Amelia's POV
Kilgharrah takes Anne, Merlin, and Amelia to an abandoned Cave on a cliff face. Anne has already passed out by the time they get there, so Amelia drapes her cloak over Anne to be used as a blanket while Kilgharrah uses his Dragon breath as a sort of healing spell. Merlin places his jacket under Anne's head as a pillow.
Amelia watches as Merlin gently brushes Anne's hair back from her forehead, fretting over her chills and the fact that she is also sweating bullets. Amelia loves how adorable the two of them are.
"I must confess, I didn't see your destiny taking this turn," Kilgharrah reveals as Amelia looks over at him. "You didn't fall under your sister's influence."
"My loyalty has always been to Anne, Merlin, and Camelot as it always will be," Amelia says. She looks over at her sleeping friend. "I'd do anything to keep them and Camelot safe."
Merlin shares a smile with her. "I'm sorry I doubted you."
Amelia shakes her head. "I do not blame you."
Their faces turn into ones of concern as they see Anne scrunch her face up in pain. Anne's eyes carefully open and she smiles gently when she sees them sitting by her. Merlin relaxes and now turns his head over to where Kilgharrah sits and smiles in relief.
"I didn't think you'd answer my call." He speaks.
"Merlin, I could not resist a Dragonlord, even if I wanted to," Kilgharrah replies.
"Dragonlord?" Amelia repeats, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion as she looks over at Merlin. "What's a Dragonlord?"
"I'll explain it all to you later," Merlin says, before turning back to Kilgharrah. "We're grateful. Thank you."
Anne tries to get up, but Merlin and Amelia grab her shoulders and gently push her down.
"Lie still," Amelia instructs.
"Uuugh, it hurts." Anne groans as she lies back onto Merlin's jacket.
"The Serket's poison is powerful. I have given you an enchantment that will help you heal, but it will take time." Kilgharrah tells her.
Anne is lulled back to sleep eventually, and Amelia and Merlin just sit beside her patiently as they let her rest.
"Morgana will be wondering where I am," Amelia says to no one in particular.
"Is she aware that you have come back to rescue Merlin and Anne?" Kilgharrah asks.
Amelia shakes her head. "I had to sneak out."
"I'm grateful and relieved," Merlin says.
"This is a very dangerous game you are playing, young one." Kilgharrah points out.
Amelia simply nods. "I am aware."
"And yet you play it anyways?" He asks. "When your sisters could find out about your betrayal?"
"I am not pleased with it but Morgana and Morgause have plans for Camelot, and as long as I am in the position to find out secrets and use them for good, then I shall. I have chosen my path." Amelia replies.
"How do you know it is the final one?"
"Of course it is." Merlin snaps.
They can't talk about it further as Anne suddenly lifts her head. She looks over at the three of them. "You shouldn't have let me sleep."
"I had no choice, young sorceress," Kilgharrah explains to her. "The venom was too strong; you have to rest."
"We don't have time," Merlin tells him as he struggles to help Anne stand up and Amelia reluctantly helps though she would've preferred it if Anne rested more. Still, she knows they need to get going. "We need to get back to Camelot. The Kingdom is in danger, and it's my fault."
"Not just yours," Amelia says, trying to lift his spirits.
"I should've listened to you. I should never have trusted Morgana." Merlin continues.
"You did what you felt was right, and that shows great courage, but trust is a double edged sword," Kilgharrah replies.
"I thought...because she has magic, I thought we were the same. Like with Anne and Amelia."
"In some ways you are."
"No." Merlin denies. "I will never be like her."
"Us too," Anne adds.
"You have learnt an important lesson, Merlin," Kilgharrah says. "Your determination to see goodness in people will be your undoing. But I fear that your futures are now joined forever. She is the darkness to your light, the hatred to your love."
"What of me?" Amelia asks, genuinely curious.
"As I said before, you are at two paths, with many turns. One that will lead you to the light and one to the dark. Your beliefs and faith in those that you care about is a very dangerous thing as it will alter your path." He speaks. "You cannot escape it, no more than you can escape what your destiny shall be."
Amelia looks over at Anne and Merlin, and they all know what to do. For now, they have to push all of this aside and get on with saving Camelot.
"We need to get back to Camelot," Anne says to Kilgharrah.
"You are not yet fully recovered yet, Anne," Kilgharrah tells her. "Even if you have Amelia and Merlin's help, it's still more than three days' walk."
