A/n: Sorry, I'm to lazy to do all the episodes. Plus I have school interfering. Happy Holidays!

My eyes shift to the blue eyed servant girl standing by her king. She has magic, I'm sure of it. As her eyes met mine, I looked away. What, I can't have her suspecting that I'm watching her, can I?

"Come on Arianna. It's time to prepare for the banquet."

"Hmm? Oh, of course Gwen." I shot the girl one last 'I'm watching you' look before disappearing down the hall. After a bath, I changed into a red dress with golden embroidery. Ok, it's showtime.

Oh my god, what is Merlin wearing? I wouldn't be surprised if Arthur had that outfit made just to embarrass him. I turn my attention back to the speech only for Merlin to interrupt.

"Merlin, are you ill? My apologies, it appears he's running a fever." I lie. Merlin, don't you dare drink that. He clearly ignored my mental warning, because he drank it anyways and collapsed into my arms. "Well, don't just stand there, help me carry him." That simple, single line seemed to snap everyone out of their temporary gaze. Arthur assisted me in carrying him into Gaius's chambers. I held a soaked rag on Merlin's forehead as Gaius flipped through the many pages of his book. Come on Merlin, pull through. You are destined for great things.

"I can watch him Arianna, you get some rest." Get some rest...go on a quest. It rhymes meaning that it must be destiny.

"Y-yes, I think I'll do that. Thank you Gwen." I think it's high time that I talk to Arthur. But turns out Morgana beat me to it, for he was already gone by the time I made it to his chambers.

"I suppose you've come to talk sense into Arthur. No need sister, for I have done it for you. Go back to Merlin. He needs you." I smiled before thanking her. I quickly made my way back to the dysfunctional servant that was supposed to protect Arthur.

His fever had worsened since I left and now he was mumbling. I, of course, could identify the words as part of a spell. Gwen, however, was lost.

Gaius shooed away Gwen just in time, for the spell started to kick in. Ok, but how can he be such a motivational speaker while unconscious and dying but a complete idiot while awake? Then again, he is Merlin.

Time skip:
There probably isn't a worst way to start your day than one of your friends dying. I stare at Merlin's body in shock, his hand still in mine. He can't be dead... his destiny. No... I won't allow him to be! It takes me way longer than it should have for me to figure out that I was crying. I raise my free hand to whip my tears before Merlin's snarky voice speaks up.

"That's disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourself, you're old enough to be her grandfather." I let go of his hand in surprise and slap him with said hand.

"DON'T YOU DARE SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!"

"Ow, what was that for!"

"That, Merlin , was for your heart stopping. I apologize for slapping you, but you scared me."