This chapter took a turn to somthing i diddnt plan for. I dont know if i like it yet but decided to keep it. I apoligise for any errors in spelling or gramer. Please review :)
"I want him found" Morgana screamed into dungeon like room. The three men facing her jumped. Morgana stalked to the large black thro
ne in the center of the room. Along the walls stood mostly empty cells. There were only two that had occupants who were cowering at the sight of her.
"My lady" one of the braver men asked? Morgana whipped her head at him. The madness in her eyes was far more than they had ever seen. "I have been betrayed" She hissed her voice dark and filled with power. "Emrys has taken the last one I cared for. He shall pay." The man bowed and backed away. "Emrys is within the walls of Camelot." The men shared a look at each other. "I want him found and brought to me."
"My Lady what is your plan" the same man asked. They all wore dark tattered robes as if they had been wearing them since before the purge.
"I will find him and pull him to me."
"Yes my lady but how do you plan on doing this." The man said quietly. He let out an agonizing scream that bounced off the walls. The echo sounded even after he had fallen silent. His body was still but his chest still moved.
"Graymon, I need you to find me something." A second man rushed before her and bowed. Now that he stood more in the light it could be seen that his cloak was a dark green faded to a black-green. There were blue symbols hidden in the folds. They once would have sparkled with golden and blue color but today they were faded to the point of unrecognition.
"What is it you wish for my lady?" He asked in a voice more confident than he felt.
"I need a fremm" She growled. Both conscious men froze.
"A fremm, my lady?" Graymon stuttered. Morgana nodded. "I will find one" He said.
"I need it before the next sunrise." She hissed.
"But my lady" The man exclaimed. "They are legend. There are only a handful that remain and can only be found in the northern mountains. Even with magic it would take me days to reach the top. Even then they hide in the dark caverns. There are thousands of endless tunnels. Please my lady I need more time." He expected pain to come but there was none.
"I shall not kill you today" Morgana said darkly. "Simply because you are most qualified for this mission." She grabbed a small bundle from one of her pockets and tossed it at the man. "This amulet contains the venom of a fremm. It will lead you to their domain." The man nodded.
"I will leave immediately" he hurried. "I will be back by your appointed time. Then he rushed out of the room, scared to face her wrath. He had no idea how she came to obtain such an artifact. Even the hie priestesses of old feared the Fremm. "They were nearly wiped out hundreds of years before the purge. Thousands had died in the task. The fremm were a snakelike creature with eyes black as death. A single drop of venom on the skin of a sorcerer caused immediate death. Looking into its eyes paralyzed you. It took days to be able to move again but if you were close enough to look into its eyes you stood no chance.
Back in the dark chamber Morgana summoned the last man forward. "You shall go to Camelot. Spend the next day searching the lower town. Make yourself scarce and if you wish to live you will leave before the fremm is released.
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Merlin paced back and forth in Arthur's chambers. He couldn't think straight. Everything inside him was screaming. He was being pulled in two different directions. His destiny tells him ha can't be with Mordred. If Mordred lived Arthur would die. But then there's that part of him that reminds him Mordred has only ever been loyal to Arthur. He never showed any sign of deceit. The one thing that made Merlin truly doubt him was his close relationship to Morgana. But now that was gone. The chances that this was a trick were slim to none.
How would he even kill Arthur now that he was blind? Even with his Magic he couldn't see. Merlin sighed. He's always found Mordred cute. He had that beautiful black air and piercing blue eyes. His skin seamed to glow in the sunlight and his smile was breathtaking. But that was all gone now, except for the smile.
"Merlin" Arthur sighed walking into the room. "What are you doing?" He sounded exasperated.
"Room's clean, stables mucked out, armor polished and put away, Clothes clean and your speech for next week is written." He said gesturing absentmindedly with his hands. Arthur looked surprised. It was just past noon. How did Merlin finish this fast? He didn't know how the majority of it was done by magic.
"You shouldn't be getting other servants to do your work" Arthur grumbled.
"I did it myself" Merlin shot back, pacing even faster.
"Calm down Merlin" Arthur ordered grabbing Merlin by the shoulder. The fire in the fireplace reared up, shooting sparks across the room. Arthur jumped in surprise. The warlock cursed himself. His magic was unstable. He was too emotional. "Is this about Mordred" Arthur sighed, turning his attention back to the boy. Merlin paused before moving again. He gave no answer. "I thought you hated him" Arthur said.
"Hate is a strong word Arthur" Merlin mumbled.
"But you dislike him."
"Yes" Merlin nodded. But he didn't know if that was true anymore.
"Is this about Morgana?" Arthur asked. "I understand if you're scared. She got close enough to harm a knight but I promise she will not enter the walls."
"She has before" Merlin shot back. Arthur flinched back. He'd hit a soft spot. Arthur was shocked Merlin would use that. It was true but it still hurt. It made him feel unadiquit as a ruler.
"Are you going to just pace the entire day?" Arthur asked. Merlin frowned and stopped. But Arthur could see the twitching in the man's fingers and legs. "Wait didn't I tell you to stay with Mordred?"
"He's sleeping. Gaius gave him something. He'll be asleep till night. He told me to help you. I guess he didn't like the idea of me pacing Gaius's quarters." It was true in a way. Mordred knew Merlin was going through a lot. When he found out he'd be asleep he didn't want Merlin to sit and do nothing. He needed to stay active doing something. If not he was bound to explode and with how strong his magic was Mordred feared for the castle.
