Tenth Chapter
could not push away enough not to feel his breath against my face and turned his eyes in an attempt to alienate while his body was moving frantically in an attempt to break free from the socket. He heard a retching throat burn and eyes turn back the pupils disappearing under the eyelids open. Something scratched his leg and felt his ribs crack under the weight of the man. horror and shame of the moment when soon realized that weight was gone. I just feel confused voices while someone gently, trying to put it sitting on the ground and carrying a water bottle to his lips.
Turning Merlin saw his face and tried to speak kindly take a sip of water, without success. To his mortification was shaking so enormous as to be able to say a word.
"What do you think you're doing?" The angry voice of Arthur forced her to turn around.
"Sire, nothing bad ... sketched the other with an uncertain smile "... We were just enjoying a little 'answered before watching Morgan, sitting on the ground" is not so, "he asked, asking for support" Tell him! "he insisted.
She did not reply, and Arthur turned to face her.
"Do not talk," he warned, "You do not speak to me again, not looking nor dare to touch it. If I will reported the opposite, or if you only suspect that you have violated my orders I will make sure that the ax with which the Executioner will chop off the head is dull and you die slowly in excruciating pain, "she explained, so quiet man who felt the blood leave it and leave it pale as a corpse, "I said?" he asked, his voice cracking with anger, which even threatened to break down the walls of his apparent calm.
"SS-Yes, sir," the angry babble Arthur further, forcing him to move his eyes or he would bring forward the promise to end that night and by his sword, so he ordered, "Get out of my sight now," taking the teeth close enough to him for the jaw pain all night.
It took some time to regain his composure, "Are you okay?" Asked the girl while Merlin was supporting with his quiet presence.
"Sure," she said hardening expression not to let it leak out its upheaval.
"We will try again" assured "that no one takes you closer to your skin still"
She smiled ironically, "What I have not approached something that happens often "
" Merlin will accompany you in your room, "he said gesturing to his servant.
"I can go alone "she replied while leaning on the shoulder of Merlin to his feet," Being a maid and a woman does not make me be a shaky looking for a hand to hold "the denial fully what had happened but she was only his pride, and had aggrapparcisi with all his might to avoid being crushed.
"What harm is there to accept a hand to hold?" The question came so gentle and sad to leave her confused. She looked at him for goats if he had uttered those words or was to his mind betrayed "I knew a woman once so" bitter smile "Eager to prove to the world does not need anyone. But a person's life is made of everything she needs. If one day you will say that I have never had need of nothing mean only that you'll never have anything to live for "
They stared in silence, long, oblivious of Merlin. One of them had revealed too much, and neither was sure who it was.
"Good Night" He said breaking the moment, going beyond the two servants without waiting to receive any reply.
Merlino did not ask the meaning of the note hidden among his things that night. But he did it the next day and she was evasive and shy, until he surrendered.
That day there were four public performances. Arthur assistant as she must, and watched with impassive expression standing alongside his father, towering and commanding while before he died took the name of justice.
Morgana in these circumstances was limited to a silent opposition, which corresponded to the maximum that could express disapproval without getting herself into a cell on charges of treason. Arthur knew that every time she watched the executions from behind one of the windows of his wing in hopes of an afterthought or a miracle, but neither ever happened and he avoided meeting her because of his disappointment and his disgust the law would have corresponded to disappointment and disgust for her and that was something I did not know how to deal with.
"Here, my dear," Arthur turned to hear the voice polite and smiling to his father, and caught the new garment of Morgana and her smile obsequiously.
"I apologize for the delay," he apologized with a quick bow of the head, taking the arm of Uther.
Arthur looked at her watch that show with pride and indifference, as if the crowd huddled under the wooden stage on which they were losing their lives one after the other four men were on that other ants under his feet . He had seen many performances since he had attended the first ten years age, learning to disguise pause, and compassion as an expression of stoic self-control. He liked not having to ever claim the same from Morgana, let it be aflame with passion and justice, even if most of the time this was of the inconvenience, but it had preserved - in her full light and full of shadows, without and pain of mystery meat and covered with court etiquette - a piece of innocence that would not have ever been removed. A piece of innocence, which now seemed to be no trace.
