Valiant was also walking across pillars. He wasn't blindfolded like she was but that didn't make any less dangerous. "As you can see, My Lord, it's just an ordinary shield." Valiant didn't show his nervousness instead he was protective over himself.
She rolled her eyes. Merlin was right to be cautious but Valiant was no idiot. "He's not going to let everyone see the snakes come alive."
"Then how am I to know that what you say is true?" Uther questioned.
She faltered hesitantly taking the next step. This step was different she could hear Merlin he wasn't there she was playing the guessing game and one wrong more and splat she's dead. The pillar was wobbly and showed no promise of holding her weight and yet she stepped on it. "I have a witness. Knight Ewan was bitten by one of the snakes from the shield. Its venom made him grievously ill, however, he has received an antidote. He will confirm that Knight Valiant is using magic."
"Where is this witness?" Uther asked looking around for Sir Ewan.
That was Ewan's que they may not of practiced but she felt that it was quite clear. She looked over to Merlin taking another uncertain step towards what she hoped was light. "He should be here..."
Merlin and Gaius came closer this wasn't good where was Sir Ewan. "Where's Ewan?" Artura hissed.
Merlin didn't look as excited or prepared as he did in the beginning. He didn't know where she should step next as well. In a hushed voice he told her the worst news of the day. " He's dead."
Panic; not fear, not being scared, this was the feeling when all goes wrong. Artura really had taken the wrong step. Her pillar wasn't strong and was crumbling from her weight. "I'm waiting!" Uther said impatiently.
With one finally attempt to stay alive she thrust off the blindfold jumping to another pillar grasping its edge. She bowed her head, " I'm afraid the witness is dead."
"So you have no proof to support these allegations. Have you seen Valiant using magic?" Uther said disappointed. Disappointment; kids worst nightmare. You want you parent proud of you and love you. Sadly sometime form parents to see you need help you got to disappoint them. Worst gut feeling in the whole universe.
She tried to pull herself up. This was the final battle. "No. But my servant fought one of the snakes from..." That was her mistake.
He raised his eyebrows. No longer was he disappointed but mad. "Your servant? You made these outrageous accusations against a knight on the word of your servant?"
She could've made it onto the pillar but the beast came stomping on her feet. She cried out, "I believe he's telling the truth!" Artura had been taught to fight for what she believed and her she was basically on her knees.
The beast was not alone he had a valiant friend to help him. "My Lord, am I really to be judged on some hearsay from a boy?" the valiant friend asked gesturing towards Merlin.
She wasn't alone she too had a friend. He kept forward attacking the valiant friend. "I've seen those snakes come alive!"
The beast growls, "How dare you interrupt?! Guards!" Guards appear from both sides grabbing Merlin. He was dragged out putting up a small fight.
She didn't mean for Merlin to get involved he shouldn't have approached the beast and the valiant friend. She saw no point to holding on, Merlin was probably going to die because of her. "My Lord." Valiant said holding up a hand.
The beast roared. "Wait!" Causing all the guards to come to quick halt.
A smirk appeared the valiant friends face as he walks in front of the beast towards Merlin. Artura held her sword tighter. "I'm sure he was merely mistaken. I wouldn't want him punished on my account." He spoke so convincingly. He seemed to have heart and be so noble. It was like a stab to the gut.
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Queen of Camelot ~~~ON HIATUS~~~
FanfictionKing Uther always wanted a son. The proper heir to the thrown than he wouldn't have to mary his kid off just to continue having power. He was very disappointed when his wife gave birth to a girl and then promptly died. King Uther thought up the perf...
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