𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊
𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: The fate of an entire kingdom rests upon the shoulders of a young woman, the love of her life, and their best friend. Will they be able to find the strength to beat the hardships that come with that responsibility...
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📍 Camelot
⏳August, 507 AD
"What kind of crappy plan was that?!" I asked in exasperation.
Gaius and Merlin shared a cowering look while the former was wiping some blood off the latter's forehead with a white cloth. "Obviously, we miscalculated how deep the possession runs," my brother mumbled, then flinched when his guardian applied a little too much pressure on the superficial gash.
I threw my hands in the air, "Merls, he could've killed ya'!" He let out a sigh, but didn't say anything. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"You were with Arthur and he was distracted. It is what we needed," Gaius cut in, giving me a pointed glance.
"I'm sorry. We should have told you," Merlin added with an apologetic look.
I huffed and replied in a mumble, "Yeah, you should've."
My brother and the physician had thought it a brilliant idea to have the former learn an exorcism spell and then break Elyan out of prison so that he could perform it and get rid of the malevolent spirit inside him; but the plan had backfired when the dark-skinned knight had knocked him out in the woods and disappeared. The plan hadn't been the worst we've come up with, really. But it just sucked that they'd carried it out without me. Merlin could've used the back-up and perhaps things would've turned out differently.
"Just before he jumped me, there was a presence there," Merlin commented after a few silent moments. "I could sense it."
"It was Elyan who was supposed to be knocked out, not you, Merlin," Gaius noted gravely.
My brother sighed as the physician finally finished treating his minor injury and nodded to me, "We must find Arthur. Elyan could make another attempt on his life."
I waved him off, "He's under heavy guard, he'll be fine. We need to find a way to deal with the spirit."
Gaius hummed as a pensive look fell over his face. "This shrine..." he began as he turned to Merlin, "do you think you could find it again?"
The sorcerer and I shared a wary look. You never go back to haunted sites! That's how you get killed in the movies!
"I'm not sure I want to," Merlin responded. "You said we were never to go there again."
"We have to find out all we can about this spirit," Gaius noted. I guess he's right... "Unless we know what we are dealing with, we will not be able to help Elyan," he continued. Merlin and I shared another look. "Or Arthur."
"Fine, let's do it," I relented. Merlin still didn't seem too happy, but he sighed and gave in anyways.
Twenty minutes later, the three of us were sneaking out of the castle on horseback, my brother in the lead.
