Character/s: Merlin, Arthur, knights, bad guys
Summary: Arthur decides the group should spend the night at a spooky castle.
Word Count: 489
Author's Notes: Canon era. And this makes it a bingo for me.
“Do we have to go inside the spooky-looking castle?” Merlin asked Arthur, as they were riding toward said spooky-looking castle. He was trying to talk the Prince out of staying at the castle, since he’d already detected several-magic users inside.
“What’s the matter, Merlin? Are you scared of an old castle?”
This wasn’t going well. “You never know what could be hiding inside. Sorcerers, maybe.”
Arthur stopped his horse, forcing everyone else to stop. “Merlin, what’s really driving this?”
“I just don’t think we should be staying at this castle tonight.”
“Well, unless you can give me some hard proof, we’re staying in the castle.” To everyone, he called out, “Let’s go.”
Merlin rolled his eyes behind the Prince’s back, and followed along with the rest of the men. This was going to be trouble for sure. He kept his senses on high alert as they rode closer.
When they got close enough to dismount and lead their horses in, several men appeared outside the castle. “Arthur Pendragon, why are you here?” the lead man said.
Arthur turned to Merlin, as if to say, why do you always have to be right?
Merlin, for his part, shrugged.
Arthur turned back to the man. “We mean no quarrel, sir. We merely thought to use the castle to bed down for the night.”
“That will be quite impossible,” the man said. The other men walked up to form a line with the lead man. “As we are going to kill you and your men.”
Merlin had been waiting for this moment since they arrived. He ducked behind a half-downed wall while the knights drew their swords and lunged for the line of men. The sorcerers began chanting spells at the knights, and beams of light shot out from the sorcerers’ hands. Arthur managed to take the lead sorcerer out, but some of the other knights by beams of light and crumpled. Merlin began his spell casting, erecting shields in front of the knights who were left. This allowed the knights and Arthur to quickly end the sorcerers’ lives.
Arthur turned around to make sure there were no other sorcerers then called out to his men to see to the fallen. The fallen knights were wounded, which brought relief to all. Merlin stepped out from behind the wall and found Arthur. “Well, I guess we’re not staying here tonight,” he remarked.
“Indeed we are not. See to the horses, Merlin,” Arthur replied.
Merlin rounded up the scared horses then assisted the wounded. One of the knights had built a big fire and the able ones threw the bodies of the sorcerers on it. After that grim task was done, the group retreated into the woods surrounding the castle and found a suitable clearing.
After Merlin had cooked dinner, he sat down next to Arthur. “Next time, I pick the place to camp.”
“You know what, Merlin? After all this, I’ll let you.”