(Merlin Fanfiction) An unexpected encounter in the forest introduces Merlin and Arthur to the long-forgotten world of elves that many had thought faded into legend. But just like that - it's over and gone, with only the memories of the fiery elven p...
Elia sighed as she leaned against the trunk of the Great Willow, Merlin's most recent letter falling into her lap as she gazed up into the branches. Since they had returned from Ismere, the two had been exchanging letters more frequently, both worried about Mordred and the possible threat that he held for Arthur and his destiny.
So far, the young druid had been busy in training, hoping to begin joining Arthur and the other knights on a quest or patrol. He had done nothing to show that he would turn against them, which Elia counted as a blessing. She knew that visions of the future were tricky - it was ever changing and just because one caught a glimpse of it did not mean it would come to pass. Likewise, some things were so firmly set that there was not much that could be done to alter its course.
Elia did not know which path this fell into, but she had faith in Merlin. If there was a way to keep the king alive, he would find it.
She looked back down at the letter, reading it over for probably the fifth time. She could never get enough of his words.
These letters are not nearly enough. I wish that I could see you. Walk among the willow grove with you...
"Me as well," she said softly, smiling down at his messy handwriting.
Sighing she looked back up into the branches, wondering when they would finally be together. How long it would take. While any amount of time would be worth it, she could not help but wish it would happen sooner rather than later.
Already, she had been making plans for them. Perhaps if magic returned to Rosewood, she would turn it into their summer palace. Merlin could finally see her home and the grand gardens where she grew up. While The Willows was certainly beautiful, it still could not replace Rosewood in her heart.
Her eyes roamed the many branches above her as they floated gently in the breeze. Elia began to hum softly. Her keen eyes then stopped as she sat up, a frown appearing on her once calm face. She felt her heart stop for just a moment.
There.
Sucking in a quick breath, Elia jumped to her feet, the letter falling to the ground. She hiked up her skirts and quickly climbed up into the branches, her eyes continuing to go back to the one spot. Once she had reached the right branch, she nimbly walked out on it, crouching down as she gently took the smaller branch in her hand.
It began shaking slightly as a brown and brittle leaf crumbled at her touch.
"This cannot be," she murmured, her eyes widening as she quickly searched the branches around her.
She had seen this before. It always started out this way. Just one branch. One leaf. One flower. And then it spread. There was no telling just how much time they had left.
She wrenched the affected branch from the tree and held it in her teeth as she shimmied back down the trunk, barely stopping to pick up the forgotten letter and shove it in her pocket. She then began running towards the palace.
This was not good news.
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