Chapter 8

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Sorry its so short, but there's a little bit of Merlin/Alyssa fluff for you!:)

Mordred was so tired. He was worn out from training with the knights already. And then this morning he had been taken to the training grounds to train with King Arthur himself. He had gotten his butt kicked and he needed a nap. He'd been happy to finally receive the sleeping draught from Gaius, but that girl had just exhausted him even more.

Who the heck was she? Why the heck did she think she knew him? The girl hadn't even told him her name! She had just gone on and on about promises. But he wasn't going to deal with that right now. Right now, he was going to get some rest. He'd already taken the potion and now all he had to do was lay down and go to sleep. He pushed his back up against the wall, imagining that his back was to his mother's.

Alyssa knew she needed to fly back to the castle before Merlin and Gaius sent out search parties for her, but she just couldn't do it. The black feathers of Alyssa's wings were ruffling in the wind caused by her flight. She felt free and safe and perfectly content with where she was right now. She didn't want to have to face the chance of seeing her brother right now, or the fact that he didn't remember her. She didn't want to keep hiding the truth from people. She wanted to be herself and feel perfect.

But Alyssa really did need to go back. She needed the sleep and frankly, she needed the normality of life right now.

Alyssa landed at the edge of the woods out side of Camelot's walls and peeked around the trees to see if the gates were open. They weren't and the knights were already doing rounds to enforce curfew. Alyssa couldn't see a way over without being spotted or shot by the archers. Looks like it was time for some advanced magic.

Alyssa pictured the small room that belonged to Merlin clearly in her mind and slowly reigned in her magic. She spoke the spell with the power and magic it required.

"Ianuae magicae."

She closed her now silver eyes and felt a tug pull on her gut. When the force was gone, she opened her eyes to a very surprised Merlin. He was sprawled out in the floor, almost as if she had scared him. The expression on his face was priceless. His eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open. Alyssa laughed out loud.

"What the heck was that?"

"You mean, you don't know how to do that? It's a very simple spell. I could teach you, if you want." She reached down and grabbed his hand, hauling him up from the floor. His eyes were still rather larger than usual, but at least he had closed his mouth.

"That would be fun," he flashed a goofy smile and her, and Alyssa couldn't help but smile back at him. "Maybe I wont have to run all over the castle for Arthur anymore if I figure that one out."

Alyssa looked down and suddenly realized she was still holding his hand, and he didn't seem to realize it either. She felt her cheeks go bright red.

"Um, Merlin, Can I have my hand back now?"

He blushed and quickly released her hand. Both were now standing there quite awkwardly. Alyssa spoke first.

"Uh, I should probably get to bed. I'm supposed to start working as Gwen's maidservant tomorrow and I wouldn't want to be asleep on my first day."

"You're right and I should get ready for another day working for king prat." This pulled another giggle from Alyssa and Merlin grinned again. His smile, though quite goofy, seemed to always make her happier.

"Good night Merlin," she smiled at him again and walked to the door.

"Good night, Alyssa."

Translations:

Ianuae magicae- teleport