That was the most painful execution to which Arthur was never obliged to attend.
He looked, I'd rather watch a man's head that rolled on wooden boards as the crowd cheered act of justice, rather than Morgana. Because that - that woman as she moved and took what was hers - that had not Morgana.
"I do not understand ... there is something strange in this," Merlin said running a hand through his hair, ignoring the cold air "It 's all the same but it's all changed," insisted Arthur is not the same idiot of all time, that is ... is an idiot, just a different idiot "sketched" And Lady Morgana has become so ... -so "could not find enough words that can define its insensitivity to any emotion that did not concern it. Or maybe he could not say it aloud condemning the idea of her own to change forever "And that servant ... I'm sure there is some magic in her, otherwise this warning would not make sense. "
" Your job is to keep alive because Arthur can fulfill his destiny, and he is vivo. It remains that way, nothing else matter "the voice of the dragon bounced between the walls of stone and Merlin was irritated by the sound that is his inclination to leave the dark about everything.
"If I do not know what's going on how can I protect it?" Snapped "I know there is something wrong," insisted the edge of exasperation.
"What do you want to know," asked the dragon "Some things are inevitable. This is the beginning of the legend "
" By what law? "She asked, Merlin.
"The legend of Arthur and the woman who became queen. The Legend of Morgana, from the soul as its ugly face. "
" What are you saying? "
"Men speak their language and proclaim the truth and Decanter lies, but what will be again. What is will always be. "
Merlin sensed the presence of Lady Morgana implementation of the Druids was full of significance to Arthur unacceptable, especially because they spent the day to be even more intractable than usual, and when he offered a ride because you distendesse nerves - put a sword in his hand would be tantamount to the death of someone and he did not intend to carry this weight on my conscience - the prince almost cut off his head, neck, but still followed his advice.
She saw him enter the room darkened and ready to unleash his rage on the first person who happened to be shot, and saw him leave pensive and distracted.
Staying out of the stables was only able to catch some spark of conversation with the maid.
"There were executions"
"I know
Both spoke curtly and nervous, and Merlin was afraid that he approached the fire to the straw with that advice.
"There you have witnessed?"
"My invitation must be lost," he replied sarcastically, "It pains me greatly I missed the edifying spectacle of a poor man who why is beheaded has made a tea with some evil-looking grass but I will survive "in reality there was a serious possibility that one of the men arrested was the cause of his nightmares about Arthur, and was relieved to know that it would no longer be able to do harm, but the death was a cruel and unjustifiable, and a part of you is angry for her and for their relief.
"They did much more than a cup of tea, I fear," Arthur pointed out with the same sarcasm "E Justice must act for the good of all "
" Justice? "blurted out, without being able to control" you have the nerve to tell me that this is justice in your eyes? That's when you will not be different from the King Uther? I underestimated you so much? I expect different things from you, you have always been better than your father! "Vehemently shouted in his face without realizing what he had done.
"You gave me of you," he said, stunned by his words and his enthusiasm, and those eyes full of mystery and life that were familiar to him as air.
"Excuse me, do not happen again," she turned her face and handed him the reins "Here. Good ride, sire
But the ride was not good. It changed the pace of Avalon at any moment by imposing the first step and then the gallop then too, and so on. His mind continued to overlap the two sides in those days were his torment and his pleasure, and could not say which one and what was the other.
remained silent all evening, sitting in front of the fireplace with one elbow propped on the arm of his chair and staring at the flames, while Merlin tidied slow.
"Is everything okay?" the servant asked hesitantly. Arthur made a sound so, and the fact that rimbeccasse not reproach him for being too slow or the fact that his mood was not to worry they did not concern him much, but had no idea how to get him to talk.
