Chapter 15: The Cave, Again

Mordred was working, as king he had many duties, but Mordred didn't mind. He had had his revenge... He won. But it was much easier then he thought. Arthur hadn't been hard to kill. Merlin was powerful, but he wasn't a danger to his plan in a cell in Camelot. That thought made Mordred smile.

"My lord?" Said a voice. Mordred turned his head to see Sir Leon pointing at something in front of them.

Mordred followed where the knight's finger was pointing, and saw, about fifty meters in front of them, two people. He recognized one, the other had their back facing them. "Merlin where have you taken me?" It was Lyra's voice he heard.

That was enough to make Mordred get of his horse and start running towards the couple. "Seize them!" The other knights followed his actions, removing their swords from their belts.

Merlin took Lyra's hand and they ran into the forest, Lyra was still trying to recover from the sudden new setting. "Merlin there" She pointed to a cave at the top of the hill. They ran inside, as far as the cave would allow. But when Lyra saw a body on floor she almost screamed. Merlin noticed and walked to her side.

"Lyra, what is-?" Merlin stared at the heap on the floor and gasped. "A-Arthur..."

Lyra could feel tears flooding down her face. and she sat on the ground, as Merlin sat next to the deceased king. "Gestepe hole! Þurhhæle." Merlin said, putting his hand on Arthur's chest.

Lyra looked up. "M-merlin? What are you d-doing?" she sobbed.

Merlin glanced at her. "Trying to cure him... If only Gaius was here..." It was then, Lyra remembered.

"Merlin. The book!" Merlin's face lit up momentarily as he took the book from inside his jacket.

"Þurhhæle dolgbenn!" Nothing happened... "Licsar ge staðol nu..." still nothing...

"Merlin...It's... it's to late..."

"No it's never to late!" Merlin flicked through the pages of his book, until he remembered: the Great Dragon, Kilgharrah had once given Merlin a spell in order to cure Morgana from her cranium wound. At first the dragon didn't want to use his magic on the Witch, but Merlin forced him with his Dragonlord powers.

Even while the young warlock was chanting the spell, he could feel Kilgharrah's opposition and had to hold the hand he had above Morgana's head... He just couldn't remember the spell... and if he called Kilgharrah... Mordred was sure to find them.

Mordred and his knight's had arrived at the entrance of the cave. And Mordred, unlike Lyra and Merlin, recognized it. He smirked.

"I'll go in alone." He told his knights, who gave him puzzled looks in which the king chose to ignore. "Go back to Camelot."

"My lord, surely-..." One said.

"Go." Mordred repeated sternly.

They did as Mordred commanded and left Mordred alone.

As he got closer and closer to the end of the cave, he heard voices. "Licsar ge staðol nu..." Mordred's smirk vanished. They had found Arthur's body! Merlin was trying to cure him. "Merlin...It's... it's to late..." Lyra's voice was trembling.

"No it's never to late!" Mordred looked around the rock he was hiding behind and watched as Merlin put his hand over Arthur's head.

Mordred knew which spell he was going to use, and knew that it would work, so he made his presence known.

"Well, well... What do we have here?" Lyra's heart jumped happily at the sound of Mordred's voice. That frightened her.

She looked around and saw Mordred grinning at her. "Ic þé wiþdrífe!" Merlin was thrown against the wall and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Merlin!" Lyra screamed, running to her friend.

Mordred walked towards her and roughly pulled her of. "Merlin!" She reapeted.

"Look at me!" Mordred was irradiated when Lyra struggled against him trying to get to Merlin and he pushed her against the wall of the cave.

"Look at me..." He cooed, as he held her chin and made her look him in the eyes.

"Please. Let us go... We'll never return to Camelot! Please!" Lyra pleaded as she looked into his cold eyes which made her want to kiss him. But it was also the last thing she wanted to do... She felt so lost.

"Let you go?" Lyra nodded slightly. "You are to be my wife! My Queen! I will keep you in Camelot till the day you die!" He said harshly, his grip getting tighter.

He took her out of the cave, forgetting about Merlin and they headed ack to Camelot. Lyra was only happy that Merlin wasn't dead... Yet

Hope you enjoyed! :D I'm so sorry I didn't update sooner! But It's almost the holidays! I'll be updating faster! I promise!

Merry Christmas everyone! ;D