"Then I suggest you find something else to do because you can't stay here" Arthur told him. "I won't have you distracting with your annoying tendencies." Merlin left the room immediately. When the door closed Arthur sighed. He'd wanted to talk to Merlin. He needed to know what he thought about Morgana being so close. He'd never admit it but the boy always seemed to know what was going on. He was smarter than he looked but that wasn't much of a feat. He'd planned on going to Gaius's rooms and speak to him but now he that he saw Merlin he knew he couldn't. Something was going on with him. He was more stressed than Arthur had seen him in years. He couldn't unload his baggage onto him.
Arthur really did wish he could help but he wasn't good with feelings. Surprisingly his answer came walking through his doors at that moment. "Gwen" He smiled, walking to her to embrace.
"Arthur is everything alright." She asked. She knew him better than anyone else besides Merlin and could pick out his emotions even hid so far beneath his kingly mask.
"I have a lot on my mind" He said releasing her from their embrace.
"Morgana?" She asked, already knowing the answer. Arthur nodded.
"But I don't wish to speak about it now." He told her taking her hand. She rose an eyebrow at him. "I actually have a favor to ask." Gwen looked surprised and worried. "There is something going on with Merlin. I want you to go talk to him, try and help."
"That's not a normal request" she said. Arthur nodded again.
"I haven't seen him this nerves in years. I wish I could help but…" He trailed off.
"You're not good with girly emotions" Gwen finished. They both chuckled.
"Yes" Arthur said.
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Merlin finally broke. He needed to talk to someone but the only people to talk to were bias. Gaius wanted him to give Mordred a chance and the great Dragon never wavered on his view on Mordred. In the end he decided a good argument would help him calm down. So he mounted his horse, glancing around to make sure no one was there and took off. He took a lesser known entrance to the city so he wouldn't be seen.
Gwen watched him go with a worried look. She needed to get him back. The woods were dangerous. The smart thing would to go to one of the nights but by the time she found someone Merlin would be too far into the woods. Very few of the knights would be willing to track Merlin. So she as well took off on her own horse. She could see the shape of Merlin's horse far off on the path but she should be able to catch up. She kicked her house and it moved to a gallop. She was thankful she'd worn her least poufy dress. It made riding much easier. She doubted she could go a kilometer with one of her "Queen Dresses" on. Her steed was fast but Merlin's was just as quick. For a moment she wondered where he would be going this fast. He couldn't just be escaping the castle. He wasn't wandering but rushing to a location.
Ten minutes later she found Merlin's horse tied to a tree. She glanced around. "Where'd you go" She whispered. There air felt thick. There was a sense of foreboding everywhere. Maybe she shouldn't have come. But now it was too late so she began to walk. A few paces into the tree's she spotted a clearing. As she got closer it was obvious Merlin was in the center. She stopped at tree line. What was he doing just standing there?
Merlin took three more deep breaths. He could turn back now. Maybe facing the great dragon was not such a good idea. He was acting impulsive. His wild magic proved that. But he needed to talk and there was no one else. Raising his head to the sky he shouted in the tongue of his Kin. Gwen backed up in shock as Merlin belted an almost animistic sound. She watched as Merlin fell silent once more. He just stood there, completely still. This was getting odd. She knew her friend was a bit of an oddball but only someone off their rocker would scream at the sky in the middle of a forest. Her thought was cast off though when a Dragon too familiar for her liking landed in the forest in front of Merlin. She went to shout but stopped. Merlin wasn't running. What the heck was he doing.
"What is your need young warlock?" The dragon asked with a booming voice. His scales shined in the light, casting glimmering reflections on the trees and grass. "It must be urgent for you to have risked calling me in the daylight."
Merlin sighed and shifted nervously. He ran a shaking hand through his hair and looked up at the Dragon. "Morgana has attacked one of the knights of Camelot" Merlin told him, standing tall, with his back straight. He tried to put as much authority into his voice as he could. The dragon seemed surprised but not shocked.
"But what is so urgent for you to call at this time of day?"
"She attacked Mordred" He said, his eye's not wavering from the dragons. Gwen shock and fear turned to confusion. The beast looked more surprised than he should. What was so special about Mordred?
"Did he survive?" he asked, urgency in his tone.
"I save him" Merlin shouted. "He would have died if I hadn't healed him. Grew let out a muffled scream as the dragon threw his head to the sky in a loud roar.
"You saved the druid" He growled. "You have made this mistake too many times Merlin. You did not head my warning about morgana and I was proven right. I warned you many years ago the druid boy must die for Arthur you're destiny to be achieved. This is an outrage!"
"He's not the kind of person you think he is" Merlin growled, his voice taking on a dragon like quality. The dragon lord in him barred his fangs ready for a fight. The dragon stilled, a look passing in his eyes.
"Do you have feelings for the boy?" He asked. Merlin fell silent. "Do not let your feelings blind you young warlock. Mordred shall be the death of Arthur. You yourself saw the future.
"But that future can never come!" Merlin shouted. "The Mordred I saw was not the blind deformed one that now lays in Gaius's quarters. The dragon gave Merlin a long look.
"I will not condone what you have done Merlin but you must know all that follows will be of your doing." The best rose to its full height and flapped his wings. He took to the skies not looking back.
Mordred screamed and three of the trees burst into flames. "The first time he doesn't speak in riddles and he says this" He growled. He glared at the ground witch exploded into dust. Sighing he ran his fingers through his hair. It had helped. It really had. His magic was receding allowing him to think clearer. With a wave of his hand everything repaired itself. He glanced to in the direction of his horse thinking how his life was going to be even more complicated than before.