BE PROTECTIVE (MERLIN)
He looks down the hill at the Saxons and resists the urge to run. It is his destiny to protect his king. It's really not just the King now but the Queen as well. He is the one that will help Arthur build a new world, Albion. They have much work to do before it's all over. Please let it not be over today.
The jangling and shuffling of the Knights is bringing his nerves on edge. Whatever happens today it will not be forgotten. He looks down at the sword in his hand and flexes his fingers to get a better grip. His palms are sweaty. The new chainmail Gwen insisted he wear is heavy on his shoulders. It smells of polish. He hates that smell.
He watches the King and Queen out of the corner of his eye. Hand in hand they stand together. He worries for them both. It is his job. He isn't sure that she should even be here. He remembers the fight they had when she told him she was coming.
He sees Gwen glance at him. She looks as frightened as he feels. He knew Arthur could see it too.
The King and Queen share a few whispers and Arthur pulls his sword. The scraping noise it makes brings his nerves over the edge. Arthur makes eye contact with him. He nods in response to Arthur unasked question. He is as ready as he will get.
That's it then they are all going to die, he thinks. Maybe.
He watches them share a last kiss. He grips his sword again. It feels odd in his hand. It's not the only weapon he has.
He hears the battle cry but doesn't repeat it. He rushes down the hillside and meets the enemy. He extends his hand and uses his magic to fell the first one and his sword to fell the next. He uses his magic more than his sword but he fells many. He saves Arthur from attackers more than a few times as he keeps from being killed himself.
The battle is bloody and grisly. Bodies and blood fly everywhere.
The field grows silent. He doesn't see Gwen or the Knights. He wonders if he will ever see them again.
"GUINEVERE!" Arthur shouts.
He sees Gwen running over bodies to Arthur. She runs into Arthur's chest making him step back. They share a more than passionate kiss as the knights come up behind Arthur. He looks at each Knight as they approach. He hears Arthur laugh.
He looks at his friends … no … his family and smiles.