Gwynnever - Queen of Camelot

Chapter 61

"Oh no." Merlin gulped loudly and he turned to look at the people injured and hurt in the palace room. He felt it in his old bones the moment Gwen slipped. Something terrible must have happened he was sure of it. He searched for the rulers but with no success.

He was scared now. For Camelot, for his king but mostly for his Queen.

He peeked outside. The sky was as red as ever and the fireballs were quadruplicated. Atlas was flying when one of them eventually hit him on the wing cause the animal to crumble to the ground. he was still alive but not for long, the warlock was afraid.

In the meantime, Gawain, Percy and Goregin had managed to kill the Amphisbaena only to discover that the one they were battling was just a puppy and that the mother was right around the corner waiting for them. She was furious and lurched hundreds of her children on the three men.

The situation was not idyllic.

In Camelot, the druids were still holding but the moment Gwen cave, they all lost a great deal of their power and their defenses weakened.

Slowly the realization started sneaking inside the heart of our characters that they would not make it.

Footsteps were heard in the distance and a scream echoed in every corner of Britannia. The warlocks heard it clearly. For the humans it was a little feeble but it was a clear signal that something terrible had happened at last.

Rocks were moved as someone fell inside one of the pools and cursed.

He stood in all of his grace, fixing his blonde hair away from his face while he paced in the middle of the cave. The torch was still on even if barely.

The rose was blinking ever so slightly but he didn't raise his eyes from it. If he pointed in the right direction the light would linger a moment more so he followed it. The rose gave three blinks before turning off for a while.

His eyes fell upon a ball made of what looked like shadows that twirled fast on each other. He did not know how or why, but he was sure Gwen was inside of them.

He tried to call her, to look for a way in. there was no entrance for him.

He was turning the corner when he heard that tremendous yell. He knew it was Gwen and followed it until it died, numbed by something. And it was clear she got swallowed by the darkness he just did not know why. What had won her over.

He checked the rose in his hand and looked at the light that was now barely there, so feeble it was holding for dear life. Somehow, a piece of Gwen's soul was in that object and refused to give in completely.

"Gwynnever!" he tenderly called but the moment he got closer to the shell, it pushed him away.

The rose stopped blinking and the light left. Arthur cursed and with all the anger he had inside, used the stem of the white rose to hit the ball of darkness. The shell broke and he pushed harder.

"You will not keep me out." he muttered through gritted teeth as he opened a aperture and stepped inside the pitch black environment.

He looked around confused. It was like he had stepped into nothing because he felt absolutely anything, not even his body.

The rose begun again to shimmer. Arthur kept it in front of him and started moving it in the darkness. He moved where it shined the brightest and in a little while, he found a small light that led to a tiny figure that was crumbled on itself with a sword wrapped in her arms that was cutting her skin on the chest and the cheek that was laid on its blade.

Arthur sat next to it, the rose was now glittering with luminesces. It took him a while to understand who was in front of him. He touched the arm of the small girl and she raised her amber eyes to him, her rebellious starlight strand where even more clear than he remembered and a lot shorter. They reached barely her shoulder.