2 draft in the works for this story what's another? I don't own Merlin, but I wish I did then maybe we'd seen when Arthur returns.

Merlin really doesn't like dying. He's already died quite a few time protecting Arthur.

This time just happened to be in front of the whole court.

Council meetings were boring ask anyone who has to attend them. Merlin only semi-payed attention so he could know about any future threats towards Arthur.

Just as everyone was getting up to leave the doors to the council room where thrown open and Morgana entered with the guards struggling behind her as if connected by an invisible chain. Two of the guards had been released and told to open the doors if the way Morgana was adding four guards -two conscious and two not- to her trail of guards was anything to go by. The two unconscious guards were being dragged along by their comrades as Morgana stepped into the room.

Morgana gestured for her guards to bring the prisoners to the side of the room while she moved to the middle a spell on the tip of her tongue to immobilize the knights in the room.

"Frêosan âstyrung*," Morgana said her eyes glowing a brightly gold with a dark hue.

All of the knights found themselves frozen to the ground unable to move at all. Merlin was momentarily paused in place before his magic combated Morgana's magic surrounding him. He kept his same position though he didn't want to give himself away too quickly.

Though Morgana's guards did not seem to be affected by the spell they still stood at attention, waiting for the witch to give a command.

"Restrain the knights," Morgana told the guards. Three of which quickly followed her command while the others watched their prisoners.

Once the knights where tightly bound-Merlin among them- Morgana ordered Arthur to be put in front of her. One guard grabbed Arthur and roughly pushed him to the floor in front of Morgana.

Morgana grabbed Arthur's sword from its scabbard and pointed it at the King's throat.

"I will slice your throat if you don't hand over your kingdom to me," Morgana told Arthur.

"I would never turn my kingdom over to a tyrant like you," Arthur spat.

"I am not a tyrant. I am the one who will free magic so that we no longer have to live in fear of being prosecuted for having magic," Morgana replied.

Merlin turned his head away from the siblings so no one noticed when his eyes turned gold and his bonds fell off.

Deciding to announce his presence Merlin preformed a spell that he could easily do worlessly,

"Excalibur forweorpan me**," Merlin called out as his eyes glowed a bright, pure gold.

The sword shot out of Morgana's hand and into the Warlock's. It was a simple spell but it alerted the Witch to his presence.

Morgana turned to see who had taken the sword from her hand. When she found Merlin slowly lowering the sword she was angry. He knew she was scared when she found out she had magic, but he didn't tell her about his instead he sent her to the druids. Who were mostly dead.

"Why?" Morgana asked. Merlin knew what she meant. Why didn't he help? Why did he let her think she was alone?

"Everyone was telling me you would turn. I realize now it was my own actions that truly turned you. I poisoned you when the knights attacked and all of Camelot was asleep. I left you in the hands of Morgause. I betrayed you and for that I'm sorry," Merlin replied a hint of desperation in his voice.

"Âscûfan***," Morgana said, and Merlin was pushed back a few steps before quickly recovering.

Merlin's eyes simply turned gold and Morgana was pushed all the way into the wall, a groan of pain escaping her. Merlin knew enough to know that she was not down for the count and would momentarily be back on the attack.

Morgana got up with vigor. As, she pulled a knife out and slashed at Merlin. Merlin raised Excalibur -which he was still holding- to block the knife stroke.

This time both Morgana's and Merlin's eyes flashed gold as they tried to gain an advantage on the other. Based on Morgana's reaction Merlin has successfully gained an advantage.

Morgana dropped her knife as if it was suddenly burning hot.

"How can a lowly sorcerer beat me a High Priestess of the Old Religion?" Morgana asked angrily.

"Oh! Morgana, I'm not just a lowly sorcerer I'm a Warlock more specifically Emrys -as the Druids call me- I am the protector of the Once and Future King, the last Dragonlord, son of Balinor, Emrys, the other half of the coin," Merlin replied to his shocked enemy.

"Impossible," Morgana shouted, "N¯æcan to tôsîgan****."

Wounds appeared on Merlin's body with blood spilling out of them until slowly his heart stopped beating.

Morgana turned back to Arthur, a victorious smirk on her face. She took Excalibur from Merlin's dead body, before pointing it back at the King.

"You will give me Camelot now that the meddlesome servant is dead," Morgana sneered.

Arthur looked at her tears in his eyes. Morgana had killed his best friend, and she expected him to hand Camelot over to her.

"Never," Arthur said definitely not caring if it got him killed, then at least he would join his friend in death.

As Morgana prepared to give a killing blow a familiar voice was heard, a voice everyone thought dead.

"Tud? ymbe foreðingian******," Merlin cried as he came back to life.

Merlin really hated being dead, he couldn't hear anything while his body healed itself from the wounds he acquired while dying. Sometimes his death lasted 30 seconds others 5 minutes. During this time he had no clue what was happening in the Council chambers.

Luckily, he woke just as Morgana was about to give Arthur a killing blow.

"Tud? ymbe foreðingian," Merlin shouted. A shield appeared around Arthur and the sword was stopped in mid-air. Morgana stumbled with the force of her blow being deflected.

Everyone in the council chamber turned around shock apparent on each face. A dead man was alive.

Mogana hissed, "How are you alive? I killed you."

"Emrys means Immortal," Merlin plainly stated.

*Freeze Motion

**Excalibur to me

***Push

****Kill and wound

*****Shield and protect.

If you want a part two I will make one I just don't remember my exact plan for ending this one I'm sorry. I tried my best to use proper Old English I promise.

-Mystery