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Chapter Three

Arthur felt a hand grip his, He turned to see his soon-to-be wife Guinevere smiling at him. "Be careful, The forest is full of druids Arthur" she kissed him on the cheek and left him to get on his horse. The knights where going hunting; Percival, Elyan, Leon, Lancelot, Gwaine and Arthur oh, and Merlin.

"So...How are you and my sister-" "Ugh! Elyan, don't ask me that question" Arthur grimaced, the knights laughed. "We're in love, that's all you need to know" He told him. "You know who Gwaines in love with?" Percival grinned. "Who?" "Himself" They laughed, "Funny Percival, very funny" Gwaine threw a pine cone at him.

"Shhh!" Lancelot stopped his horse, they paused. "I heard something" Arthur slid of his horse and slowly pulled out his sword, The knights copied their king and walked into a group.

A battle cry rang out, A group of druids ran from the trees, "Can we go anywhere without this happening?" Gwaine readied his sword, The Druids where no match for the knights.

The fight lasted five minutes before Arthur killed the last attacker, the few remaining fled. "Druids...We must be close to Morgana's castle" Percival said. Arthur swallowed, Six years...six long years since he had last seen his son.

Morgana had attempted two attacks but lost, She had changed...her eyes where cold and angry and her appearance was dark and frightening.

"He'd be turning 17 in two days" Arthur said, "What sire?" Merlin asked. "Mordred" The knights turned silent, 3 knights already knew who Modred was; Gwaine, Elyan and Lancelot. Gwaine put a hand on Arthurs shoulder, "Mordred is...dead sire, Morgana said so herself".

Gwaine remembered the innocent child he played sword fighting with, thick dark hair and emerald eyes. "Yes...well, we must move on, lets go" Arthur started back to his horse.

"Umbe le forkinote!" Someone shouted, The knights flew backwards by an invisible force and hit hard on the ground.

A dark haired boy walked out and looked at them. Arthur and the knights stood up and drew their swords.

The boy had thick shortish black hair and enchanting Green eyes, he was gaping at them. "Who are you?" Lancelot growled at him, The boy didn't take his eyes of Arthur.

Arthur knew him somewhere before...but where? "None of your concern Lancelot" The boy answered, "How do you his name?" Gwaine stepped forward.

"I know you...Gwaine" The boy smirked at them. "Offer yourself up sorcerer and we will consider lightly your punishment" Arthur began to walk forward.

"Really Arthur?...or should I say father?" Arthur stopped dead in his tracks. It all clicked, the thick black hair, green eyes..."Mordred?" Arthur breathed.

Mordred nodded.

No one moved, when they looked at him, they saw the child in him they knew so well. Arthur walked slowly upto him so they were face to face. "Mordred" Arthur hugged him, Mordred looked shocked but hugged back.

Arthur grinned and took his son by the shoulders, "Father I-" Arthur just laughed and hugged his son again. "My son, I can't believe it...Gwaine!" Arthur shouted, Gwaine was bounding over there and bear hugged the poor boy.

"God you've grown! Look how tall you are!" Mordred cracked a smile at Gwaine. "Mordred, do you know how long we searched for you?" Arthur wouldn't let go of Mordreds shoulder, "Father, Mother said you wanted to kill me and her for having magic".

Arthur froze. "What?" he said slowly, Mordred swallowed. "She-she said you-you would have us executed an-and thats why she killed Uther" Mordred took a step back and knocked into Percival.

"You are my son! I would never have hurt you...or have hurt Morgana!" Arthur said through clenched teeth. "I-I'm sorry" Mordred backed away a little. Arthur realised he had worried him and stepped forward, "Sorry, I...it's been sometime since I saw you, Come back to Camelot with us".

The knights nodded in agreement, "We still have that sword match you promised to beat me at" Gwaine ruffled Mordreds hair. Mordred laughed and smoothed his hair back down. "Mother...she's changed, she used to be kind but now she's cold...she will come after me, she's very protective of me and we have just met after 6 years" Mordred shook his head.

"Let her come, I have just found you...We need to catch up on a few things, I'm to be married to Guinevere" Arthur and the knights watched Mordred as he obsorbed the information.

"I'll come" he said. Arthur clapped him on the shoulder and led him to the horse with one hand around his shoulder.


Guinevere couldn't take her eyes of the handsome boy sitting opposite her, it seemed only a few days ago she was going with Morgana into the forest to let him climb trees and splash in the rivers.

"Mordred" She said, Mordred looked up from where he was eating grapes with Arthur. "I remember when Me and your mother took you to climb the Oak tree and you were too scared to climb down" They both smiled at eachother.

"I remember that...I remember everything from Camelot, Mother was kind back then...she has become cruel to others and treats everyone coldly, everyone except me" Mordred looked at Arthur.

