A Warrior's Kiss ( A Merlin Fanfiction )

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Once the tournament finished, Arthur and Leon came into the tent all sweaty, with Gwen scurrying behind them. I took in their odd expressions, I'm sure Gwen has filled them in on what has happened.

Because Arthur said, "Sefa, I'm the Prince, and you have nothing to worry about. If Gauis finds that the vial is harmless then you will be innocent and be set free."

"Keep her in the dungeons. And we'll wait until Gauis has the results." Leon suggested. I narrowed my eyes at her, but kept my suspicion to myself.

With the help of Merlin and Gwen, Sefa is led out of the tent and to the dungeons. I faced Arthur, "What?" I asked, noticing his sort-of 'sad' expression.

Arthur led out a sigh, "The King has fallen ill. I am not entirely sure what has happened to him. Gauis is doing everything he can to help. If he fails then I must be ready to take his place."

"How did that happen?" I asked. Morgana? No. She is dead already and I had wielded the power of my sword on Morgause as well. Can it be Sefa? Is this another one of her tricks? I thought. "Maybe Sefa is not what she seems," I thought aloud.

"What makes you say that?" Arthur asked.

"We have dealt with creatures of sorcery. Morgana is one of them. She has disguised as an old woman before, and we have fell into their trap." I explained, "Sefa said to me that she is working for her father. Her father must be born of magic. We have to find him and stop him."

"But what about the poor girl? She will be left alone with no parent to guard her." Arthur said.

I bit my lip, and thought. Yes. It was a hard time. My village destroyed by bandits. My parents and brother are all killed. I was the last of my kind. I don't really have a family.

"I don't know," I whispered softly.

Arthur left the tent, huffing all about. Leon is to take off his armor before leaving. I saw that he was struggling with it, so I stepped up to help and remove it.

He did not flinch as I carefully remove the armor off him. I handed him his sword belt which he tied around his hips, and the both of us are to attend Uther's briefing session, and our foundation about Sefa and her intentions.

"So what you're saying is, you are poisoning my son and my knight for your father?" Uther repeated.

I watched as Sefa nodded, almost tearfully. All the knights have stood on Uther's left side, which include me standing beside Leon, as a Captain. And the other court members standing across us with Sefa kneeling down in the middle. I pity her, but still have my doubts on her.

"Does your father know what you intended to do?" Uther asked.

Sefa shook her head, sobbing at the same time, "I-I wanted to make him proud..I wanted to do something useful..."

"Gauis, what does science say about the potion she intended to use on Arthur and Leon?" Uther questioned.

Gauis stepped forward, and handed the vial to Uther, "According to my readings, this is poison, highly-dangerous to us. Its poison can spread through your veins and you will die in a few days." He explained.

Uther watched Sefa's expression, and stared at the vial intently, "To add up to Gauis's findings, if you want to prove yourself that it isn't poison, and unless you don't want your father to know your stupidity, you will drink it." He handed the vial to her.

Sefa looked up with a daring expression, "I won't drink it." She said shortly.

"Just to make sure your intentions are indeed, pure." Uther told her calmly.

She shook her head, her tears drying up.

"Drink, child. This is for your own safety." Gauis agreed.

That was when I really have had it with this girl. I drew my sword, and pointed it at her, "You will do exactly as the King orders you to." I said, "Or we will force it down your throat. Intentionally." I gave her a smirk.

"Hold your sword, Captain," Uther bent in his seat, "Drink. And we will set you free." He repeats.

"What's the point of drinking it?" Sefa challenges.

I grumbled under my breath but sheathed my sword beside my hip, I calmed when Leon's fingers brushed mine gently, but I still have doubts on this girl.

"Where are you from?" I spoke up.

"My father is a druid. He protects the others just as he protects me. My mother is a poor farmer, but I did not fail them as a druid myself." Sefa answered.

"Druids!" Uther's eyes widened. "Guards!"

Two guards immediately stepped forward, and grabbed her by either arm, waiting for Uther's order.

"I want her hung. Tomorrow." Uther finished his order.

Sefa didn't budge or shrug out of the guards' grasps as she was taken out of the Throne Room. She was waiting for this to happen all along, I realised.