Waking the Sorceress Within (BBC Merlin Story)

Chapter 69: The Diamond of the Day Part One

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Amelia's POV

Within the Fortress, Morgana and Amelia sit upon their thrones with Mordred standing beside them. Amelia is still feeling tense around her sister since Mordred's reveal when it comes to Merlin and Anne, as there is still some disbelief on Morgana's part that Amelia did not know about it. Other than that, Amelia's sister has been in quite a good mood ever since she found out Merlin and Anne's long-guarded secrets. Amelia can see a new confidence in her sister than she had before, but there's still tension in her shoulders; the threat is not gone yet. The thought causes Amelia to grip the arms of her chair as she thinks of her vision of Merlin killing her sister.

But now is not the time for that, as now they have a war to win. Morgana has a plan so that they can do just that. It is quite the devilish plan for Merlin and Anne, one she is completely sure cannot fail. But like many good plans, they need someone to test it on, so they summoned forth a guinea pig.

Amelia watches as the guinea pig in question walks towards wearing a hooded cloak, enters and stands before them.

"What a pleasure it is to see you again, Ari." Morgana greets pleasantly.

Ari pushes his hood back, his Druid symbol clear on his neck. "The honour is all mine, My Ladies."

Amelia clears her throat, sending him a small smile; she hates this, knowing what's to come, but knows it's necessary. "Your arrival has been keenly anticipated, I can assure you." She glances at Mordred. Ari bows his head, accepting the compliment. "We have boasted of your powers, though not all believe."

Ari is unfazed. "People may believe as they wish."

"Then you wouldn't mind displaying some proof of your talents. After all, seeing is believing. Is it not?"

"I'm not an entertainer, My Lady," Ari argues.

"Of course not." Morgana lets out a small huff of laughter before turning serious. "Think of it more as a demonstration. Extinguish those flames."

"My Ladies, I must protest."

"Indulge us."

Ari sighs, giving in. "Forp fleoge!" The fires in the braziers lining the room go out, leaving them all lit by the moon only.

"Impressive, indeed. Who here now could deny your powers." Amelia compliments.

A Guard brings out a wooden box and places it in front of the Dias that Amelia and Morgana sit upon. Ari recognises the symbol on it and steps backwards into the Guard's arms, who hold him fast, forcing him to still.

Morgana smiles gleefully. "Sister?"

Amelia blinks in surprise before quickly standing, wanting to please her sister, kneeling before the box. "Aweax thu metethearfenda! Thicge thu thone drycraeft the thinan deorcan mode gefylth."

As she chants, she can hear Ari continue to beg and struggle, but the Guards force him down to the ground. Amelia stops chanting, and a slug-like creature slithers its way up the box. It leaps at Ari and attaches itself to his face, completely smothering him. Ari falls backwards to the floor and writhes around, unable to remove it. Amelia stands and goes back to her seat. The creature then slithers away, leaving Ari lying on the ground.

"Well done, sister." Morgana compliments. Amelia perks up, pleased.

"Is he dead?" Mordred questions softly. Amelia's heart warms at his misplaced kindness.