Merlin looks over to them with a knowing smirk, and Amelia instantly knows his plan.
"We have no intention of walking." He speaks.
Amelia finds herself riding Kilgharrah with Anne and Merlin to Camelot.
"Woo! Whoa. Ha-ha! Woo!" Merlin cheers while Amelia clings to Kilgharrah with wide eyes and wonders whether to be scared or excited. Anne howls with laughter.
Kilgharrah drops them off in the clearing near Camelot. "This is as far as I go."
"Thank you. I won't forget this." Merlin says.
"Be careful, you three," Kilgharrah warns. "The great battle for Camelot has begun. You all must be strong. For Arthur's destiny and the future of Albion lie in your hands." And with that Kilgharrah flies off.
"Right, you two need to get Gaius and get rid of the Mandrake root to stop the enchantment. I need to go to Morgana." Amelia tells them.
—
The three of them get to the Castle but Anne and Merlin go in a different direction than Amelia, who feels nervous about lying to her sister again, heads to her own Chambers.
"Amelia!" Morgana cries as soon as Amelia enters the room. "I was so worried sister! I did not know it would take so long to find your bracelet!"
"I know, I know I shouldn't have gone but it was from Morgause. I had to!" Amelia lies as they take a seat at the table in her Chambers. She hadn't really lost her bracelet; it was all a ruse to get out of Camelot under Morgana's watchful eye.
"You find it?"
"Yes, here." Amelia shows Morgana her wrist where the bracelet sits. "I was only late because I got lost, you know how I am with directions, took a stumble then had to heal myself with a spell."
"Look at you using spells!" Morgana praises with a smile. Amelia internally grumbles at the part that feels pleased with the praise Morgana gives.
"Shut up." Amelia looks down bashfully. She then quickly changes the conversation, worried about Morgana picking apart her alibi. "You, however, look exhausted Morgana. You need sleep."
Morgana nods and stands but pauses when she gets to the door. "Are you sure you're alright?"
Amelia rolls her eyes playfully though internally she doesn't feel that way. "Yes. Goodnight, sister."
"Goodnight, sister."
Amelia slumps with relief as soon as her sister leaves the room.
—
Amelia eats breakfast with Morgana in the elder sister's Chambers.
"May we clear away the dishes, My Lady?" Gwen asks Morgana after they had finished. Anne is still recovering from Serket poison so the lie is that she has a bad cold. So, Gwen is helping Amelia with whatever she needs until Anne is better.
Morgana stares out the window and doesn't answer her.
"Yes please, Gwen," Amelia answers for her sister. Gwen proceeds to do so and leaves the room.
"Morgana?" Amelia calls.
Morgana turns to her and gestures for Amelia to look out of the window. Amelia sees Merlin walking through the Square with Arthur. She now realises what caused Morgana's distraction.
Amelia frowns in fake concern. "This is not good."
"Agreed. How did he escape?" Morgana wonders.
"That's not important. Right now, we need to make sure he hasn't done any damage." Amelia says to divert her.
"The Mandrake root!" Morgana gasps. "He knows about it. What if he's done something?"
"It's possible. He did see us take it." Amelia agrees, glad that Morgana is no longer thinking about how Merlin escaped. They really don't need Morgana and Morgause learning Merlin's secret right now.
"I'll get dressed and look myself." Morgana decides. Amelia nods in agreement.
—
Merlin's POV
Merlin is walking along the Central Corridor feeling annoyed that Arthur doesn't know the truth when Morgana pops out of an alcove as Merlin walks by and pulls him into it.
"I don't know how you managed to escape," Morgana spits, "but I do know one thing: if you breathe a word of what you saw, Amelia and I will make your life a very short and painful one. Just think how Uther would react if he learned that a serving boy had tried to poison his beloved ward, my sister." Morgana struts off with a smirk. Merlin leans against the wall, feeling shaky after the threat.
—
Amelia's POV
Camelot's patrol return with news that Cenred's army is marching upon Camelot. Arthur calls a Council meeting.
"I estimate they will reach the City within two days," Leon informs them. Everyone stands on one side of the table while Arthur paces on the other with Morgana and Amelia, who stand by one of the pillars.
"Under whose banner do they march?" Arthur asks.
"Cenred's, Sire. We knew he was amassing an army—"
"How many men?"
"20,000 maybe more."
