Merlin's magic (Oneshots) 1

Dragon island (part 3)

"Do you think it was wise to send Arthur on this mission? It's dangerous."
A light breeze cooled the air within the not quite empty throne room. Two figures were present.
One, with broad shoulders and a long unnecessary cape, stood to look outside the giant window. The king of Camelot wasn't really looking at anything.

He just watched the casual movements and interactions of his people sometimes. It gave him peace. Uther Pendragon was painfully oblivious to all the chaos and disturbances the purge had caused in his kingdom.
He was oblivious to their suffering, their starving, their poverty. All of which he caused.

To him, this was normal. And it was calming and peaceful to him. It was an achievement. The king was too stuck up to be corrected. Too insistent on his successes to see his wrongs and his failures.
He thought himself smart.
And because he was king, there was no one to proof him otherwise.

"Arthur is Camelot's best warrior. He can handle it.", he said and his hands were crossed behind his back, as if he were absolutely relaxed.

"Sire..."

"I send Sir Leon with him.", Uther sighed, as if that explained anything and nodded at the window as if to reassure himself.

Gaius nodded with concern. "Do you think that wise, Sire? Sir Leon will suffer from the curse like his father did. I don't think they will be welcomed at the island. And I certainly don't think Leon can fight the dragons all on his own. Especially, if he is weakened like that."

Uther sighed. Half admitting that the situation wasn't exactly ideal. "For once, I wish Sir Leon was less like his mother."

Gaius eyes moved downwards, regarding the floor with disinterest. "Sir Leon's father has sacrificed a lot to ensure Camelot's win against the dragon lords.", he agreed. "But he has also proven himself to not be very trustworthy. And Leon lacks the knowledge that his father possessed. I'm not sure we should count on him too much."

Uther nodded. "I should have killed him where he stood, when I had the chance." He didn't clarify whether he meant Leon or his father.
"I suppose the attempt itself could have doomed Camelot.", Gaius commented simply.

"That is true.", Uther hesitantly admitted. "But it would have saved us the upcoming war."

Against that, Gaius could only nod. Gaius was aware that Uther didn't mean that the war could have been avoided. He meant, it wouldn't have to take place at all. Because the war would have already been won.

Neither of them were aware of the startled figures that were hiding in the nearest closet. What Gwen an Morgana had been doing in the throne room before Gaius and the king disturbed their girl time?
The answer is as simple as it is obvious.
If there was any light inside the closet, you could see that their necks were covered with "bug bites", as they would later explain. Not to mention their clothes needed some serious repositioning (if not repairing, in Gwen's case, cause Morgana had sharp nails).

Anyway, both had been forced to hurry inside the fortunately giant closet and overheard everything. They exchanged glances, as they tried to hold their breaths to not be heard by those unwelcome figures outside.

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If Arthur had ever known what a tropical island was, he would have something to compare the giant leafs to that seemed to grow from almost everywhere.

The trees didn't look like trees at all, more like giant straws and it had giant nuts hanging from them. There were other plants with yellow fruits hanging from them too.
The sight itself was bizarre. But absolutely fascinating. If only Arthur wasn't facing a said to be invincible creature that could kill them each within a second.