Chapter 22.

The guards took Morgana down to the cells throwing her in. She hit the floor hard and rubbed her knees glaring at the guards. “Are your men always this rough or do they work at it?” she shot at Arthur. Arthur shrugged, he stood as still as a rock not blinking with no emotions showing on his face, his arms were crossed across his chest. “Merlin put a spell on the cell so she can’t get out.” Arthur ordered and Merlin nodded.

“Rwy'n bloc celloedd hyn gyda sillafu. Ni allwch ddianc. Peidiwch â cheisio. Byddwch yn ddiogel ac yn aros yma. Byddwch yn rhad ac am ddim. Dim ond gwrando i mi.” Merlin said and the cell door shimmered with a silver light, Morgana smiled at him.

“Nice spell.” She said. Merlin glanced at her slightly confused as to whether she was joking or not.  “Come on. I doubt she’ll be getting out of there soon.” Arthur said leading Merlin away.

They rejoined the feast as the music began to play again and people began to laugh and joke around. Arthur sat back beside Guinevere, grinning lovingly at her. Merlin sat beside Gaius and they began to talk. The feats went on long into the night. Everyone was drinking and being merry. Gwaine who drank too much as per usual was dancing in the middle of the hall as thetime reached midnight. “Merlin! MERLIN!!! Everyone’s waiting!!!” Arthur called.

“Huh. What?!” Merlin cried startled.

“I said you would show them some magic.” Arthur said.

“Thanks dollophead.” Merlin muttered getting to his feet to stand in the middle of the room. “Hoppath nu swycle swa ligfleogan!” All the flames from the candles flew up and around the room to a smattering of oohs and ahhs. Merlin grinned, “Gewyrc an lif.” A large group of butterflies fluttered out of his hands and around the rooms. The audience in the hall were grinning now. “Forbearnan.” Merlin muttered and a flame appeared in his hand. There were gasps from around the room as he opened his eyes. “Doesn’t that hurt?!” also echoed around the hall.

“No.” Merlin replied, he closed his fist down on the flame and the tips of his fingers were set on fire. He threw the flames down to the stone floor were they made a huge fire. “Upastige draca!” Merlin cried and the flames turned into a dragon. A large smoke cloud appeared and Merlin hurriedly muttered another spell, “Hors, beride tha heofinan.” The smoke turned into a horse the audience cheered and Merlin bowed. Everyone in the room was applauding, cheering and grinning at him as he sat down beside Arthur again.

“That was amazing Merlin.” Gwen commented.

“Thank you my lady.” Merlin replied, “What did you think King Prat the first?”

“It was alright.” Arthur replied.

“Oh, and how many people do you know that use magic for good and know how to use it in a show?” Merlin replied sarcastically.

“Okay. It was more than alright. It was brilliant!” Arthur replied with a grin.