Amelia shares worried glances with Merlin and Anne but keeps it brief as Morgana is standing right next to her.
"I fear that news of the King's illness has spread beyond our borders. Cenred sees an opportunity." Gaius says.
"Then we must find a way to appease him." Leon decides.
"Not what my father would do, he wouldn't bow to our enemies." Arthur disagrees.
Amelia sees Merlin look past her towards Morgana and sees that the two are sharing a stony glare. Morgana must've threatened him. Just before the meeting, Morgana had told her that Merlin had destroyed the Mandrake root. Amelia is glad that Uther suffered a bit but is even more glad that the root will do no more damage to the security of Camelot.
"Forgive me, Sire, we are outnumbered two to one," Gaius warns.
"What concessions will Cenred insist on? What territories will he demand?" Arthur questions.
"We do not have to give him anything, but it could buy us valuable time."
"It shows weakness, Gaius." Arthur walks over to the head of the table. "There's only one course of action open to us." Arthur sits on the throne. Amelia tries to contain the pride and happiness she feels seeing him do that. "We must prepare the City for siege."
"Are you sure that is wise?" Leon asks.
"The Castle is our strongest weapon. No army has ever taken Camelot." Arthur replies.
"But what about the people in the outlying Villages?" Leon argues.
"Give them refuge within the City walls." Arthur decides.
"And what of their houses, their livelihoods? Cenred will destroy everything in his path." Leon counters.
"But they will have their lives. Go. Ready the army." Arthur orders.
—
Amelia and Morgana watch the citizens of Camelot prepare for the siege before they sneak out of the City. They are waiting for a while until Morgause shows up on her horse.
"Where have you been?" Morgana demands to know as Morgause comes over to them.
"What's wrong, sister?" Morgause asks.
"It's Merlin." Amelia spits with fake hatred. "He's alive. He's back in Camelot."
"He has thwarted us." Morgana continues. "He destroyed the Mandrake root. Your enchantment's been broken."
"Do not worry. The root has already done its work, and Cenred's army is less than a day from the City." Morgause reassures them.
"Then it is time?" Morgana asks.
"Are you ready?" Morgause responds, looking at the two of them with hope on her face. "Cenred's army is mighty, but they cannot bring down the City on their own. You two must also play your parts."
Morgana and Amelia share quick glances before smiling evilly. "Tell us what we must do," Amelia confirms while she squirms internally.
Morgause reaches from behind her to reveal a long staff. It is a long stick with lots of thick roots at the end. "It's carved from the Rowan tree that grows at the very heart of the Isle of the Blessed. Only the High Priestesses and their Blood Guard have ever set eyes on it. One of you will have to use it."
Amelia does not want to be the one to backstab the people of Camelot but doesn't to expose her true intentions. "Morgana?" She turns to her sister. "Why not you do it while I distract?"
Morgana shakes her head. "My magic is still weak. I do not have the strength to wield such an instrument."
"Do not worry. The staff will guide you. It carries its own power." Morgause says. She hands it off to them.
"We will not fail you," Amelia promises.
"I know," Morgause says simply, she turns around to get back to her horse.
—
The next day, Amelia reports to Anne.
"I had a meeting with Morgause last night," Amelia tells her. "She said that Cenred's army is less than a day away from Camelot."
"What else did she say?" Anne asks.
"She gave Morgana and I a staff. She said that it was carved from a Rowan tree that grew in the Isle of the Blessed." Amelia informs her.
"The Isle of the Blessed?" Anne repeats and Amelia nods in response. "Then it must hold very powerful magic."
"It does." Amelia agrees.
"How do you use it?" Anne presses.
"Morgana is to go down during the middle of all of the fighting to the Burial Vaults in the Castle," Amelia explains. "Then drive it deep into the ground."
"Why not you?" Anne asks.
"I suggested Morgana do it while I 'distract'." Amelia explains. "It gives me a better chance to work against them."
"Then during the battle tomorrow, we must keep our eye on Morgana," Anne concludes.
Amelia nods, and her stomach tightens. "Anne, the staff... there's a reason we're to use it in the Burial Vaults of Camelot."
"Why?" Anne asks, furrowing her eyebrows.
"It's supposed to raise an army of the dead," Amelia explains. "Morgause has said herself that Cenred's army isn't enough to bring down Camelot. Fighting and trying to kill things that are already dead?" She shakes her head. "Camelot will surely fall to Cenred, if not through his men, then through the dead."
