A/N: Well, hi everybody! Sorry I haven't updated in so long! I was facing the pressures of life...and laziness, I'll admit that. I will try my hardest to finish this story though! Enjoy! Lizzie xoxox

Chapter 3

"No.." Arthur cried in shock, tears streaming down his face. "Merlin can't be dead, he just can't be!"

"Merlin dead?" Gwen asked, "B-but Arthur, how do you know that for-"

Arthur forced the letter into Gwen's hands, his mind oblivious to her sobs, or the guards' attempts to defend their positions.

I must go find Merlin. I'll never forgive myself if I let him die. He means everything to me.

Arthur's mind was made up.

He was going to save Merlin, no matter what the cost.

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After the assault, Merlin regained consciousness inside of a sack. Remembering the events prior to his abduction, Merlin used magic to see through his confinement. Sure enough, there was Agravaine leading him to god knows where, along with horse rear.

Forget the horse, he thought to himself, It's Agravaine you should be concerned with.

Peering up at the top of the sack, Merlin whispered a spell he thought he'd never use.

"Ouvrir le sac et me lassier ici" (Open the bag and let me out of here)

At once, the bag split open, causing Agravaine to turn around and witness Merlin's latest escape plan.

"Merlin!" Agravaine shouted, detaching the horse from the cart that held the sack up to chase after the clever servant.

Merlin felt a twinge of deja-vu as he ran through the woods, attempting to outrun Agravaine. Of course...he was in the same position when Arthur was after him. Arthur..how Merlin missed him. Hopefully, Merlin could locate the direction of Camelot and arrive there before Agravaine caught him. That way, Arthur could arrest Agravaine, allowing Merlin an almost-idiot proof chance to go after Morgana. Sometimes, destiny really was complicated - why couldn't he have reached Morgana the first time? And why was capturing him suddenly so popular?

So many questions, Merlin thought, so little time.

And speaking of so little time.

Merlin dodged Agravaine's swipe at him, evading his fingers but ignoring another's.

A spell sent him flying through the air, knocking him unconscious against a tree trunk. Pleased with herself, Morgana stepped out of the shadows.

Agravaine stared at her in shock before hastily bowing at her feet.

"My lady...it is such a surprise..thank you for your aid...I was nearly about to catch him-"

"Yes, I'm sure Agravaine, but you've become rather disappointing lately, haven't you?"

"...my lady?"

"I thank you for your attempts to help, but your services are no longer required here...or ever again," Morgana said before hitting Agravaine in the chest with a spell meant to kill.

Agravaine stumbled backwards before falling to the ground, dead.

Smirking, Morgana lifted Merlin's body up by magic, and whispered in his ear as she whisked him away to her hovel:

"No worries, baby, your lover is on his way to save you. You're worth utter demise to him, aren't you?"