Alright, this is just rewrote chapter (epilogue from Blind Future) so I hope you are not disappointed too much. And now this little story is ended. And you know what happened next (Future to remember). I hope Happy Xmas Time to all of you and after New Year I'm back with the story Before the sunset can't be…

"Do you know healer named Heather?" Arthur asked. Gilan nodden.

"Yes. Why?"

"If you ever see her. Say my thanks to her. And that I was stupid and I didn't followed her advice."

Gilan looked confused.

"She saved my and Merlin's life last autumn." Arthur explained. Gilan stared him but nodded then.

"I say if I meet her."

"So?"

"What?"

Arthur stared both the healers.

"Can I go now? I haven't been out of the bed to four month."

Gaius smiled.

"Yes, you can go now."

Arthur was out of his room before they could say anything else. Gaius sighed and Gilan laughed.

"I don't know how he survived, but I'm glad he did. Now I have to go my friend."

Gilan clenched Gaius' hands.

"Everything all right?" Gaius asked.

"My head is still in place so, yes, I think so. Post a message if something comes in front."

"Of course. Gilan, thank you."

Gilan gathered his minor belongings and left. Gaius yawned. He felt that he hadn't slept the whole winter. Arthur was, however, survived. Now there was only one grief left. Merlin.

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He found himself get out of breath too easily when he climb up the stairs and had to stop frequently to rest on the way. When he arrived, he stopped breathing in the fresh air.

His eyes, however, wandered and found a place.

Arthur's hand touched the blood mark that now stained the stone before him. Even after the long winter it was still there, the place their blood had mixed as one, where both of them lay dying together.

All had been etched deeply into Arthur. He doubted that he couldn't stop seen the nightmares before Merlin would safely be at home.

The sound of the door opening snapped Arthur out of his thoughts, and he looked up to see Gwen clutching an arm full of yellow flowers.

"It's officially springtime." She commented. "Just look at these flowers, aren't they beautiful." She smiled, walking up beside him.

"They are" Arthur agreed. "Beautiful just like you Gwen." He smiled brightly before kissing her gently.

"Should you be here?" Gwen murmured with a hint of worry.

"Gaius gave me permission; he said that I'm fine now." Arthur assured.

"I'm glad to hear that."

Gwen's gaze turned mournful as she let her eyes pass over the blood stain. "Do you think he's still alive?" she whispered sadly.

"I hope so." Arthur answered honestly.

"Then why after all this time has there been no word from him?"

"I myself took the whole winter to recover. For Merlin and the magic he possesses, I believe it must have been much harder." Or at least that's what Gaius and Gilan had told him, but even the old physician wasn't for sure.

"I miss him so much." She admitted. "It was a hard winter with your recovery and all, and when he's not here it's, it's…" Gwen's voice broke and Arthur pulled her to him in a firm embrace.

"I know." He murmured understandingly "And I promise you Gwen, if there is no word from him by midsummer I'll go and find him myself."

Gwen nuzzled, burrowing her head into the Prince's shoulder, and Arthur hugged her tighter.

"I'll find him Gwen." He swore. "I'll find him and I bring him back to us."

"Lancelot has been looking for information about him throughout the winter. He promised to notify us immediately if he hear something." Gwen said.

"Good." Arthur felt gratitude. But at the same time, he felt even more powerless. He was going to take more time before he would be completely healthy and be ready to left Camelot.

And there was some issues with his father too what he should clarify first. He could vaguely remember that he was made his father to promise something.

"You feel cold Arthur. And you're awfully pale." Gwen lifted up her hands on the Arthur's cheeks. Arthur smiled.

"I suspect at times that I don't deserve you."

Gwen blushed and tried to pull out, but Arthur pulled her back.

"You know, I made a decision this winter. One, regardless of whether or not Merlin is here."

"Yes?" Gwen whispered.

Arthur looked deep into Gwen's eyes.

"I'm not going to lose anyone anymore, Guinevere."

And he kissed his beloved woman.