Anne takes a deep breath as she says, "Then we must stop Morgana."
Amelia shakes her head. "We can't because if we stop her from doing something that nobody but me is supposed to know about, she'll surely know that I was the one who told you and there goes our advantage. Now that we know that she's going to do it, we can stop her quickly before any real damage can be done."
Anne nods in agreement. "I'll tell Merlin and Gaius."
—
People stream into Camelot from the outlying Villages. Soldiers prepare for the siege while Amelia helps out sorting out the Infirmary.
By evening, the opposing army is outside the City gates. Amelia watches them from her Chambers, feeling the nervousness and anticipation of what is to come.
"Are you sure you should be doing this Amelia? What if you reveal yourself to Morgause and Morgana?" Anne warns as she helps Amelia into her armour.
"It's a risk I'll have to take," Amelia replies.
Amelia hears footsteps and a knock and turns to see Arthur coming in. Anne curtsies to him and leaves.
"Your place is not on the battlefield," Arthur says as he pulls her away from the window.
"And why not?" Amelia huffs, irritated.
"I mean it. We spent too long searching for you and Morgana to lose either of you again now." Arthur replies.
"You underestimate me, Arthur. I'm a match for any man." Amelia retorts.
"You," Arthur puts his hands on her shoulders, "are to stay inside the palace." His face is serious. The irritation in Amelia calms down when she sees how worried he is.
"You needn't worry," Amelia reassures him. "I wasn't planning on leaving its walls." Morgana needs to stay within its walls and Amelia needs to watch her sister. She obviously doesn't tell Arthur this.
"Good." Arthur nods.
"What you should be worrying about is trying to tell Morgana to stay in." Amelia half jokes.
Arthur rolls his eyes and sighs. Amelia grins at him. She has missed this.
—
When the first fireball hits, the Infirmary is immediately filled with burned, bleeding people, and Amelia, Gaius, Morgana, Gwen, and Anne have their hands full to the max.
As fireballs continue to rain down on Camelot, more screams and shouts fill the air as more die or are wounded, the Knights and Guards are trying their best to fend Cenred's men off both on the ground and in the battlements.
Amelia is helping an elderly couple with burns all over them inside the Castle when she sees a flash of silver. Her eyes widen when she recognises Uther Pendragon pulling out his sword and running towards the centre of the battle in full body armour.
She wonders if she should do something when she hears the groans of pain from the couple. Amelia pulls her eyes away from the retreating Uther and helps the man and woman up the steps and into the Infirmary for treatment, helping others along the way.
—
Merlin catches her as she settles some more patients inside the Infirmary.
Merlin glances over at Morgana. "Gaius is keeping an eye on her but we need more than one eye."
"Don't worry, I'll help him," Amelia says, her eyes flicker to Morgana, and is relieved to see she hasn't noticed Merlin and Amelia interacting.
"You mustn't let her out of your sight. I need to get back to Arthur." Merlin leaves and Amelia gets back to work.
—
In the Infirmary Amelia is tending to a small child, whose arm is broken, trying her best to keep an eye on Morgana along with Gaius. Gaius looks away and Morgana catches her eye and they give each other a nod. Morgana leaves the room and Amelia quickly goes over to Gaius.
"Morgana just left to use the staff," Amelia tells him. "I'm going to find Merlin."
Gaius nods and goes back to his patient while Amelia runs out of the Infirmary.
"Wait!" Amelia turns to see Anne had called her. "Let me come with you."
"Anne, we already have enough going on in here for more of us to leave," Amelia tells her.
"You need all the help you can get," Anne argues. Amelia sighs and nods though a sick feeling creeps into her stomach.
—
Amelia and Anne struggle to find Merlin together so they have to split up. Amelia steps out into the Main Square when she comes up with the idea of trying to call out to Merlin with her mind.
"Merlin?" She tentatively calls.
"Amelia?" Amelia sighs in relief when she hears the reply.
"You need to get to the Burial Vaults now. Morgana's gone down to use the staff. I'll look after Arthur."
"All right."
Amelia is anxiously running around to find Arthur when she feels it. A jolt of magic shocked through Camelot. She almost loses her footing at the pure power and strength behind it, her ears ringing. Morgana had done it.
She shakes it off when she finally finds Arthur. "Arthur!" She calls, running over to him.
