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'In a land of myth and a time of magic,

'the destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a young man.

'His name... Merlin.'

Arthur, you are not serious? What else do you have in mind? Anything.

Nothing good ever happens in the Valley of the Fallen Kings.

No-one in their right mind would go in there. Exactly.

The routes are secret, Merlin. That's why we chose it.

Not so secret after all. No need to get cocky!

Arthur!

They need to work through their anger.

They just did, on you!

A night's rest and you'll be polishing my armour.

It could definitely do with a scrub.

I've seen worse.

Definitely seen worse. On a dead man?

You're not going to die, Merlin. Don't be such a coward.

If I do die, will you call me a hero? Probably.

But whilst I'm still alive, I'm a coward.

That's the way these things work, I'm afraid.

You get the glory when you're not around

to appreciate it! Unless you're the King.

Come on, it's got to have some advantages.

You have a very good servant. You're right.

I do.

A servant who is extremely brave

and incredibly loyal and to be honest, not at all cowardly.

Thank you for saving my life. You'd do the same for me.

I'd love to say we can stay here

but another ten minutes and we'll be mercenary mincemeat.

Leave me. Now's not the time for jokes. Please, leave me.

Sure. Whatever you say.

Gewicad ge stanas. Merlin!

We lost how many men?

And you bring me how many men?

Or should I say, how many servants?

Arthur was within our grasp.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

The rock fall was hardly our fault.

I must show my presence in Camelot.

The old physician already suspects me.

Gaius is shrewd. You must take care.

After all, if your true nature is revealed,

I really don't know what use I will have for you.

Morgana...

I'll dispatch this servant.

You will do no such thing.

Arthur is strangely fond of the boy.

He could prove useful.

Very useful indeed.

Good morning. Is it?

Don't be like that.

We've a lot of catching up to do.

After all, I haven't seen you

since you condemned my sister to a slow and painful death,

thwarted my plans to take over Camelot

and forced me to live in a hovel.

You couldn't do me a favour, could you? Let Arthur know?

He still thinks of me as an under-achiever,

but I'm quite proud of those accomplishments. I can die happy.

You're not going to die. No.

I'm not going to make it that easy.

Nice to see you, too!

Where's Merlin?

He's alive.

The last I saw of him, he was still alive.

Dispatch patrols at first light.

Scour every inch of the forest. Yes, sire.

We will find him, Gaius. We will.

You know, there's one thing I don't understand, Merlin.

You are Arthur's servant, nothing more.

Yet time and again you've proved yourself willing

to lay down your life for him.

What are you doing?

Have you never seen Gaius clean a wound before?

All right, I know what you're doing. What I don't know is why.

I believe I asked you a question first.

Why are you so loyal to Arthur?

I don't expect you to understand, Morgana.

You have no sense of duty, no sense of loyalty.

You're wrong.

Don't think I don't understand loyalty

just because I've got no-one left to be loyal to.

Ic de durhhaele dinu licsar mid dam sundorcraeft daere ealdan ae.

Drycraeft durhhaele dina wunda.

We have scoured the forest.

Scour it again. Sire, there is no sign of Merlin.

None, but this.

I am sorry you have lost such a loyal and...

The mercenaries, what news of them? We found no trace.

Surely sent by that snake Alinor. It can't be.

How? Our route was known only to a few within Camelot.

Then there's only one conclusion we can draw.

We have a traitor in our midst.

Astige du wyrm fah ond gedeowie daet mod disse deowes.

Hine bind ond da heold.

End hi ealle.

I take it you've never met a Fomorroh before.

He's a little grumpy.

He's not used to being out in the light.

Well, my friend,

I have called you from your depths for a very good reason.

The Fomorroh are creatures of dark magic.

Even if you cut off their heads, you cannot kill them.

Another will just grow in its place.

In the days of the Old Religion,

they were revered by the High Priestesses

because they allowed them to control people's minds.

