(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 followed Arthur through the halls of Camelot, matching his pace, as they made their way to his council hall. She could not help but smile as she saw the large round table that now replaced the long rectangular one they had previously sat at when they negotiated the first accord. Perhaps she should consider putting a round table in her own council hall.
It would make it much easier to see those around her as they held meetings.
"Please, have a seat, Queen Elia," Arthur said, pulling a chair out for her.
"Thank you. Where is Guinevere? I was surprised not to see her," she replied, glancing over to meet Merlin's eyes for a moment.
"She and her brother are on a pilgrimage to visit their father's grave," he said, taking the seat to her right. "She sends her regards and is sad that she missed your visit."
"Please tell her that I am sorry that I missed her," Elia said.
She then looked around the table as the other knights and her own council sat down. Her eyes lingered on the young Mordred a few moments before continuing around and resting on Arthur again.
"Well then... I believe that we can start," Arthur said. "I was surprised to receive your request, but I do feel there are many ways that this meeting can prove beneficial to both our kingdoms."
"I always felt it best to cover these sorts of things myself," Elia replied. "Yes... let's start..."
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Hours into the meeting, Arthur glanced over, noticing that once again, Elia's mind seemed to be somewhere besides on whatever Cameron was speaking about. She would nod or hum her agreement at the right times, but her eyes were on the parchment in front of her as she twisted a quill around between her fingers.
He frowned slightly, wondering just what could be so distracting for the elven queen. She glanced up slightly and then looked back down, shifting in her chair. Arthur looked over, noticing that Merlin and Fianna were in that direction. Arthur made a note to himself to ask her about it later.
"Do you agree, my queen?" Cameron said.
Elia's eyes flew over to him as her eyebrows rose.
"Yes, of course," she said quickly. She then looked over at Arthur. "The hour is getting late, but I feel today's talks were fruitful. Shall we adjourn until tomorrow?"
"Yes," Arthur agreed. He looked around the table. "Until tomorrow."
Everyone stood and began moving towards the large double doors at one end of the hall. Elia was already moving towards them quickly, Fianna falling into step next to her. Arthur hurried to follow, hoping to have a word with the queen in private, though he stopped, watching as Fianna surreptitiously slipped a small folded piece of parchment into the queen's hand. Elia kept her focus forward as they continued on.
"Something wrong, sire?" Merlin asked, stepping up to him.
Arthur looked over at the servant and then back at the queen as she disappeared down the hallway.
