Author's Note: Yeah, I know quite a few of these chapters have been pretty slow so far and not much has been happening but I'm building up to something… honestly! In fact it might be in the next chapter, hang on I'll go check… Yep, so stay tuned!

Well, as I said, not much action but yet more POVs (OK most of you are probably getting fed up of POVs but bear with me!) in this chapter.

Hope you like and review if you want but I get that most of you will be skipping the reviews and just waiting for some action chapters!

Disclaimer: I still do not own any characters of the BBC's TV programme Merlin (wish I did!) but any added characters and plotlines were completely my genius! All mistakes and splelnig errrors are also my own, which are not so genius…

Chapter Thirty Two

Afraid

Tiredly, Leon knocked on the door. Arthur immediately called for them to come in.

"Yes? Did you find him?" Arthur sounded like he already knew the answer but didn't want to believe it. Leon pressed his lips together and shook his head sombrely. Arthur sighed, turned and walked back towards the window. "At least we've still got the girl Sire. We will make sure she doesn't escape. We will add extra security outside her cell," Leon said confidently. Arthur stopped in his tracks and breathed in sharply. "Sire?"

"That… that won't be necessary. You are dismissed."

"B-but Sire…?" Lancelot and Leon looked suspiciously at each other.

"You are dismissed!"

"V-very well Sire." They both hurriedly left, confused glances shooting between them.

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Arthur gazed down at the city. There wasn't a single citizen still roaming the streets, they had all disappeared after the drama without a trace, not wanting to get involved. Arthur couldn't exactly blame them. After that execution, the one thing he would have loved to do was to just melt into the ground and become invisible.

Suddenly, There was a subtle movement down above the houses. It looked like a piece of cloth flapping in the wind. Arthur leaned further forward to look closer at where the movement had come from. He drew back as soon as he saw what it was. Or who it was. The black hooded cloak fluttering in the wind was familiar enough for him to recognise who it was. The hood was directed straight up at him, staring him out. The moon stood behind him glaringly. Arthur stepped back into his chamber, looking away from the glower of the figure. He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. Arthur waited a second to breathe then built up the courage to take one more glance. Arthur stepped back to the window and looked to the place where the figure had just been. There was just an empty rooftop, no sign of a flapping cloak or a staring hood. Had he even been there in the first place? Was it just his eyes playing tricks on his in the moonlight? Maybe. But all that he knew now was Emrys had gone.

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Emrys had just had to have one more look at Arthur before the morning. He wanted to let him know that this wasn't over. He would fight to get Ceira back. He couldn't just leave her. No, he wanted to watch Arthur squirm. And squirm he had. He had looked truly terrified.

Emrys jumped softly down into the street so that he could watch Arthur's window from in amongst the shadows. There was a moment then Arthur's anxious face loomed back up hesitantly to the window. When he saw that Emrys was no longer stood up on the rooftop, a little of the colour that had drained from his face returned. He drew the curtains and the light went out shortly after. Emrys was very doubtful that Arthur would get much sleep tonight.

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Brand New LBB (Little Blue Button) Feature!: OK, this is just a trial! So feel free to tell me if you don't like it!

Bluey stepped over the green verge and emerged from the out skirting trees of the Darkling woods. The sky was bluer than his own letters and the little house roofs that lay ahead were like jagged peaks on a mountain. Then Bluey's eyes slid to the most beautiful thing gracing the horizon. The golden sun illuminated the pearly walls of the castle perfectly, the red flags waving gently in the breeze, showing off the golden dragon emblem for all to see. Bluey gazed in awe. He had made it. He had reached Camelot.

Wadya think? Bit cheesy, yes. Bit sketchy, yes. Will it get better, hopefully J

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