Chapter 30. - One Chance to live.

Princess Tylluan was pacing backwards and forwards she was chewing on her nails, deep in thought. She glanced down at Arthur who was even paler than before. His breath came out deep and shallow. His eyes that were once blue were becoming blacker as the manticore poison set in. His blond fringe was dark with sweat, and it stuck to his forehead. Merlin was doing all he could to hold back the strong blood flow, that had stained his pale hands red, as he held his scarf over the wound. Guinevere was repeatedly stroking his hair and clutching his hands in hers.

'I can't let him die. Even if it means that I die.' Princess Tylluan thought as she paced up and down. She stopped and knelt beside Arthur. "Move out of the way." she said as she knocked Merlin's hand aside and placed her's on top of the scarf. Gwen shuffled backwards. "No. D-Don't leave me....." Arthur groaned.

"I'm not Arthur." Gwen said, with tears in her eyes. "You don't leave me."

"Never." Arthur moaned. Princess Tylluan clasped the dagr o anfarwoldeb in her other hand. She closed her eyes tightly summoning the power deep from her. "I won't let him die. Say goodbye to my father for me." she whispered as she felt her magic deep inside her. "Tynnaf y gwenwyn o Arthur i mewn i mi. Cadwch ei enaid yn ddiogel. Lachau y clwyfau o dagr o anfarwoldeb, tynnu y gwenwyn. Yr wyf yn dal y dagr tuag at nefoedd yn y gobaith ac yn gweddïo ei fod yn cael ei arbed. Cymerwch fy mywyd yn lle ei, fy arwr achub y tan ddiwedd amser. Uno'r wlad Albion, Arthur. I chi, yr wyf yn cymryd fy mywyd."  She called loudly; she plunged the dagr o anfarwoldeb into her chest and left it there as the spell began to work. She and Arthur glowed a pure white light as the poison began to withdraw from Arthur into Princess Tylluan.

Slowly bit by bit the black colour drained from Arthur's eyes leaving them blue again. She skin which had turned pale with his veins showing on the surface now turned back to its normal colour. The wounds on his chest slowly began to close back up, and his eyes fluttered closed just as the spell ended. Princess Tylluan's eyes turned black, twice as quick as Arthur's had and she collapsed to the floor. "Did it work? Did I do something good?" she whispered as her life faded. Merlin moved to Arthur and pressed his fingers to the point on his neck. He could feel Arthur's pulse beating under the skin: bang, bang, bang. His pulse was racing after recovering from the poison and the near death experience but as least he was alive. "Yes." Merlin cried tears of joy in his eyes as he turned back to Princess Tylluan. "He's alive." Guinevere grinned and hugged Arthur's unconscious body to her.

"Good." Princess Tylluan muttered before breathing her last.