The Fomorroh will suck the life force out of you

and everything that makes you Merlin will be gone.

And in its place, there will be just one thought.

One thought that will grow until it's consumed you completely.

One thought that will be your life's work.

You will not be able to rest until it's done.

And that one thought is simple.

You must kill Arthur Pendragon.

Who are you?

I am your new man-servant, Sire.

I have polished your armour, sharpened your sword,

selected your clothes, there is a slight chill in the air today, sir.

And now, if you would allow me, I would like to serve you breakfast.

What is your name?

George, Sire, at your service.

George. Listen, George, it's all very impressive.

Very impressive indeed.

But I already have a man-servant.

All right, he's shabby looking, has appalling manners,

is extremely forgetful

and seems to spend most of his time in the tavern,

but he is...

my man-servant.

And to be honest, I quite like it that way.

I'm as worried about Merlin as you are.

You're not going to change my mind.

Who knows if the mercenaries have even left the forest?

I have to go.

The patrols found no sign of him.

Do you really expect me to accept that?

Just to sit here and take their word that Merlin's gone?

I won't rest until I at least try. I know.

Just do one thing for me, please don't go alone.

He won't be going alone.

See, now you've condemned me to a day of mindless chatter. Good.

I will return. You better.

You know what I like about Merlin? He never expects any praise.

All these things he does just for the good of doing them.

Declare yourself.

Merlin!

I thought we'd lost you!

Don't do that again, Merlin. My heart cannot take the strain.

Yes, well, you are getting on a bit.

What is this?

A special welcome home. Your favourite.

I think that you should stick to cooking up potions, Gaius.

This tastes like the bog Arthur found me in.

How did you escape?

With great skill. Can I ask you something?

Yes. Of course - anything.

What is the strongest poison that you possess?

I had this great opportunity to lace the bandits' food,

but nothing to do it with.

Well, that would be Aconite.

A... conite? Well, I think I should take some of this with me from now on.

You never know when you might need to kill someone.

Indeed.

You stink worse than your food!

Back to work or I'll be using your face to scrub that pot clean.

Bog man. I have to say you're smelling better.

That is food for the King of Camelot

and is not meant to be soiled by your filthy fingers.

Thank you, Guinevere, that is very kind.

I might have known.

Hello, Merlin.

What's this?

Lunch?

Look, I know you like to take every opportunity to be by his side,

but this is just getting ridiculous.

You'll be pouring his bath water next.

Is something wrong? This is what's wrong.

I was just trying to help. I thought you needed some rest.

Rest? No, I don't need rest.

Do you know how long it took me to prepare this? I cooked it myself.

I think this is just a case of a simple misunderstanding.

Yes. Well, you would take her side. Excuse me?

Merlin, I think you must be tired. You've been through quite an ordeal.

I just want to resume my normal duties.

Well, I'll be pleased to have your assistance

preparing for the knighting ceremony later.

Thank you, sire.

Merlin, are you all right?

I am pacing.

Yes, I can see that.

A man who is "all right" does not pace, Gaius.

Well, that's why I asked. I am wrestling with a problem,

and there are many factors to take into consideration,

and I have not yet come up with a solution.

Can I be of assistance? Ha! No.

Would you like to share the problem with me?

No.

Sometimes two heads are better than one.

Yes, but not when one of them's yours.

What are you after?

Arthur wants a crossbow.

That one's ancient - probably wouldn't hurt a fly.

If you did want to hurt a fly, or a human, what would you use?

You would use a thing of beauty like this.

Carved from 50-year-old ash.

Be careful...

Will that do the job?

Yes, that will do the job nicely.

What is the job, exactly?

To kill Arthur.

Driving you mad, is he? Not for much longer!

Talk about a bad use of time...

we have a traitor in our midst,

and I have to prepare for a knighting ceremony.

Maybe it's one of the knights who want to kill me.

Maybe it's you!

Don't look so worried, Merlin, I don't really think you want to kill me.

