the many secrets of merlin [completed]

chapter 16 - arthur's trial

The King took a deep breath and understood, with everything going on in his mind, this would take some time to figure out.

They seemed to talk for hours.

Arthur didn't seem to notice he was crying.

But it became hysterical when his best friend was mentioned.

What was said, should stay between the two of them. She had known as soon that he steeped through the caves opening that his heart was pure, but she wouldn't be decieved again. She needed to know that his mind was just as pure as his heart.

And when she was convinced, she was the first to ever cut the king off mid sentence.

"King Arthur Pendragon of Camelot, you may proceed."

At first Arthur was flabbergasted that she had cut him off, if anyone else would have done that, in exception of his Queen, he would haved sent them to the stocks. But this Mind seemed superior to anything he had ever seen.

He begun to walk, curious but slighty cautious what was going to be infront of him, as he stepped through where the darkness seemed darker. The brightness of the sun nearly blinding him, as he walked into what seemed like a smal valley, but mountains rose high all around it, and they seemed as steep as the walls of his own castle. If he narrowed his eyes towards the top of the mountains he could distinguish that glass was protecting the valley from any harm. There was grass and flowers all over the ground floor, the most beautiful and strange sorts. Most of them seemed to go in shades of purple, which made it more particular from everything the blonde had ever seen.

His greatest knights stood in a circle around something quite big. But the closer the King got, it seemed to be some kind of a chest. The sides where in a beautiful shade of silver. The blacksmith must have be especially skilled as he had made the side facing the king look like when wind gently blows through the forest, and there where two pair of shoes, clearly running though the grass. You could see up to their knees, no more. It looked like a playful and happy memory. The shoes seemed to be fitting for two boys, half the age of the King, as the chased one another through the forest. Careless of what dangers they may face if it was bandits or their own mothers.

As the blonde took another step closer, he saw that it was not a chest of any sort, but a coffin. But for some reason, the upper side was made off glass. And what the King saw, made him gasp.

Inside the great coffin, laid Merlin. But he seemed to appear clearer for every step the King took to approach the beautiful casket. Merlin looked so entirely calm inside the great casket, his hair still laying like a black mop, his eyes closed as he was sleeping. But what troubled him, was that Merlins chest rose and sank slowly.

"Wait - hE'S-" And for the second time, he was cut short.

"He's deeply asleep, Great King. No need to worry. He will be treated well here." Said a voice behind the men. They all turned, but Arthur was the only one in awe. They had all got this explanation as soon as they stepped out here. The owner of the voice, The Mind stood infront of them. The author would have liked it to just be a floating brain, but she is only a teller of this story, and it was one of the most beautiful women they had laid their eyes upon. Her skin was dark, slighty darker than Elyans. But her eyes where a bright shade of purple, which made it impossible to not fixate your eyes upon them. Her lips and hair seemed to be the same shade of purple, her hair long and in braids going down to her chest. She had flowing white clothes, but none of the knights could decide if it was trousers or a dress she wore. But the most conspicuous about her was the great lilac wings that shot out of her shoulders. "I am Spirito, one of the Five protection angels. He will be safe here."

"This is sO WEIRD." said a echoing, but very familiar voice behind Arthur. "Like look at that spot! And my hair is hanging all over my face in such an ugly way. Still it's weird to see myself like this.."

All the knights had now turned, and was equally in awe to see the ghostly form standing next to the King. Spirito just smiled softly behind them. Arthur tried to embrace the man next to him, expecting his hands to run right throught his friend, but instead he felt like he was hugging a big ice statue.

Merlin just stood straight and all tensed up in the embace of his King.

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hi!
i got over 800 words, at least! a lot more description than i usually write haha
hope you enjoyed another chapter of this story! i really enjoy spirito, may write her andher sister a story of their own, i have been really into like protective angels for some reason. like not christian - just protecting angels that are always by your side:/
ly!
-ebba
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