AN: Here it is... The end of this story. I hope it tired up all the loose ends. If it didn't, just point them out and I will try to fix them.
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~Aaronna Philiou
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Chapter 21
Epilogue
In the years since Arthur became king, things had changed so much. It took a year after his announcement for the new magic laws to be written and put in place, but with the druids and Morgause helping write them, they were considered stern but fair. This lead to years of summits, proposed marriage alliances, and peace talks. Most nations took Camelot's magic laws as the rule in their kingdoms while others rebelled and fought to remove all traces of magic from Albion. Wars broke out and Camelot prevailed. Arthur was named High King of Albion. With their combined power of all the nations, and the addition of the children if Lady Vivienne, the first defense against the Saxon invasion, they were able to stem the attacks by offering them the newly healing Perilous Lands.
Throughout the wars, Kilgharrah was often roaming the country with a small white dragon Balinor had hatched from an egg hidden away for centuries and the pair could usually be found curled up at night by a druid camp, surrounded by children. That was where Mordred and Lancelot were found during the conflict as well as their friend, Percival, all of which where knighted by Arthur for their bravery and assistance in the years of battles.
During those years, Arthur and Gwen were married, partially to stop the marriage propositions and also because they were in love. Hunith and Balinor had gotten married before the laws passed and Merlin now had a little sister, Anna, but the lot of them claimed her as family. Morgause was toying with a sellsword named Gwaine who she found while clearing out slave traders in Mercia, but they were more fighting partners than anything else, as of yet anyway. Morgana and Sir Leon were rumored to be courting, which was completely true as they had been friends since she moved to Camelot and they were now found together for most of the day sparing, eating, attending council meetings, ect.
Now, they were all standing on the steps of the citadel waiting for the Princess of Nemeth. Merlin was hesitant to fall for anyone after Freya, so he was willing to join an arranged marriage. This was why Princess Mithian was visiting, to see if she wanted to form a treaty with Camelot by marrying Lord Merlin le Fey, son of Lady Vivienne of Cornwall. Given the starstruck look they had when the two locked eyes, it looked as though there was going to be another wedding very soon.
In the camps of the druids, the Catha, and the other tribes, a soft song began and echoed across the great isle.
"Elohim, Adonai, did you hear your people cry?
And helped us!
You listened and delivered us!
Heard our call, delivered us!
Oh, our Lord, remembered us in this burning sand!
Delivered us! Gave us the land you promised us!
Delivered us to the promised land!
Delivered us!
Heard our prayers, delivered us!
From these long years as slaves and outlaws, we grew too tired to stand
Delivered us! Gave us the land you promised us!
Delivered us to the promised land!
You delivered us! Sent us a shepherd to shepherd us!
And delivered us to the promised land!
You delivered us to the promised land!"