"The servants of the castle have a room where hot?" Asked after a long moment of silence, leaving Merlin dumbfounded by the question "Yes, I believe ... in the kitchen the fire should be lit"
"They eat enough," he asked again, and Merlin's time was faster in response "would not call it a succulent feast, but it fills the stomach, sire
The young servant stared at him while the other continued to ignore anything that was not the thoughts that forced the front , and thought that there was only one reason possible for which Arthur had asked those questions.
Morgana was not even approached by this man, or anyone else. The fact that no one were addressing Merlin was now much more than usual and therefore not increasing the rumors reached the ears of a servant of servants who were whispering that Prince Arthur defended with particular emphasis, or those created when rumors spread through the village. The people loved to gossip, was the only funny thing that they could devote themselves without spending money they did not have. And in their gossip loved the details, and a servant faceless and nameless material was not suitable for their dreams, so they began to return to good-looking is that they knew who worked as cooks or laundresses. The servant object of attention of Arthur Pendragon had various names during the days that followed. Only one of them survived and until it merges in its legend.
Geneva.
But Geneva was not the one to whom he gave orders furious whenever had to undergo a will which did not agree, was not one to which he confessed his feelings every time you speak her name again like a prayer secret, brushing her hair while she had her back, or simply staying in his personal space to breathe in his presence and find peace. She trembled and was silent and ignored the truth because it was safer.
"Should I cut your tongue," he said in anger "Amee" beloved I'm sorry - he admitted.
"What have I done so bad by having to endure!" Snapped in their discussions "Amee" beloved not really think - he murmured.
"The royal family dinner together," quipped, "Good night Amee" beloved be terribly boring without you tonight.
She became his shadow, or maybe - maybe - was the reverse.
E Lady Morgana saw them.
"I do not like that horrible servant!" Snapped setting its image in the mirror as he sat at a table in the toilet.
"What for?" Gwen asked, wincing, and withdrawing the hand that brushed her hair.
"The is always at his heels, as if Arthur ... as if my Arthur had time for her," he continued, ignoring the question of his young servant, absently turning the cuff with the snakes that led always on the wrist and tormented whenever she was nervous "does not understand that there is no room for her in our lives? She wants to ruin everything, I know! "
" My Lady ... "Gwen could not find words to calm her, and perhaps would not be used because she did not seem to pay any attention," My Lady ... I am sure that nobody can be an obstacle "
Maybe not, but she could not really take that risk. When he smiled coldly staring at the image in the mirror - so beautiful and perfect and his - knew he would not let his old life was following her in this new. That his past claim that the man had chosen for herself. She and Morgan were one step from being happy, one step away from achieving the dreams of both, and that monster was a threat that could not tolerate.
"I have something to say to you," he said that afternoon in the presence of the King, smiling friendly and fearful.
"I hear you, my dear" and the gentle smile with which disappeared quickly welcomed her as the girl told him to suspect one of the servants of the castle of witchcraft.
"What proof do you have against her?" Even take very seriously the concerns of young people need some evidence against him, some occurrence that was due but not Morgana could give him. It gave the fool for not having thought more carefully to those allegations but remedied showing serious concern for the fate of the kingdom and Arthur had taken less seriously if his suspicions, "I fear that she did a spell. Arthur was the very attacked and nearly killed a man because she asked him "
Uther looked concerned, nodding, "Of course it is a matter to be investigated better," he said going there and shaking hands, "And you're not sure a person who can never blame someone for petty reasons, knowing your adversity to the harsh laws against magic
"just laws that serve the kingdom," she insisted, hugging him to force the projectivity of man, knowing that would give "You and Arthur are the most important people to me and forgive me if my hesitation because there were no evil, "insisted in a broken voice the concern, knowing that we have just won all resistance to Uther. Morgan would have done anything.
The soldiers took away the young girl from the stables a little later, holding her by the wrists and dragging away weight.
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