Avalon- A Merlin FanFic

Chapter 8- Time To Leave

Hello everybody :) So new chapter, just to let you know, things are about to get interesting.... :)

Avalon's POV

'Avalon, I want you to leave Camelot as soon as you can.' Alarm bells instantly rang in my mind.

'May I ask why, my lady?' I replied nervously, I was worried that I had slipped up, maybe revealed a part of who I really was without realising.

'There is a war coming, and our defeat seems likely. Arthur and I want to save everyone that we can, and trying to evacuate people seems the best way to save lives.' The Queen looked sad, but also determined, and I thought that she was probably expecting death in the next few weeks.

'My lady, I wish to stay.' I was not a weak person, and although she may not have known this, I felt like I had to stay, there was so much I could do to help.

'Avalon, please think about what you are saying. You must go. I'm sorry. The threat facing the entire court of Camelot is great and we really don't stand a chance.' The Queen was going to be stubborn, I realised. This could be tricky.

'My lady, I serve you, I cannot leave you to face this.' I tried to sound as humble as possible, I didn't want to anger her.

'Avalon, I am sorry that it must come down to this, but if you will not leave, I will exile you. It is for your own benefit. Me and Arthur value all that you have done for us in your service greatly, that is why we must ask you to leave, for your wellbeing. It will be hard enough to see Camelot perish, without seeing our friends die too. Morgana is the one waging this war against us, you must see that it is not safe to stay.'

I had a flash of realisation. Morgana. Now there was no way I was leaving, what could be more stupid? They really did stand no chance, at least not without Merlin and I. However, it seemed that the Queen would force me to leave, so I was going to have to find a solution to this.

'My lady, I will do as you ask. I will leave tomorrow morning.' I said, trying to be as genuine as possible.

'Thankyou Avalon, me and Arthur really value this.' She smiled at me and patted me on the shoulder before sweeping out of the room.

As she left, the sound of footsteps alerted me to someone arriving in the room. I turned around to see Merlin.

'Avie, I gather that Gwen has asked you to leave.' Merlin asked.

'She has. And I also understand that the reason for this is a war started by Morgana. Has Arthur asked you leave?' I was curious to see if Merlin was being offered the same choice as me, leave or exile.

'It was less asked, and more threatened to exile me if I didn't leave.' I smiled at that one, it seemed that the King and Queen were quite similar in many ways.

'And are you going to leave, Merlin?' I already knew the answer of course.

'Of course not. I mean, I'll have to pretend to leave, but really I'll stick around close by.'

'That was exactly my planned course of action. Of course, they will recognise us if we help in battle.' I was testing him, to see what solutions he had for such things.

'Well isn't the solution obvious? You can just help in your elf form, that's different enough, and you will likely only be seen from a distance. Myself, well I have my own solution that I have used on many an occasion.' He smiled as he spoke.

'Can I ask what your solution is?' I was intrigued to say the least.

'I imagine that you will see soon enough Avie.' He looked smug, and laughed when I frowned at him and slapped him on the arm.

'So, when do we leave?' Merlin asked, looking just as smug despite being hit on the arm.

'I told the Queen that I would leave tomorrow morning.'

'Ah, excellent. I told Arthur much the same. Shall I meet you tomorrow morning then? I'll come and find you in your quarters and we can make our way out. Perhaps we could camp in the forest?' It was not a bad suggestion, but I had something better in mind.

'I was thinking that the lake may be a good place to camp. It is my source, after all, and my power will likely grow a little in my time there. I expect you will also feel the benefit magically, the place is alive with it.'

'The lake is a good idea. Tomorrow morning then. I shall meet you at your quarters and we can leave Camelot.'