His eyes widen. "Amelia?! I thought I said stay in the Castle walls!"
"Technically I am." She retorts before freezing as she sees three walking skeletons with swords in their hands, approaching Arthur's back.
"Amelia?"
Amelia is gaping in shock as she points behind Arthur. Arthur turns to see the army of skeletons behind him, dumbstruck. The closest one makes a swing at Arthur, who takes a second longer than normal to react before ducking out of the way. Arthur fights it and stabs it but the skeleton shrugs and keeps fighting.
Amelia has to fight another skeleton and is able to lop its arm off. A Knight takes on the skeleton while Amelia soon has to begin battle with the arm on the ground.
—
Arthur and Amelia rush up the steps but stop halfway.
"Where's Merlin?" Arthur asks.
"I don't know." Amelia answers. Probably stopping Morgana.
Arthur gently shoves her up the stairs. "You need to warn Gaius. Tell him to seal off the Hospital."
Arthur turns to face the skeleton entering the Castle. Amelia numbly watches the silhouette approach.
Arthur turns when realising she hadn't moved. "Amelia, will you just listen to me for once!" Amelia rolls her eyes and huffs before rushing up the steps.
—
Amelia enters the Infirmary and finds Gaius tending to Uther. She pulls him away to talk. "You need to seal off the Hospital. The Castle is under attack from within."
"Morgana's used the staff?"
"Yes, I sent Merlin to try and stop it as quickly as I could but he didn't get to her in time but he could be with her now," Amelia tells him. "I'm going to find him. Tell Anne where we are." She runs off before he can stop her.
—
Anne's POV
Anne is panicking as she had been unable to find Merlin and then realises she can't find Amelia either so she runs back to the Infirmary in the hope that Gaius knows something.
She finds him talking to Arthur as Gwen bandages the latter.
"I don't know how much longer we can hold the Citadel. We need to get my father to safety." Arthur is saying as she approaches.
"How?" Gaius replies. "We no longer control the Lower Town. There's no escape, Arthur." Anne feels dread build in her stomach but shakes it off the best she can.
"Gaius." She greets him when he steps away from Arthur.
"Anne! Where have you been?" Gaius exclaims worriedly.
"That doesn't matter." Anne dismisses. "Do you know where Amelia and Merlin are?"
"In the Burial Vaults, but Anne—" She leaves before he can stop her.
—
Amelia's POV
Amelia huffs as she runs down the stairs as fast as she can, nearly tripping over everything that comes in her path. She slows down when she gets to the Vaults so as to not alert Morgana and Merlin to her presence until she's come up with a plan that doesn't expose her to the former.
As she gets closer, she hears talking and then sees Merlin and Morgana talking next to the staff that is now glowing. Amelia hides behind the Tomb as she listens.
"You of all people could change Uther's mind, but doing this? Using magic like this will only harden his heart." Merlin warns Morgana.
"You don't have magic, Merlin." Morgana snaps. "How could you hope to understand?" Oh, how wrong she is. Amelia wonders what would've happened if they had told Morgana the truth before she had become this person.
"I do understand, believe me," Merlin argues. "If I had your gifts, I would harness them for good. That's what magic should be for. That's why you were born with these powers."
"You don't know what it's like to be an outsider." Morgana counters. "To be ashamed of how you were born, to have to hide who you are." Amelia understands that feeling. "Do you think I deserve to be executed because of who I am?"
"No. It doesn't have to be like this. We can find another way."
"There is no other way."
Merlin nods as he backs up as if giving up. He walks behind a pillar and tries to dash around the other side to reach the staff. Amelia wonders if she should step out now when Morgana knocks the sword out of his hand and draws her own but doesn't know how. Morgana advances on Merlin, who backs up.
"What are you going to do? Kill me?" Merlin challenges.
"You don't think I can?" Morgana retorts.
"If you're going to do it, make it quick."
Suddenly, Amelia feels someone crouch next to her. She had been so focused on Merlin and Morgana, that she hadn't noticed anyone approaching. She relaxes when she sees it's Anne.
Morgana slashes at Merlin. Merlin ducks and picks his sword up from the floor. They become locked in a tight battle with Morgana winning. Anne grips Amelia's hand in panic when Morgana disarms Merlin. She strikes wherever she can manage but Merlin avoids her attacks. Merlin then trips and falls to the side of the Tomb. Amelia holds back her gasp. Morgana raises her sword to deliver the final blow.