Aconite.

Wolfsbane to you. The deadliest poison known to man.

What was it doing on Arthur's food?

Merlin took some from here earlier.

He was really angry when he realised Arthur wasn't going to eat it.

He has been behaving very strangely.

Why would Merlin want to kill Arthur? He wouldn't.

Not if he was in his right mind.

Have you seen Merlin?

He was in the armoury. What did he want in there?

A crossbow. I think Arthur must be getting on his nerves. Why?

He said he was going to kill him!

What do you think about Percival?

He's very big.

Does that make him a traitor?

Are you going to get dressed?

Have you got somewhere to be?

Percival's family were killed by Cenred's army.

He hates everything to do with Morgana.

You're right. He has pledged his allegiance.

I am wrong to doubt him.

I need to put it from my mind.

You must get dressed.

Indeed.

Elyan didn't ride out with us.

Maybe he's concerned about my relationship with Guinevere.

Elyan, could he be the traitor? My father killed his father.

Could you get me my ceremonial sword?

The ceremonial sword - of course.

I find it hard to believe that Elyan would think ill of me,

but you can't trust anyone.

In fact, I think you, Merlin, are the only person I CAN trust.

I know, I'm late. I'm coming.

I feared as much.

What is it? It's a Fomorroh.

Whoever put it there was very highly skilled.

What does it do? In the days of the Old Religion,

they were used by the priestess to enslave the minds of her enemies.

Once a thought was planted, the victim would not stop

till they'd accomplished it.

First, we must paralyse the serpent.

Is it dead?

Sadly not - merely dormant. Now for the tricky bit. Pass me the blade.

That's it? I believe so.

We have the old Merlin back. Arthur is safe once more.

Let us hope so.

Arthur, what an unexpected pleasure.

There's something I wish to discuss with you, Uncle. Of course.

I'm afraid I don't take the matter of the traitor as lightly as you.

Sire, I hope you don't think I meant...

I have been looking into how the mercenaries discovered

the route through the forest.

None of the knights had the opportunity to betray me.

I have questioned the counsellors - only three were aware of the treaty.

Of those, none but yourself knew of the route I was planning to take.

Are you seriously suggesting that I...?

It brings me no pleasure to doubt you, Uncle.

Then let me reassure you that you have no reason to doubt.

You are all that is left of my dear sister.

If I betray you, Arthur,

I betray her, and that I will never do.

But there is one other person who knew your route.

Gaius.

How do you feel?

Never better.

It's great to have you back.

What do you remember?

About what?

I take it that means nothing.

I have a feeling today's going to be a good day.

My father prepared me well for being King,

but he told me nothing of the loneliness of the job.

What it's like to have all eyes on you,

waiting for you to provide the answer.

In all the years I watched him, he never wavered in his certainty.

He was strong, he was sure. And I'm not in that place yet.

I value the guidance of others. But maybe I have been foolish to do so.

Everyone has their own agenda.

It feels like I can trust no-one any more.

Is that how you see it, Merlin...? Guinevere! Arthur!

Gaius.

You're not Merlin. No.

There was a problem with the bath water. Really?

Yes, it's cold. Very cold. Merlin's gone to remedy it.

I don't think you can have a bath today.

Right.

Good job I'm not very dirty, then.

Good job indeed!

Let me get this straight.

If you kill one, another grows in its place?

I have heard such stories in the past but never thought they were true.

That will silence it for a while.

What is that? Arthur's socks?

What are you trying to do to me?

I am trying to stop you from killing the king.

So you don't remember anything?

I remember Morgana conjuring the snake, but nothing more.

Lucky for us you're such a bad assassin!

But all is well now. I feel fine. For now, the serpent is dormant.

When it wakes, your mind will be Morgana's.

Nothing will stop you from killing Arthur.

How can we get rid of it if it keeps growing back?

There is only one way I'm afraid...

you have to kill the mother beast.

The creature that lives in Morgana's hut?