"What is she like?" he asked, Mordred frowned. "Morgana, what is she like?" Mordred looked down.

Mordreds Memory

Mordred walked into the hall where Morgana sat eating. The only time she smiled was when she saw him, "Mordred, come...you must be tired after hunting". Mordred smiled back and picked up a silver plate, he put some food on it.

"Mother, I heard some druids saw father-" Mordred stopped at the death glare Morgana shot him. "I mean Arthur, they saw Arthur riding for the Darkling woods" Mordred sat down and dug into his meal.

"Yes, and why are you telling me?" "I...I was thinking maybe I-I could see him-" "NO! You are never seeing that theiving man again" Morgana yelled at him. "But he's my father-" Morgana threw her plate across the table and stood up. "HE IS NOT! I RAISED YOU MORDRED, DONT FORGET THAT AND DONT EVER QUESTION MY ORDERS AGAIN!" she yelled at him.

Mordred swallowed and looked at the mess on the floor. "I'm sorry Mother" He said, Morgana walked upto him and put her hand on his shoulder. "One day you will understand Son, I took you away for a reason" she said before walking out of the room.

Mordred looked back at Arthur, "She's impatient, cold and all her goodness has gone...I was think I was the only good thing left to keep her sane" he admitted. "Well your here now, home, and your never leaving my sight again" Arthur stood up. "The maids have prepared your old chambers, get some rest".

Mordred smiled and stood up. "Thankyou Father, bye Gwen" "Bye Mordred" Gwen watched him leave.

Arthur and Gwen looked at eachother, "We've got him back, it feels like only yesterday he was a baby in my arms!" Gwen smiled. "I know...it...sureal, my son is back" Arthur leaned back in the chair.

Morgana paced the hall, Where was he? Where was her son? A guard came in, "Any news?" she snapped. "Yes my lady...the druids where attacked and only five escaped, they say Prince Mordred left with Arthur".

Morgana let out a scream of rage that shattered the windows. "GET HIM BACK! THE NEXT TIME THEY LEAVE THAT CASTLE I WANT MY SON BACK!" She screamed at the guard who nodded and left quickly.

If any harm came to her son, God help the...


Merlin waited on the hillside after summoning the great dragon, Mordred had returned. Merlin was walking to Arthurs chamber when he heard Mordreds voice in his head. "Hello Emrys, It's been a while" Merlin didn't reply, "Don't ignore me...I thought we were friends?" Merlin was fond of the boy but he had spent 6 years with the insane Morgana so who knew what he had turned into.

The great dargon landed gracefully in front of him. "So young Warlock, Mordred has been found" he said, "Yes, I don't know what to do, Is he a threat?" Merlin hoped he wasn't a threat. "Merlin, Mordred will always be threat...There is a possibility wiith both sides; Good and bad but if it comes to a choice, if the young druid prince will die...let it be".

Merlin nodded at the dragons words, "Thankyou" "My pleasure" The dragon took off, leaving Merlin pondering on his words.


Mordred yawned, he slowly opened his eyes to see his chambers. These ones where more clean and light, Mordred rubbed his eyes and pulled the sheets tighter. Someone knocked at the door, Mordred groaned.

"Mordred? God, your still in bed?" Arthur walked in. "Mm hm" Mordred buried his head in the pillow, Arthur shook him. "Come on, I want to show you back around your home to refresh memeories" Mordred just groaned.

Arthur sniggered and ripped the sheets off him. Mordred curled up and groaned again, "Okay, have it your way" Arthur tipped the matress .

"Whoaa!" Mordred fell to the floor.

The towns people bowed low as Mordred walked with Arthur down the streets, Gwen was with them as Arthur toured the entire city. Mordred was worn out by the time he had got back, He saw Gwaine talking with the other nights.

"Mordred! Come over here!" Gwaine called, Mordred sheepishly walked over. "Hello..." Mordred nodded to the knights, they bowed there heads. "Sire" "Don't call me that, just Mordred" They looked up and looked a mixture of shock and approval.

"Well Mordred, I trust you know how to fight...good, lets have a match" Percival said.

"Arthur, look" Gwen nodded to where Mordred was grinning and hacking at Percival. Leon was shouting "Don't let him kick your shin! I learnt it the hard way!".

Mordred had similar moves to Arthur as he angled each blow. "He's got the making of a fine prince" "That he does, lets hope he stays with us permanently" Gwen kissed Arthurs cheek.


Next chapter:

Merlin sees the perfect opportunity to stop the prophecy coming true and grabs at every opportunity to make sure Mordred will never harm Arthur...whether it's stairs and a magic forcebor something else.

AND...Morgana plans an attack...