Arthur's Return (Merlin BBC)

Chapter XVI.

Morgana went deep into the woods, and I quietly followed her. I was surprised that she didn’t noticed me through the whole walk. She stopped at a cave and went inside.

I waited a few minutes and got inside the cave as well. It was full of candles and some weird writing on the walls. Then I heard someone shouting.

“I don’t know, I never saw that!” I quickly bent down behind a big stone that was near me so I couldn’t be noticed.

I slowly looked to see what was happening. There was she, Morgana with a mad expression on her face and laying, on the floor, a man, probably in his forties. He was scared and covered his face with his hands.

“I know your lying! Tell me where the flower is!” Morgana shouted.

“Please, have mercy!” he said.

“Answer me now! If you want to be silent then you should be silent forever!” she said rising her hand.

“Please, I… The flower is on a secure place. Deep down on the Stinn Isles” he said fast.

“Was this so bad?” she asked and laughed.

But then she whispered a spell and killed the man. This is madness, I thought to myself. I saw Morganas shadow as she walked out of the cave. A few seconds later I heard something crashing down, probably some cups.

Then someone shouted “Davamros!”

I looked up and saw a lady ran to him. She started crying hard asking who did that and I wanted to help her but I couldn’t because she would think I’ve killed him. But a voice inside me told me to go up to her and say who did that. I know, stupid idea, but she was broken.

“It was Morgana!” I said standing up.

"I saw her going into the cave and followed her. She wanted to know about a flower and he told her everything”

“Who-Who are you? My husband would never reveal the secret place. I do not believe you!” she said sobbing.

Suddenly the man opened his eyes and whispered something to the women in a strange language. I guess it was druidish, or whatever.

Then he looked at me and closed his eyes forever. The women looked at me and said.

“I think you are in big danger”

“Why?” I came closer.

“My husband said it true, what you're saying, and I can feel the good power you have inside yourself, you wouldn’t do such things.” I heard my stomach rumbling.

“You should eat something… Come with me.” She said and went deeper into the cave. I wasn’t sure to follow her but my hunger was stronger than my mind so…

Suddenly I found myself in a bigger  “room” full of people and houses. I guess these were all druids.

“Why do you live here?” I asked the women.

“Because that’s the only place where we can be ourselves without being destroyed.”

I looked down sadly. It’s so unfair. Then a few kids ran past me playing with their toys. That made me smile a bit.

They all welcomed me and gave me something to eat. “I am really thankful for all of that.” An old man with a long beard looked at me and asked “What are you doing so deep in the woods? You seemed like a royalty to me.”, “Oh I am on a mission.” I said slowly. Then I saw Mordred walking past us. As soon as I recognized him I jumped and ran to him. “Mordred what are you doing here?” I said. “I come over sometimes to-”he searched for an excuse about his magic.“ Mordred, I know you’re a druid, and there’s nothing wrong about that.”He signed in relief. “Just promise me you won’t tell anyone.”, “Promise.”, “What are you doing here?”I couldn’t tell him who I followed because that would be too obvious. “My horse ran away.” He nodded and walked away. Guess he was still mad at me. “Mordred wait… I know it’s hard for you but just listen for a minute. Morganas wyvern attacked Camelot and Kara saved me!” He then stopped “Never say her name again!” He was really mad. “I’m so sorry” I started crying. “She told me to go and rescue the druids from Morgana, she was against her, just please believe me!” He looked into my eyes. There was a few seconds of silence. Then he spoke “Morgana? Why would she threaten the druids?”, “I don’t know… She want’s a flower or something.”, “The Aroughen flower.” He whispered to  himself.

“It wasn’t your fault.” I shook my head. He walked away. It was getting dark and all of the people went to sleep. The women made me a bed out of leaves and straws. It wasn’t bad as it sounds. But I couldn’t sleep well because I had a bad dream. Or vision. I woke up in the middle of the  night after a dream about a fire burning Camelot to ashes. I started falling asleep again when someone screamed. I jumped up and run out of the small house. Others did the same. I looked up to see Morgana holding a little girl “Where is the flower! You lied to me, so you should all pay.” She wanted to kill the girl but I couldn’t let her. I picked my sword and ran towards her. I was too fast for her to react.  My sword stabbed her in the waist but she slowly looked at me and said “We will see us again, lovechild.” And then she dissapeared. It was like she was a hologram or something. The little girl fell down but luckily didn’t hurt herself. I then went to sleep wondering what she meant with “lovechild”. In the  morning people were coming up to me thanking for what I did. It wasn’t like I actually killed her or something, but they appreciated my braveness and started trusting me. I went outside to check if Morgana is somewhere to be found. I sat on a stone and looked up to the trees. They were so beautiful. Then I heard a noise causing me to grab my sword. “It’s just me.”

I recognized the voice. It was Mordred. I put my sword down.“The thing you did last night was truly brave and loyal.” He smiled at me. I made a bow. “Thank you, knight of Camelot, but I don’t think this was really a big deal.”, “I should never trust Mor-”, “Sorry what did you say?” I didn’t heard him well because he was whispering something to himself. “Nothing.” He said. “I am glad that you are here.” He said getting closer. “Mordred, I understand that it’s a hard time for you and I promise you if you need a friend I will be there for you no matter what.” I said smiling. He then put his hands on my cheeks. “I sometimes wish we were more than friends.” He leaned down and kissed me? What? Wasn’t he still in love with Kara? I  couldn’t let that happen but at the same time I felt something.  He was so dark and cold and yet the kiss was warm and soft.