Two days later
So you found nothing in the Library, not even with Faramirs
help? said Eowyn.
Arthur shook his head. Though it was, in fact, Sir Bors
who was working with Prince Faramirbooks and me, were
not really... Compatible.
They were sitting beneath a Yuletide canopy of holly and ivy,
guests of honour at Faramirs table; servants were clearing
away the remains of the feast, and bringing in platters of gyngerbrede
and caraway cake, and bowls of dried fruits and nuts.
But they both assure me, continued Arthur, that
they have found no mention of Camelot, nor of any of the kingdoms
that surround it. He picked up a jug of wine and offered
to refill Eowyns goblet.
Thank you... She watched him pour, then raised
the goblet to him before taking a sip. So, what will you
do? she asked.
Arthur refilled his own goblet, and set down the jug. Your
husband, he said, has very kindly offered meand
Sir Bors, of coursea refuge in your colony. He tells me
that you have scholars there wholl find the solution to
my problem or perish trying.
Yes, we have an Academy, said Eowyn, excitedly.
It is quite small at presentjust twenty scholarsbut
we have had chambers built, in the Library courtyard, so that
each has his own study, and there is a common room, where
A piercing scream interrupted her; she and Arthur both turned
towards the commotion, and Eowyn grasped Arthurs arm.
The swirling wind had entered the very heart of Faramirs
This boy you saw, inside it, shouted Arthur, above
the cries of surprise, and the din of chairs being shoved aside,
as courtiers scrambled out of the whirlwinds path, what
was he wearing?
He and Eowyn had left their seats, and were working their wayagainst
the tide of fleeing gueststowards the wind, which appeared
to be sweeping towards them. Legolas vaulted over a table
and joined them, taking Eowyns arm.
Wearing? A blue jerkin, I think, Eowyn shouted
back. Yes, with a red kerchief at his throat
I knew it. Arthur approached the whirlwind,
unconsciously raising an arm to protect his face.
What are you going to do? cried Legolas.
Im not sure how, Arthur replied, but
I believe Im going home. He peered into the eye
of the storm. Is that you, Merlin? he shouted. How
in the gods names did you find me?
The couple heard no reply, but Arthur turned towards them,
and waved a brief farewell.
Then he stepped forward.
The whirlwind collapsed.
All was still.
And then a single voice broke the unnatural silence. My
Lord...? said Sir Bors.
Ive found him! shouted Merlin. Over
here! He waved to the knights. Careful, he
said to Arthur.
What happened? Arthur, lying on his back, dazed,
rubbed his forehead.
The dragon hit you on the head, said Merlin.
But... That was days ago.
No, said Merlin. Just a few minutes.
But I rememberLady Eowyn, and Legolasthe
I... Arthur sat up and looked about him. Wheres
The dragon took him, said Merlin. Flew North
Well, said Arthur. Poor old Bors.