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Part 4
She was walking for two days now and in half a giorno she would reach the border of Camelot. She had to be careful. Morganas men were looking for her because she overheard Morgana and Agravain one night when she was looking for a place to sleep. The village where she lived got attacked and she had to run. It was almost in the middle of the night when she saw a valley and a little hut in the distance and thought maybe she could stay there for the night. While she was thinking she suddenly heard a noise. The sound of a galloping horse coming nearer and nearer. She turned around and when she saw the rider approach very quickly she jumped out of the way and hid behind a tree. She was startled because she didn’t expect someone to ride through here in the night.
When her pulse slowed down she peeked out to see who it was. It was too dark to see and she was too far away. So she sneaked nearer until she could see men in a dark mantello jumped from his horse and went into the hut. Now Gwen dared to sneak behind the wooden hut and looked inside through a window. She had to clap her mouth in shock when she recognized Morgana and Agravain. She had to close her eyes for a moment to calm herself down. Then she could hear Agravaine speak.
“Everything’s prepared my lady. The herald is on his way. I can bring te the plans in two days’ time.”
“Why not sooner?” Morgana replied, standing with the back to Gwen.
“I don’t know where the plans of the tunnels are. I need Arthur to mostra them to me before I can send our spy to steal them.”
“Then in two days will be the end of Arthur Pendragon and the trono of Camelot is mine. Once and for all.”
Morgana laughed.
Gwen stepped back from the window. A twig cracked beneath her feet.
“What was this?” she could her Morgana say inside. Her cuore skipped a beat. Then she ran.
Gwen knew that morgana had seen her. She didn’t risk to look back but she could hear Morgana cursing. Gwen ran for her life; her cuore raced, her blood rushed in her ears, she could hear the pounding sound. She clutched her hand to her side because it started to hurt. But she didn’t stop. She knew she couldn’t escape da running. On the horse they would catch her in no time. Her only chance was to hide. She ran deeper into the woods where the threes stood closer so it would be harder to follow her and she had the darkness of the night on her side.
Then she came to a stream. At the bank she stood still for a moment. She knew it was dangerous but it was the best way to vanish her trace. So she jumped.
Fortunately Gwen has been running in the right direction; towards Camelot. She couldn’t get caught because she had to warn Camelot. She had to warn Arthur. o Merlin. She didn’t know if she could face Arthur since he told her that he didn’t want to see her anymore.
“I can’t blame him,” she thinks. “I would’ve done the same.” She remembered how angry and disappointed she felt when she heard that Arthur dumped her for Vivian. That was then. Now she probably would have suspected that Arthur couldn’t be in his right mind, that he might be enchanted. Like she knew when he broke up with her because his Uncle talked him into it. Suddenly a thought came to her mind. What if she had been enchanted, too?
Gwen sat down under a albero for a moment and drank from a bottle which she got from a nice old woman in a village she came through on her way.
What if? It would make her innocent. The thoughts were spinning around in her head.
“Stop. I can think about that later. There’s something più important that I have to concentrate on,” she told herself and got to her feet again. She sent another prayer that Merlin, who she knew already suspected Agravain, could stop him o at least see through his plan because Gwen didn’t knew if she would make it in time. Perhaps she had won a day, rather less as they were distracted with looking for her. Still the time was running out and she increased her speed.
Suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side of the path behind some low berry bushes. She wanted to scream but a hand was put over her mouth.
Then she was set free again and when she turned around she almost screamed again as she saw Merlin.
“Hello Gwen,” Merlin smiled at her and they fell into each other’s arms.
“Merlin! What are te doing here?” Gwen gasped in his arms. He released her and had still a big smile on his face.
“I was looking for te and I found you,” he told her. Then he tilted his head and looked quizzically at Gwen. Her face had turned serious and she grabbed Marlins arm.
“What’s wrong,” he asked.
“Merlin, te have to warn Arthur! te are right, Agravain is the traitor and he works on Morganas behalf. He wants to steal the plans of the secret tunnels beneath Camelot!”
“What? Really? How do te know that?”
“I overheard them and now Morgana is hunting me. Please Merlin, te have to hurry and warn Arthur.”
“But te have to come with me.”
Gwen looked away and whispered: “I can’t, te know. I can’t come with te back to Camelot. I’m banished and I deserve it.”
“No, te don’t,” Merlin detto with a mysterious smile as if he knew something that she didn’t.
“But…,” she began.
“Shut up and let’s go. I tell te on the way. Besides, I need you. I fear Arthur wouldn’t believe me if I told him the truth about his Uncle. But he would believe te when te tell him what te told me.”
Gwen hesitated then she took Merlin’s hand and they went to a nearby stream where Merlin had tied his horse on a tree.
He walked to the stream, filled his bottle with water and gave it to Gwen. She took it and tied it around her waist. Then she looked at Merlin and smiled.
