Arthur got to his feet as quick as he could, not knowing where he was or how he'd gotten there.

He couldn't make out his surroundings due to heavy fog but he saw a figure moving towards him.

She came closer and as she reached out to touch him, the fog suddenly dissapeared.

"Hello, Arthur,"Morgana greeted him softly. He stared at her confused; it seemed she hadn't aged a day since he had last seen her, altough it had been many decades."Where are we?"

"I'm sorry to tell you, but you died,"replied she gently."But on the bright side, I get to take you to Avalon now."

He didn't comprehend what she was trying to tell him, and that was rather clear by the look on his face. She searched for words to explain the ancient magic, but failed miserably.

"It means we get to stay together from now on,"she said instead, getting an excited look from him, matching the way he had always beamed on his birthdays as a child."Forever?"

She nodded solemnly."If you want to, that is."

Smiling, he took her hand into his."It's all I ever wanted."


So, that concludes the advent calendar!

Merry Christmas=)