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"Payment received." Morgana read aloud what she was seeing on the screen.
"Who's it from?"
"I don't have a clue. There is his e-mail here, but it doesn't say his name."
"So, again we are stuck with a million clues we don't know what to do about, aren't we, Merlin?"
"Well, I have an idea, but it will be dangerous. Plus, we won't be able to enter Uther's e-mail again."
"That's fine by me, if we get what we want."
"Then, we can mail this person back. Tempt him to give us his name. We will be Uther, so he will probably trust us."
"That sounds scary, I have to admit. Chatting online with someone that probably had to do with my mum's death…" Morgana fixed her eyes on the floor.
"It is" Merlin agreed.
"So, what are we going to write? Hello, as you know I am Uther and I would be grateful if you could remind me of your full name?"
They both laughed at Morgana's comment.
"Nope, we better find something professional and mysterious."
"How about, I have a job for you. Give me a date to meet and talk about it"
"Ok, why not. And I only hope he will include his name in the answer."
"Ok, now let's go help your mother. I promised her."
"Oh, come on, Morgana" Merlin grumbled as she literally pulled him to the kitchen.
"Here we are" she said as they entered. "What have we missed?"
"Nothing interesting" Hunith replied. "I was just chopping the potatoes."
"Let me help you with that." Morgana offered. She continued what Hunith had left as she went to turn on the oven.
"So, Merlin, Morgana, what are you doing tonight?"
"I don't really know yet" Merlin started to say.
"Because I will be at the village at a friend of mine. I don't suppose you two want to spend another evening inside."
They both looked at each other but before they had said anything Hunith continued
"Merlin, why don't you take Morgana to that café in the woods? I have forgotten how it was called by I remember it was great."
Merlin looked at Morgana and she nodded with a smile. Hunith smiled too.
"You both seem too silent tonight, am I wrong? Like something is troubling you. Does it have to do with what you call "Vivian thing"
"Yes" they both said at the same time. "We've just found out there is someone else along with Uther behind all this" Morgana informed her. "And, like always, we don't have a clue who it is."
"So have you found a way to learn it? I guess you have, else it wouldn't have taken you so much time to join me."
"In fact, yes we have" Merlin said. "But we have to plan it really carefully. It's kind of dangerous"
"You are telling me about dangerous? You came here followed by a maniac cob with a shotgun. What could be worse than that?"
Morgana put on a cheeky smile and answered. "Many maniac cobs with shotguns maybe?"
"Merlin" Hunith almost screamed the name "What are you two planning to do?"
"We will just send an e-mail from Uther Pendragon's account. I don't think there are many ways the plan can fail. He will respond, we will see the name, and then we will delete everything from my computer because sooner or later Uther will know someone broke into it. That's all"
"If you say so" Hunith said and they all sat on the table on which Morgana had just arranged their dinner.
"Cheers" Morgana said to them and they all ate in silence.
After they had finished dinner, Hunith went to her room, changed and then asked Merlin for a ride with the car to the house of her friend. Morgana stayed alone in the house. She sat in front of the fireplace and placed a few more wood in it. She took a blanket from a shelf, sat on the sofa and wrapped it around her. She liked this house. It was homier than anything she had lived in. And Merlin, he was the best thing that had happened in her life. She closed her eyes, only to be woken ten minutes later by Merlin who had just entered as he tripped with the carpet and threw a vase on the floor.
She turned to see him. After she realised the mess he had created she left to fetch a broom and a dust pan to clean up, as Merlin straightened the carpet and put the table on which the vase was to its original place.
As they were gathering the broken pieces Merlin asked her "So, are we going to go through with the e-mailing plan?"
"Of course we are" Morgana replied with a grin.
They sat on the sofa and Merlin took the computer on his lap. Morgana sat next to him, her head rested on his shoulder. Merlin typed
Good evening
I have another job for you, of utmost secrecy.
Send me date and time for our next meeting.
Because the last days I have become cautious about my identity and my safety, please do answer this question.
"How old were we when we first met?"
Sincerely,
Uther Pendragon
"I think it's perfect." Merlin said. "It is just the way I think Uther writes his e-mails, he has sent me a couple for professional matters. And as we have signed with full name I suppose he or she are going to understand that they should do so too."
"Yes. So, good luck to us, I suppose."
Merlin stood up and stretched himself. "My mother was right. Are we going to stay in tonight? Get ready. In ten minutes we're leaving" he smiled to her.
Morgana went to their bedroom to change into clothes appropriate for a night out. She chose a black, long sleeve semi-transparent top with a floral skirt and black high-heels. She wore a silver necklace and long silver earrings. Merlin came is as she was putting on her make-up.
"Wow" he breathed out instantly. "You look…"
"Flatterer" she joked and kissed him on the cheek.
They entered the car and spent the next two hours drinking beer, laughing, dancing and chatting. They had almost forgotten about the "Vivian thing" and the reply they were waiting for. As they had decided they had finished and it was time to go home Merlin noticed a man in black and white suit a few tables distance from them.
"Morgana.", he patted her on the shoulder. "First of all, don't react at all to what I will tell you, and most importantly don't look at him right away. I think this guy there is filming us."
Morgana turned discreetly her head to the side. Indeed there was a man in the corner of the café that was pointing a camera at them. He could have been just looking at his own pictures but the light from the flashbulb was indisputable.
"Let's get out of here Merlin." Morgana squeezed his hand and they quietly paid the bill and left for their car.
"Merlin, he's still behind us" the man in black had now turned off the camera and was pacing after them.
They entered the car. They took a second to think of their next step.
Merlin said "I think it's better to mislead him. I don't know how, but Uther has probably found out that we now live here."
"This means we have to keep him within the village but lead him the wrong way."
Merlin started the engine. The man behind them was now putting his keys on his motorcycle.
"We will follow the other direction. It will lead us on the outside of the village. I am going to circle around a bit to confuse him, and then go to the crossroads were we escaped last time."
"God help us" Morgana said, looking from the front mirror at the man who was following them.
Merlin did indeed put full speed and head for the exit of the village. The man with the motorcycle was right behind them. Morgana was able to make out some of his facial characteristics. He was tall and thin, even starved and he had dirty blond, shoulder-length hair. He looked a bit like Draco, she thought, though she was sure it wasn't him.
They left the village with the man a few meters behind them. It was obvious he was following them.
Merlin entered a path with many turns and luckily he seemed to fall behind a bit. When they had reached the crossroads he was out of sight. Merlin entered the road that leads to their house. As they were driving along, they saw from the mirror the man entering a false road. They had done it again.
They reached home heavy breathing and sweating from the tension of the drive. Merlin left the car at the garage and locked it so that there would be no sign of the specific car this man had seen in their house.
They entered the house and locked the door behind them.
"How did he find out were we are" Morgana asked.
"I think I know. Morgana, we are in danger. We forgot to disable the location from our message. Uther probably knows were we are, and of course, what we've done. Come here"
Morgana came and sat next to him as he opened his computer.
"Now let's see if our very dear friend has answered."
He opened the program.
"As I told you…"he started to say, then his mouth fell.
"Oh my god" he said. "Oh my dear god"
Uther, my old friend, how is you?
It's been long since you last contacted me for a matter like this. I am free to meet you at 8 tomorrow evening, at The Fallen Knight. Is that Ok by you?
The answer to your question is at the age of 17. We were both studying law at university.
Yours always,
Gorlois LeFay
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