In my defense, I'm writing most of this during my lunch recess. -3- so don't expect super amazing things. Or an especially long chapter. GAH. I'd inform you more of my pathetic life, but I 1) don't have the time and 2) am really depressed right now. Maybe I'll explain in the next chapter. Maybe.
A Destiny Lost Chapter 6
"I did?" Arthur asked awkwardly.
A small sigh resonated from the sparks. Yes. But like I said, I forgave you a long time ago. We both did.
"Do you mean she was that druid girl? You know, a couple years ago? I remember because of that monstrous Halig man," Gwen added. "He was absolutely horrid. I couldn't walk to the well to get water without being stopped and questioned."
That's Freya. She lives in the Lake of Avalon now. A... guardian of a sort.
"So..." Gwaine grinned. "On to the next order of business. You realize we've been talking for an hour now, right? We need sleep. Unlike some people who get to live in a campfire."
At least you can sleep, Merlin pointed out grumpily. I haven't tried yet, but I don't think I can. Which basically means I get to stay up all night guarding your sorry backsides.
Gaius raised an eyebrow. "Careful, Merlin. As soon as you're back you're going to be cleaning out several leech tanks." The others laughed, while Merlin groaned. "Besides, Gwaine is right. We need our sleep. Merlin can keep watch."
Elyan chortled. "Never thought I'd see the day, when Merlin of all people would be trusted with watch."
Hang on! the warlock protested. I've kept watch for you ungrateful lot before. Plenty of times, on hunting trips and such.
"Yes, but we always had a backup awake so that you wouldn't fall asleep and get us killed," Leon added in a carrying whisper. The knights laughed.
Merlin grumbled, then snickered briefly. A small whoosh sound was heard, and a swirl of sparks flurried towards Arthur and the knights, igniting several holes in their blankets. "Merlin!" Arthur yelled. "That does it, you're mending this when you get back! In fact, I have several chores you're going to be taking care of!" His manservant groaned but didn't argue.
As they were all settling down to sleep, Arthur leaned forward and whispered, "It's good to have you back."
And he swore, just before closing his eyes, he heard a small reply:
Good to see you too... prat.
Mleh. Short. Shoot me. *explodes* nevermind, I spontaneously cmobusted on my own.