The Mark of Nimueh III

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Her room was in a complete disaster.Worse than Merlin's.Her clothes were all over the floor.Her wooden box open and the things from inside it scattered across the table.Her bed covers were all over the place.She still wondered how she had worked herself up to have feelings for such a boy,when he was so messy himself.But maybe that was one thing that attracted her to him,the way he was so carefree.Shaking her head slightly she bend over to take one of the tunics that were on the floor but she noticed someone else starting to make her bed.

"Guinevere?"she asked.The dark skinned girl turned to look at her with surprise."Lady Isabella."she gave a small bow as she walked closer to her.A vain ticked on her jaw at the reference.She just had to go with her waters for now.Taking her confused look Guinevere continued."I thought that you might need help with your room since Arthur didn't let anything standing."she joked as she gave her a smile.

Isabella was surprised.Guinevere was such a nice person and she had misunderstood her.She felt guilty inside her.It was after all her right to have affections towards the young warlock."That's very sweet of you.Thank you."she replied with one of her own smiles.

The two of them worked for a couple of hours until the room was back on its place and her wooden box safely placed on the back of her cupboard.Gwen was long gone and now Isabella was at the peace and quiet of her room.The last light of the sun could be seen in the distance.It was almost time for her to go.She moved to her window.From there she could see the front of the palace.
People were slowly moving to their homes,and Knights were returning from patrols and others were just leaving for one.She would have to be really careful since the guards were doubled everywhere.

She drapped a new cloak on her shoulders as she left her chambers.
She kept an eye over her shoulder this time for anyone who could follow her.After finally making it out of the palace walls,thank the Lord unnoticed,she pulled her hood over her face.She couldn't risk her identity,and especially when the city of Camelot was in alert.It wasn't long before she was going down the stairs of the dungeons.This time she passed unnoticed since there weren't any guards.Has anyone ever told the King that this is dangerous leaving the dungeons unguarded?She lit a torch up with magic and quickly got down the long corridor and the stairs behind the last wooden door.

She pushed her hood back as she went inside the stone gate.And as if on cue he was waiting her there.The Great dragon sat comfortably on a huge rock in front of her.Wise face on."Let me guess,you were expecting me."she said sarcastically.

"This time your instinct called me."the dragon replied.She gave him a confused look as she placed her hand on her hip since her other was holding the torch.She brushed it off with a shook of her head."I need your help.There's a disease spreading throughout Camelot,and the answer to it is that it's caused by sorcery."

"And where exactly you need my help?"her temper was rising again.Second time this day she was going to murder someone."You know what,I made a mistake to come here."she said as she turned to leave.It angered her when she wanted a straightforward reply and he would play it all wise and mighty.Like she couldn't do that herself!Heck he was a more than hundreds of years old dragon.

"What I mean is that you already have your answer young sorceress."the dragon's voice said behind her.She stopped and turned to look at him.Her hazel eyes still full with confusion."I think you've met once with the person who has done this."he added as he eyed her carefully.

Isabella looked down for a moment,
her mind full of thoughts.She had made the same thought this morning.There were barely a few people who could use magic like this and she had only met one when she was younger.She raised her gaze and looked at the patient waiting dragon.One name slipped from her lips."Nimueh.But why would she do something like this?"

"Not everyone is like you and the young warlock,IsabellaThat is for you to learn in the future."The dragon said as he started to flap his wings."And one more thing.Keep these informations for yourself.And take care of the young warlock."And with those words he flew higher into the cave.Isabella shook her head again at his way of speaking.Instead of giving her answers she made her even more confused.

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A few days passed.More and more people died from the magic that Nimueh had created.From what she had picked up from Gaius's words the disease she made was spreading through water.And fast.She just couldn't wrap her head around it,why would she do something like that?She was a powerful sorceress and she had met her in the past but it gave her no thought for threat.

She sighed heavily as she walked down the halls of the huge palace that morning.It was buzzing with business as usual.Outside the window she could see the knights training.Everything was moving normally like nothing was happening and yet her mind was running ten times more quicker than usual.It had been a while she had seen Merlin as well.She decided that a little bit of distance between them would be perfect for her to clear her mind.

Suddenly she heard shouting from down the hall.She couldn't pin point who was talking but she certainly heard the words 'I'm innocent' and 'please help me'.She jogged and turned the corner just as the prince and two guards dragged a woman with them away.Guinevere.She looked at the back of Arthur's heard.Glowing pouch,witchcraft,sudden recover of her father.She stumbled back a little bit.Gwen,accused for sorcery?Something wasn't correct here.

She walked quickly down the hall and followed them.They were heading for the Throne Room.Until reaching the big room she almost collided with the young warlock that quickly entered the room and hid behind a pillar.She was surprised he didn't spare her a second glance,let alone only one.But even though it seemed as the situation in front of them seemed more important than her right now.She was so confused as to what had happened.

Before her Lady Morgana entered the grand room.Isabella had a mental battle as if she had to go inside and listen or wait until Merlin could come outside and tell her everything.But then again wasn't he going to be in a weird mood when the King would get his decision?Pushing all her thoughts aside she entered the room quietly and hid in the same pillar Merlin did.

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