AM I THE ONE? | Arthur Pendragon [1]

Reunited

*Annabelle's P.O.V.*

    My horse followed Morgana's as the five of us made our way down the road in the woods. Merlin was in the lead, followed by Morgana, then me, then Gwen, and Mother bringing up the rear. I was more than glad that my friends were willing to come with me, Merlin, and our Mother in order to help us protect our home.

*Night*

"They shouldn't be here." Mother said as she, Merlin, and I sat on a log of wood in front of the campfire. "Especially the Lady Morgana." She continued in a quiet voice as we glanced at the sleeping forms of my friends. "Isn't she the King's ward?"
"Not that you'd know it." I said quietly with a small smile. "She's the only person I know who isn't frightened of him."
"It won't make any difference to Kanen that they're women." Mother said worriedly, before looking at me. "He won't care that you are a woman either."
"I know." I said, putting my hand on hers. "But we're all ready to take the risk. Besides, we couldn't talk them out of coming." As Mother looked over at Morgana and Gwen worriedly, Merlin gently brushed the bruise on her cheekbone, and his jaw clenched.
"I'll make him pay for what he did to you." He said, and Mother grabbed his hand with the one that wasn't holding mine.
"Promise me you'll be careful." She whispered, before looking at me. "Both of you. No one can find out about you."
"They won't." I assured. "They never do." Mother smiled a soft smile before kissing Merlin's head and stroking the back of his hand with her thumb.
"Get some rest." She whispered to us, before kissing my forehead and standing up, making her way over to where the blankets were laid out for her to sleep. She lied down, while I moved to sit closer to Merlin, who grabbed my hand comfortingly. I used my other hand to grab one of the burning stick and blew some of the flecks into the air.
"Draca." I whispered, and the glowing flecks formed into a Pendragon dragon, the crest of Camelot, in the air.

*3 Hours Later, Third Person's P.O.V.*

    Annabelle's eyes snapped open when she heard horse's hooves pat against the forest floor, as well as quiet neighing. She sat up on the ground, and looked over at Merlin, who was sleeping next to her, only to see him awake as well. She quickly grabbed her sword and stood up, ready to deflect an attack if it came her way. Merlin, seeing his sister's actions, also grabbed his sword (quite clumsily) and got up, joining his sister.
"I'll go this way." Annabelle whispered to her brother, nudging her head to the right. "You go the other way." Merlin nodded, and Annabelle looked at the sword in his hands skeptically, seeing how he held it as if he didn't know which end of it to grasp in his hand, before walking away, knowing that even if he doesn't know how to use a sword, Merlin can take care of himself.
    After about a minute of slowly and quietly walking through the woods, Annabelle noticed a figure from the corner of her eye, and immediately pushed her back against the bark of a tree, seeing the person walk in her direction. She waited for a few seconds, before she heard the person close by and stepped out form behind the tree quickly, placing her blade against the person's neck. However, she immediately dropped the sword back to her side as her eyes widened.
"Arthur?" She exclaimed quietly, and the Prince smiled.
"I guess you weren't joking when you said you're quite handy with a sword." He said, gesturing to the sword in her hand, and Annabelle shook her head with a smile.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, and Arthur shrugged with a small smile.
"I came to help."
"Thank you." Annabelle smiled softly, and he returned it, before his eyes stopped on something a little further away behind Annabelle. She followed his gaze, and saw her brother, with his sword in both of his hands. stumbling through the woods with his back to them. Arthur glanced at Annabelle with a small smirk, before quietly walking over to Merlin, Annabelle close on his heels. Once they reached him, Arthur put the tip of his sword against Merlin's back, making the warlock freeze, while Annabelle stood next to the Prince with a small humorous smile.
"I'd ask you for money." Arthur said to Merlin, while Annabelle bit her lip to stop herself from laughing. "But I know you don't have any."
"Arthur!" Merlin exclaimed with a smile as he whipped around. However, he was so happy and surprised that he forgot he was still holding a sword in his hand, and both Annabelle and Arthur had to duck quickly as the blade swung above their heads. Merlin continued to grin happily as the two looked up at him, Arthur scowling and Annabelle trying to suppress a chuckle. 
"Put the sword down, Merlin. You look ridiculous." Arthur said as he grabbed Merlin's sword and walked past him, over to the camp. Annabelle chuckled quietly as she glanced at her brother, before they both followed the Prince.