Ah, yes, we leave you at a short, unimportant chapter. This is the last until the new season starts. Just thought i would randomly put this in here. That is all.

Rhian took her place behind Amice on the horse. Erus remained on a separate horse beside them. They rode from the battle away from the Servants fighting.

"How can you just let them go?" Rhian asked looking back at the battlefield. The battle was already far in. It looked gruesome.

"Because you are the future Rhian. It is that simple," Amice said sternly. Amice looked ahead of her purposely not looking back. If she looked back then she would not be going to the mountains; she would be going to fight with Artemis.

"It isn't that simple! I wish to fight! I am my mother's and father's daughter! War is in my blood!" Rhian yelled.

"You also know that we cannot let you!" Erus snapped back. "You are not meant to be here!"

"That is not true, and you know it! I am here to bring her hope! To bring my mother hope, to bring Artemis hope!" Rhian argued.

"Then it is true?" Amice asked. "Artemis and Arthur end up together at last?"

"Yes," Rhian said. "Now let me do what I am meant to!"

"No," Erus said. They rode hard to the mountains. Amice used her magic to keep Rhian were she was. She was struggling against it.

When they finally reach the mountains, the Masters blocked their way. Erus frowned. She sighed. "I hate these wicked people," she muttered before her eyes glowed gold, and they were all blasted off their feet.

"A little subtle, don't you think?" Amice asked getting off her horse. Amice grabbed Rhian and pulled her off her horse, but Rhian ran back toward the battlefield, but as she started to run a pain in her chest caused her to topple over.

"Mother," she breathed shakily clutching her chest.

"She must get back, now!" Erus said. They helped her and reached the mirror. Beyond the mirror an image of a bright golden lit cave showed. It was highly decorated.

"Go," Amice commanded. Rhian, having no other option, stepped through. She collapsed to her knees when she was finally through. The pain in her chest subsided. Rhian stood.

"Rhian!" a voice called. "There you are! We've been looking for you for weeks!" A brown haired boy with blue eyes stood there. He was tall with a soldiers build. He was about ten years older than Rhian. "Aunt Artemis is flipping out, and Arthur is in a fury! The knights are searching for you everywhere!" he replied.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch, Kael," she told him rolling her eyes. "I'll go back to Camelot immediately. Where's Ava?" she asked.

"Mother is with Artemis trying to calm her," Kael informed her. "She's a nervous wreck."

"And my eldest sister, Ginevra? Where is she?"

"I don't know."

"You should keep better track of your fiancé, Kael," she told him.

"Stop lecturing me you unruly harlot."

"You know, Father will never give you permission to marry Ginny if you don't be nice to all her siblings."

"What do you want, Rhian?"

"I need to get back to Camelot fast."

"Fine. You can take my horse."

"Excellent," she replied walking off.

"Manipulative little brat," he muttered.

"I take after my mother!" she called. Rhian reached the stables. A black horse stood there. Rhian mounted him. "Come on Phillip," she said patting the horse. Rhian rode off to Camelot.

When she reached Camelot, a guard ran into to tell the Queen. The Queen stood pacing back and forth in front of the throne. She wore a thin blue dress. One that looked to be comfortable and finely made. Her husband, the King, sat there looking at her warily. He looked tired.

"M'lady," a knight said entering.

"What?" she snapped.

"Princess Rhian is here. She just arrived."

"Send her to me," she replied. The knight left.

"Artemis, take it easy. I'm upset too, but… remember who Rhian is. She is your daughter."

"I know that, Arthur!" Artemis snapped.

"No, I mean… she truly is your daughter. Who do you think she gets her rebellion from?"

"Arthur," she muttered.

"Artemis," he replied coolly.

"I know," she finally admitted. The doors opened, and Rhian stepped in. Artemis crossed her arms. They stared at each other. Rhain closed the gap and threw her arms around her mother. Artemis had a look of surprise on her face.

"I'm sorry mother," Rhian whispered into Artemis's shoulder. "I'm sorry for saying all those things. I'm sorry for running away."

"Hm… you're still in trouble," she said quietly.

"I know."

"What happened, Rhian?"

"I fell into the mirror," she replied quietly. Artemis looked to Arthur. He laughed. Rhian looked at him.

"You… knew I would?" she asked.

"Of course. I remember when your mother let it slip that you were my daughter. That was interesting," Arthur replied. Artemis laughed.

"You were so annoyed with me," Artemis told Arthur.

"Why didn't you tell me about everything? You made everything out to be perfect. You never told me about the troubles you two had trying to get together or about the Servants or anything. Why?"

"It was so long ago, Rhian. I moved on passed that time. I never told your sisters or brothers either. That was a different time, a different place it seems." Rhian laughed.

"I know. Father didn't even know about Uncle Merlin's magic," she said with a grin. Arthur shook his head. Artemis laughed.

"You know I'm not allowing you to step out of the castle for oh let's say two weeks," Arthur said. Rhian sighed. She nodded.

"I know, Father."

"Good. Go tell your siblings. They're worried."

"Yes, Father," she said going to run off. Artemis sighed and looked at after her.

"You are worried about her," Arthur told Artemis. Artemis nodded.

"I will always be worried about Rhian. Out of all our children, she is the most like me." Arthur laughed. "It's not funny Arthur. I was so reckless."

"But I loved you for it," he said finally standing from his throne. "I still love you for it. You're still reckless," he said putting his arms around her waist.

"I am not."

"Need I remind you what you did when you discovered that Rhian was missing?" Arthur asked her.

"No," she told him.

"You nearly killed me with that stunt. I swear you'll be the death of me, Artemis," he muttered putting his forehead gently on hers and looking down at her. She smiled up at him.

"It wouldn't be the first time I nearly got you killed," she told him slyly.

"It's about every other day," he told her matter-of-factly. Artemis laughed as she pulled away from him.

"Where are you going?" he asked pulling her back to him.

"In case you forgot, which you always seem to when matters come to Jack, Jack and I are riding out to the river."

"River? That seems unimportant. Plus you know I dislike him."

"Arthur, he's married to Amice."

"And? So are you and yet he's always taking you from me?" She tried to pull herself away, but he pulled her back.

"What's at the river that is more important than me?" he whispered in her ear.

"If you recall Abigail is ill, and Jack requires help collecting ingredients for a potion," she told him as she pulled away again. She kissed him quickly. "And most things are more important than you," she teased as she walked away. Arthur laughed.