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Merlin: Say it, Lily!

Lily: Noooooooo! Please, don´t use your magic tricks on me, please, Oh, powerful warlock!

Merlin: Lily!

Lily: Never!

Merlin sights and shakes his head: Sorry about this, it has to be done. Idle imercladis ay wy!

Lily was hit with the curse and started to say with difficulty: I...dont...own... Merlin or his... characters.

Merlin: That is much better, thank you!

Lily was left pouting: That`s not fair!

Merlin: Sorry! I swear it, sometimes you are worse than Dollop head.

Lily looks totally terrifying when mad: What did you say?

Merlin hides from her and the runs away.


"I won't allow you to win, Emrys!" she told Merlin, before her next curse "Peidiwch â chyd"

Again, Merlin blocked the curse, but he felt pain on his left side. Confused, he turned his head, just to see King Uther standing there, his sword still inside Merlin, a maniac look in his eyes.


"NO!" Arthur and Gwen screamed. Time passed in slow motion as Merlin dropped to the ground.

"What have you done? Father!" yelled Arthur to his King.

"He is a sorcerer, a sorcerer who escaped jail months ago. He deserves to die. He betrayed you. He betrayed us"

Arthur saw red. Morgause was watching, amused. They were killing each other!

"So now you tell me, you are willing to try to kill the only sorcerer willing to help us after you killedall of the good ones in Camelot, but didn't even try to kill her, the one who wants to kill us!." he screamed, pointing a finger towards Morgause.

"Arthur" said Gwen softly.

"In a minute, Guinevere." said Arthur, continuing to scream at the King.

"Arthur" exclaimed Gwen, more forcefully.

"I said, in a minute, Gwen." yelled Arthur.

"Arthur!" screamed Gwen, gaining the prince's attention.

"What!"

"It's Merlin, see!" she said, in amazement.

Merlin was in the ground, as Prince Arthur expected, but something gained his attention. There was a faint light surrounding him, and when it disappeared, Merlin didn´t have any injuries.

"Emrys," said a girl's voice."This is not your time to die. Your destiny is not fulfilled." Then, she walked towards Merlin. She was about eighteen years old, long dark hair and eyes. Her beauty was definitely singular.

The manservant stood up, with Gwen's help and asked the question everyone was thinking.

"Who are you?"

She smiled.

"Nyala. My name's Nyala."


After the strange apparition of the mysterious Nyala, Merlin had killed Morgause, while she intended to escape. He was now walking to his favourite lake. The one where he had seen Freya die.

The one in which he had hidden Excalibur.

He didn't notice someone following him.

When he reached the lake, he sat down in the same place where Freya had died.

His grief, however, was interrupted.

"It's a great place to think" said a voice. He didn't see it who was, but he recognized her voice.

"I didn't know you were following me, Nyala."

She smiled and sat down, next to Merlin.

"Avalon is simply beautiful. Definitely a place you'd want to be once you die, don't you think?" she asked him, and he looked confused.

"Isn't Avalon only for dead people? How do you know?"

"Because I've been there." was her simple answer.

"Who are you?" he asked, for the second time that day.

"I'm Nyala." she repeated, but then she looked at Merlin. "I have something to tell you. I haven't been completely truthful with you"

"What is it?"

"I didn't tell you my entire name" Nyala admitted. "The truth is, I was once called Freya"

Merlin looked at Nyala in shock. Nearly a year before he had been with Freya in that same spot, watching her die. But as he saw into Nyala's eyes, he noticed the similarity between his Freya and Nyala

"Freya?"Merlin muttered."It's really you?"

"I've wanted so to meet you again."

That's all that Merlin needed, for he was then kissing her sweetly but passionate. He had really missed her. They broke apart.

"How is this possible?" Merlin asked. "I saw you die."

Freya smiled, more strained this time.

"I had to help you. And it seems like it wasn't really my time either. I have to help you fulfil your destiny."

"I know I will, now you are here"

Freya smiled once again as she rested her head in Merlin's shoulder.

"I missed you" she admitted.

"Me too." Merlin said, giving her a hug.

"Merlin," she started. "You have to call me Nyala. Our enemies can't know I am Freya. Please?"

Merlin was going to ask her more about the change of name, but she had the look in her face: she seemed lost and scared, like when he had met her, some time before.

"All right, Nyala" he smiled at her.


"Wy Fwynwllied kyw fy ayw!" the leader of the old religion said, standing next to a plate of water. "Ncentura ly irvwyenste fy wy Merlin!"

