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Previously:

He smiled as he put the knives in their places then put the scabbard in his bag. After all. if he was going to stay up all night for two weeks, he may as well have something to do.

"So, is there anything else you're not telling us about yourself Merlin?" Gwaine asked as he and the other knights of the round table set off for their hunting expedition, "Like for example why you don't like hunting even though you have such a great skill with throwing knives?"

"No, not really. As for why I don't like hunting, I just don't think it's fair to the animals that they don't have anything to fight back with. Hunting is very unfair seeing as we give them no warning as to when we're going to attack."

"Oh stop whining Merlin, it's not unfair they're just dumb animals. Besides, it's not like there aren't any bunnies in other woods." Arthur said, still not understanding why his manservant didn't want to be away from Camelot for so long, it's not like they haven't been on longer treks than this. Arthur resolved to speak with his servant when they stopped to break camp. Not because, he was worried about the boy mind you, just because whenever Merlin got like this he was more clumsy and annoying than usual.

Merlin was on high-alert. Normally he would only pay as much attention as needed to his surroundings, but today every little noise made him jump. He was grateful for the fact that he had been trained to not react, otherwise he would have been flinching all over the place. He figured that his recent 'dreams' were the cause of his unease. Merlin sighed.

"Something the matter?" Came a voice behind him, "You seem distracted." Arthur, who was now identified as the source of the voice, rode up behind him.

"No, everything's fine, I just can't help but think that we've forgotten something back in Camelot is all."

"I told you Merlin, we didn't leave anything back in Camelot. We have everything we need for this trip, and anything we did leave will be able to wait for two weeks." Arthur said, exasperated that Merlin was still trying to get out of going on this trip, "The council can handle any political matters while we are on this hunt. Why do you want to get out of this so badly anyway?"

"I just have a bad feeling about this." Merlin said. He wasn't exactly lying though, he really did have a bad feeling about leaving Camelot when he had been having these dreams recently. He hadn't told Gaius but he had a feeling that these dreams were a sign that something was going to happen soon. Something that had to do with his past as an assassin.

"Falcon," Jackal called out.

"Yes, Master Jackal?" The assassin questioned, taking a break from his training.

"I have a new job for you. The King of Camelot is going on a long hunt with his most trusted knights. I'd like you to visit with them." Jackal said calmly.

"You actually gave in to the Lady Morgana's requests? Why?" Falcon questioned, "What did she have to offer that was better than all of the gold and treasures she promised already?"

"She agreed to help us find an old friend. It turns out that the Lady Morgana can track magical signatures."

Falcon gasped softly. "I'll be ready to leave at first light. Where will I find King Arthur?"

"In the Darkling Woods, so be on guard and watch for serkets. Also be aware that the king has some of his best knights with him, so make sure to be ready to take care of them as well. You are dismissed."

Falcon bowed and left, thinking of ways to quickly take out the king of Camelot and some of his most trusted knights. While he tried not to let his emotions get involved in his work, he was already exited at the notion that killing this one person would make it so he could see his best friend again. Rest assured, if he had anything to say about it, Arthur Pendragon's days were numbered.

Merlin couldn't believe his luck. He had been tired all day, still not used to be riding a horse for that long, a pounding headache, an empty stomach, and the first place they stop to make camp is the Lake of Avalon. The one place that had held so many bittersweet memories ever since Freya. The lake where he had originally placed the sword which he forged in the dragon's breath. The place where he had laid his most trusted friend and the love of his life. The last place he wanted to be when he was having so many dreams about the most shameful part of his past.

"You alright mate, looks like you've seen a ghost!" Gwaine said, riding up beside him.

"Fine!" Merlin said a bit too quickly, "I should probably start setting up camp now Gwaine." Merlin said, avoiding the questions that Gwaine so clearly wanted to ask.

The rest of the night was filled with Merlin dodging questions, running off to get firewood multiple times and even just plain hiding. Gwaine had been trying to corner him ever since they first got to the clearing, and it was clear that Arthur had been trying to get him alone so they could speak about something. Merlin wasn't stupid, he could tell that Arthur had noticed his over-alertness riding today and was just waiting for the right moment to speak with the boy. Merlin was sure that there was never a moment like that, and having miraculously dodged all questions thrown at him by Arthur and Gwaine, it was time to go to bed. Elyan, like always, took first watch. When he was sure that all the other knights had gone to bed, Merlin strapped the scabbard with his throwing knives over one shoulder and stealthily crept through the forest until he could throw his knives without alerting anyone. He chose a tree that looked sturdy, carved a target out with one of his knives, replacing it after, and took a few steps back. Then, with practiced ease, he pulled a knife out of his scabbard and threw it at the target, the rhythmic motion giving him the peace sleep would not.

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