Ariella's P. O. V:
I wait with Arthur for Merlin to re-emerge as The Dolma. Arthur murmurs, "Not long now, my love."
I blink my eyes when I hear running feet from behind me. Arthur and I turn to see Mordred.
"Mordred!" Arthur says, going up to him and clasping his forearm. "I thought we'd lost you."
"So did I."
"How did you escape Morgana?" Arthur asks.
"Even she is no match for a knight at the Round Table," Mordred says, meeting my gaze.
"No, seriously, Mordred..."
We look when we hear more footsteps and see an old woman appear, wearing a long sleeved black dress with a hood over her head.
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I bite the inside of my cheek when Merlin meets my gaze. "You look ridiculous, Merlin!" I tell him.
"It's not funny, Ari," He groans back.
Arthur mutters to Mordred, "Now it makes sense. Merlin said she had trouble getting clothes."
"You could've just borrowed one of my dresses, honey," I say.
"Not funny, Ari!"
"Who are you? What business have you in this sacred place?" Merlin asks in a kind of smooth tone.
"Are you "The Dolma"? Ancient sorceress of the Cauldron of Arianrhod?" Arthur queries.
Dolma holds out her hands in response.
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While the men were looking bemused, I was trying not to laughing, especially knowing that it's my husband.
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Fireheart (A Merlin Love Story)
Fantasy20 year old Ariella Morgenstern lost her mother to an evil sorcerer when she was just seven years old, and has had some pain in her heart since, though her father, King Oberon, hates magic, but not nearly as much as King Uther, because of it. Ever s...
