A/N: One more chapter after this one. Hint: The next one has a bit of Merthian.

It was just Merlin and Arthur now. They lead Odin and his soldiers to a dead end. Arthur made a show of spinning his sword in his hand

"No!" Odin yelled at his men. "I want to do this myself."

Merlin watched as Arthur stepped closer to Odin, who thrust his sword into the battle first. Arthur quickly blocked it and continued to get the upper hand in the fight. He quickly disarmed the older king and held his sword at the man throat. This where it had to end. "Arthur! Stop. Think about what you're doing. What good will this achieve? How many times have you talked about uniting this land? Will killing this man make that dream any closer?"

Arthur listened then said, "He is right. This is no answer."

"Finish it," Odin demanded. "Finish it and be done."

"And what then?" Arthur questioned. "Your people will seek their revenge. A war without an end."

"There is no other way," Odin stated.

"There is another way," Arthur counter-argued. "In return for your life, you must restore Rodor to the throne of Nemeth."

"Even if I agreed it solves nothing," Odin protested. "What about us, Pendragon?"

"A truce," Camelot's king offered. "Binding our kingdoms to peace."

Odin snarled. "Never."

"Is this what you want?" Arthur yelled. "To die here, now, knowing you condemned this land to war? Odin, you cannot let it end like this. The blood will never wash off."

"You killed my son," Odin stated.

"You killed my father!" Arthur exclaimed. "We have both lost much at the others hand. Let us lose no more. I am offering you the chance to end this. Take it!

Arthur threw his sword into the ground and offered his hand to Odin.

"Take it," Arthur urged.

"So be it," Odin agreed taking Arthur's hand. "A truce it is."

Odin and his men departed as quickly as they came. Merlin watched as Arthur turned and looked at him. "I don't know what's more surprising: Odin agreeing to the truce or you standing on your own two feet."

Merlin began to feel the earth beneath his feet move. The tonic had worn off completely.

"Yeah. I'm going to pass out now," Merlin informed before doing so.

Mithian sat at the camp with her father, the knights and Gaius. The physician had informed her and everyone else present that once Morgana regained consciousness, he could not stop her from disappearing. He assumed that once she realized she had been defeated she retreated to where ever it is she has been hiding.

It wasn't long until Arthur returned carrying Merlin in his arms. She watched as Gaius instructed the king to lay the man down where he'd been before.

"I don't know what happened," Arthur admitted. "He just keeled over. I don't even know how he managed to go so long without his cane."

"I do," Gaius answered. "He had me give him a tonic so he could go after you without his cane slowing him down. The tonic most likely wore off. He should be fine. I'm going to apply a poultice to his midsection and head every couple of hours to get rid of any irritation that might have happened. He most likely won't wake until we're back at the castle."

Arthur nodded in understandment.

Mithian sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Gaius banadged her father's injuries

"Your wounds are painful, Sire, but superficial," Gaius informed her father. "You'll heal in time."

"Thank you Gaius," her father said with a small nod.

A second later Arthur and Guinevere walked in.

"Odin has withdrawn his army from Nemeth and its lands," Arthur informed.

Mithian stood up and spoke, "All thanks to you."

"Well everyone played their part," Arthur replied modestly and started to leave.

"I know I played mine," Mithian stopped him. "Arthur-"

"Mithian," Arthur interrupted, "you don't need to apologize. You had no choice. I'd have done the same thing if it were my father"

"Camelot is fortunate to have a king such as you," Mithian complimented with a small smile.

"It is I that is fortunate," Arthur replied. "Camelot would be nothing were it not for the courage and loyalty of it's friends."

He patted her shoulder and promptly left with his wife in tow.

Mithian looked over at Gaius, who was packing up his supplies. "How is Merlin fairing?"

"He still has not awoken. He will no doubt be weak when he wakes up. His body was far from recovered to do what he did," Gaius explained.

"Would it be alright if I was there when he woke up?" Mithian asked "I would like to talk to him."

"I don't see why not," Gaius replied. "But he will be very tired, and probably won't be awake for very long."

A/N: I hope this story has been enjoyable for you despite the less than frequent updates. I know I enjoyed writing despite the personal problems in my life. I am sorry for the slow updates. Hopefully I will be able to pay my phone bill and use data again instead of waiting to be around WiFi. I will try my damnedest to update the last chapter ASAP.