For a moment he didn't understand. Where was the pain? Was he dead? Arthur blinked. Something was wrong. He realized that he was watching a very bright blue sky. Something else showed up in his field of view. Friendly brown eyes.
"I'm so sorry." The voice sounded apologetic.
"What?" Arthur tried to move but something heavy was on top of him.
"Oh, let me help you up." The eyes disappeared and the heavy feeling eased and suddenly Arthur felt that he was helped up on his feet. Before him stood a young man with a blonde hair. Arthur's eyes wandered over his shoulder. Right. Magic tournament. And some kind of explosion? The blond turned to see the field too.
"YOU!" Richard screamed and raised his hands.
"I really angered him." The blond sighed, raised his hand and the upcoming light ball disappeared.
Arthur was too puzzled to realize what was going on. He watched how Alator tried to stop Richard, but was send backward and something sparkled around the boy.
"Richard is using Alator's shield." The blond hissed, whispered something and disappeared only to appearing again in front of very angry Richard.
"He murdered my parents!" Richard yelled back.
"Fool! It wasn't him, it was Uther. And that old man is dead." The blond sounded begging and stepped forward. "Stop this and I'm sure that everything will be alright."
"NO!" Richard screamed again and the air around him seemed to pulse. The shock wave hit hard over the stand. Peoples screamed and started to run away.
"Stop him, what ever it takes!" Arthur heard someone yelling when he tried to get up again. He watched how Alator with many more druids tried to break the shield around Richard, who just laughed. The air pulsed again and this time it was far more powerful. Arthur felt how he flew.
"Richard!" The blond had barely kept himself up. But Richard just laughed.
"The king will be mine! And he will be dead!"
"I can't let you do this." The blond muttered and seemed to focus. He began to gather his powers. The air around them got thicker. Dark clouds gathered in the sky. In the distance they heard the rumble.
"You do not stop me." Richard jumped forward and grabbed the blond's hand. Lightning flashed. The ground around them trembled.
"Get everyone away from here!" Arthur yelled to Leon and helped Guinevere.
"Go with Leon, now!" Arthur pushed her away and Leon took hold of her. Arthur glanced over the field again. The two boys lay in the ground. The land around them seemed to burned. And it started to rain. Arthur drew his sword, and felt a tingling in your palm. He wanted to do something, but wasn't sure what he could do. He saw how Richard moved. He spun around on his knees. Before he could stand on someone stepped in front of him.
"That was close call, let me say."
It was Bleddyn. Richard looked him.
"You survived?" Richard looked at him with astonishment.
"I managed to turn a little that it doesn't hit straight." Bleddyn grimaced and Arthur noticed the open wound on this shoulder. Bleddyn squatted and stretched out his finger.
"Now, be good boy and let me handle the rest."
Arthur was surprised about the gentle smile that went fast on the man's face.
"You …" Richard started but then he fell when Bleddyn's finger touched his forehead.
"He is very powerful." Someone said and Arthur looked his side and noticed that the blond was trying to stand up. The pouring rain was getting the field muddy.
"Are you alright?" Arthur helped him.
"Yes, that was nothing." The blond grinned. Arthur wondered.
"Is he alive?" Arthur asked from Bleddyn.
"Just sleeping." Bleddyn sighed and looked at Allan. "And you are very rapid from you movements. You protected the king. "
The blond blushed. "I just did what was right." he muttered.
"What is your name?" Arthur asked.
"Allan, sire." The blond answered.
Arthur kindly squeezed Allan's shoulder. "Thank you. You saved my life, and I will not forget it. I hope that you join us at the evening to celebrate the end of the tournament. "
Allan bowed. "I would be honoured sire."
Arthur nodded with satisfaction and then sighed heavily. He was tired. He was still holding his sword and could felt its humming sound in his mind. It usually did that when Merlin was around so now it was just confusing him. And it made him sad. Alator walked beside of him and he looked irritated.
"I think that this was it. Alator, make sure that nothing happens that boy before a hearing? " Arthur nodded toward Richard and Alator nodded and few of the druids went to Richard and drag him away. Arthur looked at again Alator. "We probably should talk with Iseldir."
"I go look him." Alator nodded and left. Arthur turned to leave but stopped abruptly and turned to look at Bleddyn. "I assume that you also come."
Bleddyn was looking after Richard thoughtfully and turned to look confusingly at Arthur.
"Specifically, you win. I never actually participated. "Allan pointed out to him. Bleddyn's eyes widened slightly.
"Oh, right. Sire." He bowed a little clumsily to Arthur who tried to smile and went on to continue his walk toward the castle. In his mind was a lot of questions, but on top of them was Guinevere's welfare. He wanted to see his wife and make sure that all was well.
Bleddyn looked at Allan and then his own shoulder. "I think someone have to take a look over this. It really hurt."
Now it was Allan who watched thoughtfully after Bleddyn when the man retreated to look some healer. After a while he looked the sky; it was finally started to clear and the sun started to warm again.
I know I know, you wait Merlin to jump up screamin "Im back prat!" He will, just wait. I don't want to make this too easy to you my dear readers *grinning madly*.
Right, special thanks to lozzabluebell who brightened my day (just don't kill me because how this chapter finally went) and made me wrote more.
And thank you every one who had still on board and the new one who want to read this. There are lot of you and I can't still believe it!
Sadly we are heading toward the very end of this story. Don't know about the sequel yet. I have let some questions open because of that but I really don't know yet.
Next chapter, the big feast.
And maybe Gwaine come back. I miss him.