The door opened and she was amazed at what he saw. It was another room but wasn't! There was sun shining from the sky somewhere and trees as big as palaces hovering protectively over the entrance way. Bushes of bright vibrant flowers sprung from several spots and orange butterflies landed in his hair.

"This is not a place where anyone can come."

Merlin turned around to be faced with a boy that looked of his age, maybe older, with shades on and held what looked like a magnifying glass.

"Ah! I am sorry! I didn't know-"

"His highness's bride correct?" The boy simply stated. Merlin just nodded.

"Splendid! My name is Mordred, I'm the second doctor and the only inventor here!"

"Oh, well I'm Merlin."

Mordred grabbed Merlin's hand and kissed it lightly. "By any chance do you have any pain? A cold? Athlete's foot?" Merlin shook his head, a little crept out. "Ah...no I'm fine."

"In that case let me write you a charm," The inventor said letting go of Merlin's hand to get out parchment and an ink pen. "It's called 'Completion of one's wish'."

Mordred started to draw something on the paper and handed it to Merlin. "The form might not be perfect, but the effect is good." Merlin only giggled at the boy's drawing skills that were like a young child's.

"I am sorry but right now I don't have any special wish." "Before I want the rain to fall but it has already been granted."

The other boy just narrowed his eyes at a nearby tree. "I doubt the rain has fallen."

Merlin dropped the paper and ran to his husband's quarters.

"Sire! Is it true?!"

Arthur turned around to face his worried looking bride's face. "What are you being noisy about?" He asked just wanting to be left in peace.

"Is it true?" Merlin repeated again holding back any tears that threatened to fall. "Did you let the rain fall? If it doesn't rain a lot of people will die! Everyone is hoping! It might be a waste of time for you, but for humans it is their lives! How is it possible for you to always play with human lives?"

Arthur only hummed for a second after Merlin's angry rant before opening his mouth. "That's that law of effect and cause," He said calmly. "How much is nature being returned depends on how much it is receiving. Aren't the humans the ones who are really selfish? As long as one is safe, it doesn't matter what happens to the other people. Shouldn't you know that better than anyone?"

Merlin's tears started to fall silently as he remembered, how could he not. If we can do a sacrifice, we can live! Just one person, just one person. "Just one person." Merlin whispered.

"Also," Arthur continued smirking as the nearest servant poured him some tea. "Aren't you misunderstanding something? Why don't you try understanding your own situation?" Merlin stumbled back on his feet tripping on his robes, his face in shock as if the boy he was starting like had just slapped him. He ran out of the room, full sobs escaping from him. He didn't want t remember it, he didn't want to remember any of it.

Gaius glared at Arthur. Arthur could feel their piercing stares but continue to ignore him.

So stupid! I was mistaken. I've been fooled by his appearance...I forgot that I am facing a bad tempered God- His thoughts were cut off as someone grabbed his wrist. "What is it?!" He yelled turning around to face Cenred. "Oh, Cenred, I am sorry." The man only nodded. "Did something happen?" He asked.

"No, it's nothing."

Cenred nodded again and walked a little way to a beautiful lake and sat down, with Merlin following him. "I will help you any time. If you are tired, tell me."

"Thank you. I don't want to leave here yet though, I have to try my best." Merlin said facing the open sky. Cenred's heart fluttered at the man's words. He is different than her. 'Let's escape, let's escape together Cenred.' No, Merlin was nothing like her. He only resembled her.

"Why are you so ill tempered Arthur?" Mordred asked sipping a strong alcohol. The Water God was back in his night form as he sat with one of his friends and drank, they were floating over the world of the humans. "It's not like you don't like her."

Nevertheless, one way or another I actually like this world Mordred. The ground is undoubtedly dry with it's extreme ugliness due to the drought and the people fight and kill each other continuously, but the moon is always beautiful..."

"It's not me; the humans are killing themselves. The humans make the water unclean and contaminated. Killing off not only their own but also other animals. Once it's over, everything will be destroyed."

Mordred only drank smiling. "Even so, are you going to continue making your cute bride cry?"

Arthur sat in silence. "Hah.." He sighed. "Is suppose I have no choice." And he spilled his alcohol over the human's world. The liquid dropping like rain drops from the heavens. God is meant to forgive humans in the end. Even while he is betrayed each time.

Hunith took Freya's hand as the girl continued to cry. "Mom, I never got to say goodbye to him! What's wrong with me?!" Hunith just hushed the girl, rubbing her hair in a comforting way. "Merlin went for us, he'd gone to save our village, I don't think he wants you to cry over him dear."

Freya push herself up from her mother's lap. "But it hasn't even rained yet! We're going to die like all the others do each year and Merlin is dead for no reason!" Hunith could feel the tear rolling over her rosy cheeks. It was true, she had seem Merlin flailing around in the water, and the boat came back to shore empty and upside-down. I am a terrible mother.

All of the sudden William barged in through the door. Hunith and Freya stared at him with hatred for interrupting their family time. Will didn't even bat and eyelid. "Hunith! Freya! It's raining!"

Both women sat up and rain outside to be showered in cool glistening water. Hunith got down on her knees and started sobbing. "Thank you Merlin. Thank you."

Some of them might have remembered Merlin, who sacrificed himself to become the bride of Arthur.

And in the future, this will be passed down as a story...

The story of a violent god of water who was calmed by a boy...Who sacrificed himself to save a village...

"So his highness let the rain fall? What's with the fickleness all of the sudden?"

Merlin only looked at Morgana, his face solemn and sad. His white headdress flowing in the wind as he turned to face her.

The female god turned towards Merlin, a smirk playing at the corner of mouth.

"But, aren't you curious about what happened to all of his highness's previous brides?"