"Feoll bu brand!" Amelia then hears Anne chant then part of the Vault roof collapses on top of Morgana, knocking her out.
Amelia and Anne emerge from the hiding spot and Merlin smiles in relief at the sight of them.
"Thank you." He speaks.
"You're welcome," Anne says with heart eyes. They stare at each other for longer than necessary.
"Uuuhh, guys? We still need to destroy the root." Amelia interrupts. They turn to her blushing.
"Right, yes." Merlin picks up a sword and runs to the staff. "Snæde!" Merlin slices through the staff. There's a tiny explosion as the top part falls to the ground.
Amelia and Anne cheer in victory. The latter runs over to Merlin to hug him before the two pull back and begin kissing. Amelia awkwardly looks about, not really knowing what to do. She glances at the unconscious Morgana and knows they need to get a move on.
Amelia does a loud cough, which pulls the two love birds apart.
"Um, sorry." Merlin mumbles, blushing. One of his arms stays around Anne.
Amelia shakes her head, smiling. "It's fine but both of you should leave. I'm going to stay till Morgana wakes."
Anne looks over to Morgana. "Will she not be suspicious?"
"I've been lying for more than a year. I think I'll be fine." Amelia argues.
Merlin and Anne run out of the Vaults and Amelia runs over to Morgana. She drops next to her and pushes away any rubble and pieces of rock off her. Amelia gently begins shaking Morgana's arm.
"Morgana! Morgana!" She hopes there hasn't been any serious damage.
Morgana groans and carefully opens her eyes. "What happened?"
Amelia sighs in relief. "You gave me a fright. The skeletons you summoned, they dropped dead. I knew something was wrong and went down here to find you like this."
Morgana tries to sit up but gives up after it hurts too much. "The staff…"
"Somebody broke it," Amelia replies. "Who else was down here?"
"Merlin." Morgana spits. "He was trying to stop me, we fought and then parts of the ceiling broke and fell on me."
"The fighting above must have loosened it." Amelia quickly offers. Morgana nods, closing her eyes. "Morgana, you must stay awake and let me get you to the Infirmary. You're bleeding." There's blood trickling from a wound on Morgana's forehead.
"Then help me, sister. I do not want anyone else to." Morgana pleads.
Amelia nods then internally she feels annoyed. "Þurhhæle licsar min." Morgana sighs in relief. "We need to go, sister."
"But how will we explain why we are down here?" Morgana asks worriedly.
"We'll lie. Say we were the ones to defeat the skeletons." Amelia suggests. She doesn't like taking away Merlin's success but right now she needed to so to find the right opportunity to expose Morgana at a later date. This isn't the time.
Morgana smiles. "You're right as always, sister."
Amelia helps pick her up and they hobble out of the Vaults. Amelia glances back at the broken staff and feels relieved that it worked.
—
The next day, the siege is over though they are still recovering and Uther calls a meeting in the Throne room. Amelia stands anxiously next to Morgana in the crowd while Uther stands upfront. The two sisters had fed Uther the lie they had come up with.
"In my time, we've won many battles," Uther begins, "but none so important as this. Every man, every woman and child has performed their heroic best, and I thank you, and I salute you all. Even before the battle, we knew there was a traitor in our midst, one who was almost the undoing of us. However, we have to thank the one person who outwitted them, and who - almost single-handedly - turned the battle."
"Uther knows about Morgana?" Amelia hears Merlin ask.
"No." She simply replies.
"The Lady Morgana!" Uther announces. Morgana takes his outstretched hand and Uther presents her to the Court. The Court applauds. "For it was she who bravely entered the Vault, found the magical vessel, and destroyed it."
Morgana interrupts his speech. "But I wouldn't have done it without the help of one person." She announces proudly. Morgana turns to Amelia and holds out her hand. "The Lady Amelia!"
The Court bursts into applause. Amelia's stomach twists guiltily as she goes up and takes Morgana's hand, standing next to her.
"For it was her that went searching for me when I couldn't be found and healed me when I was injured." The Court starts clapping. Morgana gives Amelia's hand a squeeze and has a warm smile on her face directed at Amelia. Amelia gives a small, uncomfortable, smile back.
"We must be vigilant!" Uther decrees. "We must stand firm against the dark forces of magic, and ensure that they never penetrate our walls again."
Amelia shares worried looks with both Anne and Merlin. This is far from over.