“Thank you,” she detto and hugged her friend.
“What for?” he asked puzzled and patted her back.
“Everything,” she replied. “For looking for me and bringing me back.”
“Yeah, right,” he detto while loosening the rein from the tree. “By the way, with Morgana chasing you, it would be saver for te in Camelot where we can look after you.”
“I can look after me on my own, thank you,” she countered saucily. Merlin helped her on the horse, laughing and climbed on it and sat behind her. She was laughing, too and they started their way back to Camelot.
For a while they chatted about everything that had happened since they last had seen each other. Merlin told her that Arthur missed her badly and wasn’t himself since he had sent her away. Gwen smiled sadly and fell silent for the successivo thirty minutes. She tried to imagine how to face Arthur. How would he react? Would he want to see her? Merlin assured her that he would. How should she tell him? She sighed. Then she thought about the theory she had early and something came to her mind.
“Merlin, te detto te want to tell me something. What is it?”
“Oh that. I found out that it wasn’t your fault.”
“What?”
“The betrayal of course. It was all Morgana’s plan.”
“Really? But how? Do te want to say that…?”
He nodded,
“You were enchanted. I found the bracelet that Lancelot gave to you. There was an enchantment on it that manipulated your feelings.”
“Oh, why didn’t I noticed it earlier when I couldn’t explain it to myself! But Merlin,” she looked at him confused. “Why did Lancelot gave this bracelet to me? Did he know?”
Merlin nodded again. “Yes, Gwen. Actually he wasn’t the real Lancelot we knew. He was a shade raised from the dead da Morgana.”
“Really?!” Gwen was shocked. “Then this time it worked to tear Arthur and me apart.”
Her eyes narrowed and her lips were pressed together. Merlin became a little afraid of the anger shown in her face. It was unusual for Gwen to get furious.
“Merlin? Would te do something for me?”
"Yes, sure. Everything. Well, not everything te know.” He tried to make a joke to force away the scary expression on her face. But she stayed serious.
“Make Morgana pay. I’d like to do it myself, but I believe I wouldn’t succeed against her magic.”
Merlin’s expression turned from surprise to disbelieve.
“I’ll try,” he promised.
tbc~
successivo time Arwens reunion unless something o someone interrupts.
when I wrote the Merlin/gwen part I almost couldn't stop I so Amore to write about their friendship. But I guess te don't mind ;)
Part 5:link
Part 4
She was walking for two days now and in half a giorno she would reach the border of Camelot. She had to be careful. Morganas men were looking for her because she overheard Morgana and Agravain one night when she was looking for a place to sleep. The village where she lived got attacked and she had to run. It was almost in the middle of the night when she saw a valley and a little hut in the distance and thought maybe she could stay there for the night. While she was thinking she suddenly heard a noise. The sound of a galloping horse coming nearer and nearer. She turned around and when she saw the rider approach very quickly she jumped out of the way and hid behind a tree. She was startled because she didn’t expect someone to ride through here in the night.
When her pulse slowed down she peeked out to see who it was. It was too dark to see and she was too far away. So she sneaked nearer until she could see men in a dark mantello jumped from his horse and went into the hut. Now Gwen dared to sneak behind the wooden hut and looked inside through a window. She had to clap her mouth in shock when she recognized Morgana and Agravain. She had to close her eyes for a moment to calm herself down. Then she could hear Agravaine speak.
“Everything’s prepared my lady. The herald is on his way. I can bring te the plans in two days’ time.”
“Why not sooner?” Morgana replied, standing with the back to Gwen.
“I don’t know where the plans of the tunnels are. I need Arthur to mostra them to me before I can send our spy to steal them.”
“Then in two days will be the end of Arthur Pendragon and the trono of Camelot is mine. Once and for all.”
Morgana laughed.
Gwen stepped back from the window. A twig cracked beneath her feet.
“What was this?” she could her Morgana say inside. Her cuore skipped a beat. Then she ran.
Gwen knew that morgana had seen her. She didn’t risk to look back but she could hear Morgana cursing. Gwen ran for her life; her cuore raced, her blood rushed in her ears, she could hear the pounding sound. She clutched her hand to her side because it started to hurt. But she didn’t stop. She knew she couldn’t escape da running. On the horse they would catch her in no time. Her only chance was to hide. She ran deeper into the woods where the threes stood closer so it would be harder to follow her and she had the darkness of the night on her side.
Then she came to a stream. At the bank she stood still for a moment. She knew it was dangerous but it was the best way to vanish her trace. So she jumped.
Fortunately Gwen has been running in the right direction; towards Camelot. She couldn’t get caught because she had to warn Camelot. She had to warn Arthur. o Merlin. She didn’t know if she could face Arthur since he told her that he didn’t want to see her anymore.
