The Love That Binds Us ||Mordred Fanfic

[9.] Return To Camelot

(S4E13)

//Scarlet//

A cave is where we're hiding out at. Correction: getting lost in. Agravaine followed us in here, so Merlin decided to give us a chance and distract my uncle despite our protests.

Later he catches up with us, saying that Agravaine is dead. We were all glad to see him, even Tristan and Isolde.

"So where now?" Tristan asks.

"We must travel back to Camelot."

"It's risky-"

"It's where most of our people would be, or somewhere near their Arthur." I inform him. He sighs, giving in.

~

It took us two days to get to where we were going to go, Arthur lost all faith in himself, so Merlin told him some story of a sword to where only the greatest king could wield it, and now we're all on our way to show Arthur he is the true king of Camelot, cheesy right?

We found our people, and we all watched as Arthur stepped up to the sword in the stone. He was obviously afraid of not being able to pull it out. But he did, and everyone cheered and chanted. Tristan stared in amazement, being proved wrong isn't always easy. 

~

We gather with Percival and a couple other knights and we all come together to make a plan on how we're going to get Camelot back.

"Even if we can get inside, she has an army." Percival says after all of Arthur's suggestions were discarded. "Maybe so, but we still have a few hundred." My brother looks up at the taller man. "Arthur they outnumber us." I inform him. He cuts a sharp glare at me. "But will they fight?" Isolde asks, walking up to our semi-circle. "They'll fight for Arthur." Leon tells her.

"No, Leon, it's Camelot they'll fight for."

Leon shakes his head. "No sire, I can guarantee more than half of them would ride to the mouth of hell for you."  My brother looks at everyone in the semi-circle, we all nod our heads. He nods. "To the mouth of hell it is."

That night as I lean against a tree, Isolde walks over to me. I give her a small smile which she returns. "I'm sorry again that we couldn't stop them from taking Mordred." She looks me dead in the eye. "No, don't be. He wouldn't let you die for him anyway." She sighs. "He was brave."

"He was." I nod. She pats my shoulder. "You know, you and your brother surprisingly aren't like we imagined."

"What do you mean?"

"Your people look up to you, they would lay down their lives for you both." She gives me a reassuring smile. "I'm glad I was able to realize that." I smile back at her. "I've realized something too, not all smugglers are bad." She nods and smiles. "You'd make a great queen one day." I make a sour face. "Let's hope that day never comes." We laugh.

//3rd Person POV//

The next morning everyone geared up and marched towards Camelot.

They were going to take back their kingdom whether it killed them or not. As soon as the warning bell started ringing the knights all made their move. The sound of swords clashing against each other filled the air. Tristan and Isolde fought together, Scarlet stuck by her brothers side. It was them that Morgana wanted anyway.

As the brother and sister, followed by Tristan, Isolde, Merlin, and Gwen, made their way into the throne room, they were met with Morgana who had been waiting for them. "My dear brother, sister," She smiles an evil smile sending shivers down Scarlet's spine.

Arthur and Scarlet make their way closer towards their sister. Morgana looks over at Scarlet. "It's not too late dear sister, you can live, if you join me."

"I will always be loyal to my brother, you've changed Morgana." She spits. Morgana's smirk falls, but not completely. Arthur speaks up. "I thought we were friends Morgana."

"As did I, but you made it clear how you feel about me and my kind, yet, you allow Scarlet to live."

"Scarlet hasn't used her magic for evil." 

Morgana's glare is cold, any form of love or compassion she once had was completely drained out of her and replaced with hatered.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you."

Arthur draws his sword, as Morgana tries to enchant him, but it doesn't work. He stands there confused as does everyone behind him, except Merlin.

When Morgana's enchantments failed, Merlin and Gwen was sent after her leaving Arthur, Tristan, Isolde and Scarlet to fight Morgana's knights.

Everything happened quickly, Scarlet saw her brother fall, but before he could be impaled, Isolde took out the man, resulting in her injury.

//Scarlet//

I watched as Isolde fell in Tristan's arms. There was nothing anyone could do, she would be dead soon. When she passed, I turned away, not wanting anyone to see me cry. I had just lost a friend.

~

I watch as Gwen makes her way up to my brother, who stands proudly amongst his people. Gwen kneels in front of him as he grabs the crown. "By the sacred laws vested in me,I crown you, Guinevere, Queen of Camelot."

Gwen takes Arthur's hand and they stand in front of everyone, smiles plastered on their faces.

"Long live the queen." 

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A/N: this was a very short chapter and it was really choppy I'm sorry.