Great. How long have I got?

How long before this thing wakes up? A day, no more.

And I wouldn't face her alone. Don't worry.

I won't be there at all. Well, not exactly.

She won't recognise me if I'm 80 years old!

And what shall I say if Arthur asks for you?

Tell him I'm anywhere. Anywhere but the tavern!

Gentlemen.

What a pleasant surprise.

I wish we could say the same thing.

Move away from the horse. Please.

What lovely manners. I do admire a man who says please!

Now.

Have you got bigger? You'll be getting shorter if I have my way.

Nice. I like it.

Leon, there must be something in the

Knight's code about how to treat the old.

You're not just any old man though, are you?

You escaped the flames once, you will not escape again.

And you are not what you seem.

What is he talking about? I've a good mind to run you through now.

I think Arthur would prefer to see him alive.

No, really, Arthur does not want to see me, believe me.

In fact, if Arthur does see me, he will be in grave danger.

Are you threatening the life of our king?

Percival,

that is a sword, it does hurt.

Yes, I am afraid to say that if you don't let me go

then there is every chance that I will kill your king.

Say that again? Why? Have you got ale in your ears?

Ha!

Thank you, gentlemen. So considerate, to help an old man.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

I trust you bring me news of my brother's untimely death?

I wish it were so, my lady,

but I do bring information of an equally enticing nature...

I have planted the seed of suspicion in the young King's head.

I have struck a blow at the very heart of Old Camelot.

Go on.

Arthur grew unsure of my motives.

But I have turned the situation to our advantage. How so?

I used it to implicate an old friend of yours.

Gaius.

I think there are some interesting times ahead for our physician.

You have done well.

But it is hardly information of an "enticing" kind, is it?

Is Gaius dead?

No.

Is Gaius mortally wounded?

Does Gaius have so much as a sore head? No, my lady.

So, my lord, you can do better.

And you will do better.

You're not real.

Whatever you say.

You're just my imagination.

That's right.

I'm not really here,

just pretend that I'm not really here.

And I'll just get this and go.

Ablinne du, forlet du!

So, Emrys,

it seems you will not be my doom after all.

Forp fleoge!

If I am to die by your hand you can at least tell me who you are.

Did Arthur send you?

But you are no friend of his.

Magic has no place in Camelot, it never will.

Not until I take the throne.

Please spare me.

I only want what is rightfully mine.

Perhaps...

you can still be saved.

Ic her accigie anne windraes!

Farbled waw!

Windraes ungetermed - gehier!

Ic de bebeod mid ealle strangesse daet du geblawest

ond syrmest strange.

Gespurn peos haegtesse!

Ontend disne wyrm paet he licge unastyred a butan ende!

This is becoming something of a habit!

I hope not!

Don't worry. It cannot grow back again.

Merlin.

You're back.

Dare I look? Don't worry, it's completely gone.

I have no desire to kill Arthur. That's great news.

Although I'm afraid right now he does want to kill you.

Two whole days in the tavern.

I'm not quite sure that it was that long.

Give me one reason why I shouldn't get rid of you on the spot.

Because you would have no-one to polish your armour, make you breakfast,

organise your clothes...

Well. That's where you're wrong. George!

Merlin...

meet George.

George is perhaps the most efficient servant I have ever seen.

He will be spending the week teaching you.

Teaching me? If you wish to remain in my service.

We will start in the armoury.

Lesson one is my favourite - polishing.

Yes, that's my favourite too.

Tell me something.

If he's so good, why don't you just give him the job?

He's seriously boring.

I've never met anyone so dull.

The man makes jokes about brass.

Anyway, off you go. It'll be fun!

Morgana?

Morgana?

Sleep! I know everyone thinks he's a traitor, but he's not.

He's been abducted. May even be dead.

Who is Emrys?

Merlin's on to us.

He's out searching for Gaius even as we speak.

So you know who Emrys is?

Indeed I do.

Then tell me!

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