The Fires of Idirsholas [1]

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"Surely this is superstitious nonsense?" Arthur's question had Arwen incapable of resisting the unamused look she sent his way. How could he still even ask such a stupid question.

Luckily, Uther wasn't so easily dissuaded from his decision. "Gather the guard and do as I say." Those were the last words the King spoke to his son before turning away and walking out of the chambers, willing to hear no more protests. And while he had no intentions to stir up fear and worry, his severe reaction to the news had Merlin and Arwen sharing a look between themselves, wondering just how real this new threat might be.

Back in the physicians' chambers once the meeting was over, Arwen found herself sitting at one of the benches, reading a book Gaius had given her when she asked if there is anything written about the fires of Idirsholas or the knights which they a...

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Back in the physicians' chambers once the meeting was over, Arwen found herself sitting at one of the benches, reading a book Gaius had given her when she asked if there is anything written about the fires of Idirsholas or the knights which they awaken.

"Why is Uther so worried?" Merlin asked from his own spot once he gave up on the idea of reading over her shoulder and continued on with his packing for the journey he'd be accompanying Arthur on. He'd always been the type who'd rather learn by listening to a story than bothering sorting and sifting through written information.

"Because the Knights of Medhir are a force to be reckoned with." Gaius said in a warning tone, making the boy turn to him curiously.

"Do you believe the story as well?" He asked, somewhat surprised by that. "Both of you?" He added on, eyes turning to his sister next who seemed rather focused on learning as much about it as she could.

The question had the redhead finally glancing away from the pages of her book to fix him with a pointed stare. "How often do we face something that, up until that point, has been just a story?" She asked the same thing she'd wanted to ask Arthur when he expressed his own disbelief during the meeting.

"It's more than a story, Merlin." Gaius spoke up in a certain tone. "Some 300 years ago, seven of Camelot's knights were seduced by a sorcerer's call. One by one, they succumbed to her power. At her command, they became a terrifying and brutal force that rode through the lands leaving death and destruction in their wake."

"What happened?" Merlin questioned.

It wasn't Gaius who spoke up to answer, but Arwen instead. "It says here," She began, tracing the words with her finger on the page as she read out loud. "Only when the sorceress was killed that the Knights of Medhir grew still, frozen." As she finished the sentence, her eyes looked back up at Gaius with questions in them, wondering if that was correct.

The older physician nodded his head in confirmation before turning to her brother again. "Merlin, if what Joseph says is true, then something has awoken them, and I fear for each and every one of us."

"Lovely." Arwen grumbled out, giving out a heavy sigh as she dropped her forehead to the centre of the book in annoyance. "Just... Lovely."

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