Fireheart (A Merlin Love Story)

Chapter 37

Ariella's P. O. V:

The next night, after tucking Mira into bed, I take out my scrying crystal and summon an image of Arthur and his group, fear pounding in my chest. I watch for several minutes as Arthur and Merlin split off to collect firewood. shut themselves in a room to escape the Dorocha, as they were collecting firewood, Merlin and Arthur sit against the wall and the warlock tightens the strap on Arthur's armor.

Meanwhile, Lancelot and the others are looking for them.

They peer cautiously around the wall before leaning back and exchanging words again.

Leaning his head back against the stone wall, Merlin says something to the prince which he responds, both of them chuckling.

Merlin and Arthur exchange more words until they jerk their heads around fearfully. There were more words spoken, and a Dorocha comes flying in their direction, screeching. I watch as Merlin and Arthur leap up at the same time, but the warlock shoves Arthur back, before he throws himself in front of the Dorocha. Arthur screams something. My heart freezes in my chest as the force of the impact throws Merlin backwards until his back slams into the stone wall behind him, and he lands on the floor with a sickening thud.

I just stare at my crystal as Lancelot, Gwaine, Percival, Elyan and Leon come charging in, Lancelot waving the torch before the Dorocha, and repelling it.

After Lancelot asks Arthur something, he and the Prince race over to my prostrate husband. When they reach him, they drop to their knees and Lancelot turns Merlin's head over to face them.