A image appeared in the water. It was Merlin. Or Emrys, as many knew him.

He was with a girl, who he knew, was named Nyala. She had healed Merlin after King Uther had nearly killed him. Really, he should hug the stupid King. He had very nearly presented him with a gift, by killing Emrys.

He desperately needed to kill that boy. He had already killed one of the most powerful sorcerers alive on his side, Morgause.

But there was someone... someone who could bring Emrys to him easily.

"Lwidyn!" he called "Please, tell The Lady her services are required."

"Of course, sir" he said, a cruel smile in his face, imagining what would The Lady were to do.

The plan to bring Prince Arthur didn´t work, but this, definitely would.


Arthur was in his chambers, pacing furiously. Gwen was sitting there in concern, next to her was Sir Leon, who was a friend of Arthur; Lancelot, who had been called the moment Morgause had attacked, but had arrived late, Percival and Gwaine, two men who Lancelot had met in a tavern; all of them watching their Prince walk in circles.

"Think about it" said Lancelot. "When was the last time you saw him."

"Don't know! After the attack!" the stressed Prince said. Merlin had been missing for hours.

"But, if the King wants him dead, then wouldn't he left Camelot, you know – to hide?" asked Sir Leon.

Arthur glared at him. He hadn't thought of that.

The door suddenly opened and Arthur turned, irritated but with hope it would be his cheeky manservant. Merlin never had knocked on the door.

He was disappointed when he saw it was the Nyala girl.

She stopped suddenly, aware of everyone's eyes on her.

"Am I interrupting something?" she asked in discomfort.

"Have you seen Merlin?" everyone asked.

"Well – er – yes, actually, I have. I was with him. We talked." she said, uncomfortable.

"Where he went?" asked Gwaine.

"I think he mentioned a – er – tomb?" she muttered, her head down.

"A tomb?" asked Sir Leon. "Why would he want to go to a tomb?"

"Don't know. Didn't ask." she exclaimed." Now, before any of you have another question, I have one myself. Where am I going to stay?"

Everyone went silent. They hadn't thought about that.

"You could stay at my place." said Gwen."It's only my brother and I, and I would love to have a girl to talk to."

Nyala smiled, she liked Gwen. They would be good friends.

"Thank you," Nyala said. "Could you show me around? I haven't been in Camelot never in my life, and don´t want to get lost."

"Of course" said Gwen and getting to her feet, she dragged Nyala towards the door, where they disappeared.

"Women" all the boys said.


Arthur pushed open the doors of the graveyard. After Gwen had dragged their new friend to show her the castle and her temporary home, he had been thinking about what Nyala had said. Merlin was here. He simply knew it.

The Prince walked slowly thought the tombs, his eyes opened, searching for his servant.

He then heard a sob.

Arthur followed the sounds until he found Merlin, who was in front of Gaius' tomb.

He placed a hand into his shaking shoulder.

"How did you know I was here?" Merlin asked, shaky voice, full of pain and grief.

"I know you too well and – er – Nyala told us."

Merlin laughed, but it held no humor.

"Are you alright?" the prince asked.

"I will be," Merlin answered after a moment of silence "with time"

Arthur nodded although the manservant couldn't see him, but he knew Merlin knew he had nodded.

"I made sure his tomb was one of the best. Although Father totally agreed with me."

"Thanks." Merlin said. "For everything. For being here when I wasn't"

They sat in comfortable silence. Merlin broke it, as usual.

"I saw him die, you know," he told a shocked Arthur "in a dream, or what I thought was a dream"

That must have been horrible, Arthur thought. To have to dream about someone being killed, without knowing if it was one of your friends.

"I am sorry." Arthur said.

"It's alright," said Merlin. "We better get going. It's getting dark."

And it was getting dark. The sun was slowly getting away, and the moon was starting to rise.

"It's been a long day"

"Yeah," Merlin agreed, walking next to Arthur, until he stopped suddenly.

"What?"

"What about the King? If he sees me, he will arrest me again." said Merlin.

"You will stay at Lancelot's place. He lives in town. It seems like he inherited a home some time ago, and he said that you are welcome" Arthur explained. "Come on."

They left, without knowing about the figure that was silently watching them.


Lady Morgana stood behind a tree, a maniac look in her beautiful face.

"You will pay killing my sister, Merlin" she whispered. "I will make sure of that."

And with that, she left, like a shadow, without a sound.