It is the year 1313, the young Isabella Clarke lived with her mother and father on the outskirts of Camelot. They were a simple family, Isabella had a dog names Jesse and she lived in a small but cozy house. The Clarke family wasn't exactly the ric...
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A/N:
Hey Guys, I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while as I have been writing exams and had a bit of writers block. I have finally managed to work out what is going to happen next in this story, it is no where near over. I hope that you guys enjoy this part of the story and I will try and update a few more chapters tomorrow, hopefully two or three, please let me know what you think and ill continue writing more and more for you guys. :)
Thanks for reading and all the inspiring comments:)
Love, Maggie
*Previously*
Isabella turned and quickly left, saying that she had to go back to the house. Becca stood on the hill next to the ruin and watched as Isabella left in a hurry. She said.
"In all due time, my dearest Isabella, will Prince Arthur finally have you, and when he does, he will not let you go."
*Present*
It was getting darker and darker as Isabella moved away from the ruin. The night's sky seemed to glisten and shine. The stars as bright as ever. As Isabella moved, step by step, she listened to the sounds echoing around her. It was nearing winter and she always loved winter. As she moved slowly she thought of what had happened in the past few weeks. She was shipped away to live with people that she didn't know, she made new friends. She met the Prince, she met Merlin, she found out that her mother was not dead and saw her again, and she was told that Arthur will always look for her.
As she walked the soft snowflakes landed all around her. It was silent and peaceful. She was lost in her own thoughts again, following the path unknowingly. She was heading towards her prison and torment, by the people she hated the most. Her mother had always told her that hate was such a strong word and that it mustn't be used in the wrong terms but I this case she could. She then thought of her mother, why did she suddenly appear after dying? Where was she? Maybe, just maybe if she runs into her mother again, she could life with her, in a new home. But what about all the friends she made.
After a while she finally made it to the house. Taking the back entrance, she went into the kitchen and took a small piece of bread, then headed upstairs to her small bedroom. But as she past the main sitting area, she heard voices. Voices that she knew, Angela and her wicked mother. But there was also two other voices. Both male.
She leaned her ear closer to the door trying to hear the conversation. She knew to be quite as she might be heard, but she knew if she was quite she wouldn't have to worry as this was the servant hall and they would never go through the servant hall. She listened, and heard a familiar voice say,
"Baroness, were your two daughters at the ball?" Merlin?
Wait, why was Merlin in the room talking to Cassandra? The suddenly another voice was heard. Her favorite voice, Arthur. It then dawned on her when Merlin said that Arthur wasn't going to give up until he found her, he wasn't joking. She gasped lightly and quickly turned away from the door as she saw that Angela was wrapped in Arthurs arms as her wicked mother sat grinning in the corner of the room, Merlin on the hand sat on the seat by the door that led out of the room, but he could also see the door that she was hiding behind, looking completely mad at the scene placed before him. He looked up at the door just as Isabella's green eyes looked into the room, and Merlin's eyes lit up as if saying he had an idea. She quickly turned and bolted as fast as she possibly could towards her room. Just as she left she heard Merlin say,
"Baroness, do you happen to have anyone else in this house?"