“I can’t blame him,” she thinks. “I would’ve done the same.” She remembered how angry and disappointed she felt when she heard that Arthur dumped her for Vivian. That was then. Now she probably would have suspected that Arthur couldn’t be in his right mind, that he might be enchanted. Like she knew when he broke up with her because his Uncle talked him into it. Suddenly a thought came to her mind. What if she had been enchanted, too?
Gwen sat down under a albero for a moment and drank from a bottle which she got from a nice old woman in a village she came through on her way.
What if? It would make her innocent. The thoughts were spinning around in her head.
“Stop. I can think about that later. There’s something più important that I have to concentrate on,” she told herself and got to her feet again. She sent another prayer that Merlin, who she knew already suspected Agravain, could stop him o at least see through his plan because Gwen didn’t knew if she would make it in time. Perhaps she had won a day, rather less as they were distracted with looking for her. Still the time was running out and she increased her speed.
Suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side of the path behind some low berry bushes. She wanted to scream but a hand was put over her mouth.
Then she was set free again and when she turned around she almost screamed again as she saw Merlin.
“Hello Gwen,” Merlin smiled at her and they fell into each other’s arms.
“Merlin! What are te doing here?” Gwen gasped in his arms. He released her and had still a big smile on his face.
“I was looking for te and I found you,” he told her. Then he tilted his head and looked quizzically at Gwen. Her face had turned serious and she grabbed Marlins arm.
“What’s wrong,” he asked.
“Merlin, te have to warn Arthur! te are right, Agravain is the traitor and he works on Morganas behalf. He wants to steal the plans of the secret tunnels beneath Camelot!”
“What? Really? How do te know that?”
“I overheard them and now Morgana is hunting me. Please Merlin, te have to hurry and warn Arthur.”
“But te have to come with me.”
Gwen looked away and whispered: “I can’t, te know. I can’t come with te back to Camelot. I’m banished and I deserve it.”
“No, te don’t,” Merlin detto with a mysterious smile as if he knew something that she didn’t.
“But…,” she began.
“Shut up and let’s go. I tell te on the way. Besides, I need you. I fear Arthur wouldn’t believe me if I told him the truth about his Uncle. But he would believe te when te tell him what te told me.”
Gwen hesitated then she took Merlin’s hand and they went to a nearby stream where Merlin had tied his horse on a tree.
He walked to the stream, filled his bottle with water and gave it to Gwen. She took it and tied it around her waist. Then she looked at Merlin and smiled.
“Thank you,” she detto and hugged her friend.
“What for?” he asked puzzled and patted her back.
“Everything,” she replied. “For looking for me and bringing me back.”
“Yeah, right,” he detto while loosening the rein from the tree. “By the way, with Morgana chasing you, it would be saver for te in Camelot where we can look after you.”
“I can look after me on my own, thank you,” she countered saucily. Merlin helped her on the horse, laughing and climbed on it and sat behind her. She was laughing, too and they started their way back to Camelot.
For a while they chatted about everything that had happened since they last had seen each other. Merlin told her that Arthur missed her badly and wasn’t himself since he had sent her away. Gwen smiled sadly and fell silent for the successivo thirty minutes. She tried to imagine how to face Arthur. How would he react? Would he want to see her? Merlin assured her that he would. How should she tell him? She sighed. Then she thought about the theory she had early and something came to her mind.
“Merlin, te detto te want to tell me something. What is it?”
“Oh that. I found out that it wasn’t your fault.”
“What?”
“The betrayal of course. It was all Morgana’s plan.”
“Really? But how? Do te want to say that…?”
He nodded,
“You were enchanted. I found the bracelet that Lancelot gave to you. There was an enchantment on it that manipulated your feelings.”
“Oh, why didn’t I noticed it earlier when I couldn’t explain it to myself! But Merlin,” she looked at him confused. “Why did Lancelot gave this bracelet to me? Did he know?”
Merlin nodded again. “Yes, Gwen. Actually he wasn’t the real Lancelot we knew. He was a shade raised from the dead da Morgana.”
“Really?!” Gwen was shocked. “Then this time it worked to tear Arthur and me apart.”
Her eyes narrowed and her lips were pressed together. Merlin became a little afraid of the anger shown in her face. It was unusual for Gwen to get furious.
“Merlin? Would te do something for me?”
"Yes, sure. Everything. Well, not everything te know.” He tried to make a joke to force away the scary expression on her face. But she stayed serious.
“Make Morgana pay. I’d like to do it myself, but I believe I wouldn’t succeed against her magic.”
Merlin’s expression turned from surprise to disbelieve.
“I’ll try,” he promised.
tbc~
successivo time Arwens reunion unless something o someone interrupts.
when I wrote the Merlin/gwen part I almost couldn't stop I so Amore to write about their friendship. But I guess te don't mind ;)
Part 5:link
