'

'In another one then?'

He blinked at her, she was the first one to ask him that question, the first one to realise what was going on. 'Still as smart as ever.' He whispered to her and her face lit up. 'Yes, we indeed have... a long time ago.'

The young woman leaned closer to him. 'Did we love each other?'

Merlin gapped at her. '... Yes.' He looked away from her. 'But we didn't had much time together back then.'

She took his chin in her hand. 'I may not know what has happened back then, but I know what I now feel. Even when we have just barely met.' She tilted his head upwards, starring deep in his blue eyes. But as she looked at him something in her eyes changed... as if she understood. She blinked for a moment before a soft smile was spread over her lips. 'This time let me save you from a broken heart.' It was a mere whisper before she kissed him. Merlin's eyes widened in shock, but eventually he gave in as old memories spread through his mind.

Tears ran over his cheeks as he looked at her. 'Freya... my Freya...'