Merlin Season 6 (fictional)

The Once and Future King – scene 2
In the council chamber the queen sits at the
top of the table. She wears her red velvet
dress. On her left side sits Sir Leon. They
have a conversation. In between the queen
signs some papers.
As Gaius enters the room, Gwen pauses. She
looks at Gaius and jumps up. She runs to
him. Gaius’s face shows sadness. Gwen
can’t find any smile in his face.. she slows
down, in arriving in front of him, she asks:
“Some news from Arthur?” Gaius eyes are
even more sad now: “No, mylady.” Leon
stands behind the queen: “How is Merlin?”
Gaius sighs: “Bad. His mourning has
catched him completely. He stays there and
waits..”
Gwen looks into Gaius eyes: “He didn’t gave
up his king? What did he said exactly?”
Gaius looks desperate now: “Mylady, Merlin
is not himself. His mourning defines what
he does and what he says.” Gwen looks
angry, she calmes herself down: “That was
not the answer, I asked for.” Gaius looks
down to the floor: “He said, the king lives
and he will return.” Gwen breathes loud,
then she smiles: “This is good, really good.
Everything is said.” The queen turns
arround and goes back to her chair. She sits
down and starts to sign another paper. Sir
Leon and Gaius look both with sorrow in
their eyes towards the queen. Together
they pass the room to stand next to the
queen.
Sir Leon looks down on her, he goes on his
kneels: “Mylady, the news about Arthur’s
disappearance have reached all other
kingdoms. Camelot is weak, you have to
take charge. Please mylady, have have to
take Arthur’s place on the throne! It was his
last wish mylady!” Gwen doesn’t looks up
from her papers. She declares cool: “but the
king lives. I don’t need to take his place. I
won’t declare myself to queen of Camelot as
long there is hope that Arthur returns.”
Now Gaius takes the words: “Mylady, lots of
lords are on their way to Camelot by now.
Please, we must declare you now to queen
of Camelot. The lords, they have the right to
stop the declaration to queen as long your
were not declared to heir to the throne by
the king himself. We have to declare you to
queen before they reach the castle. If they
reach the castle in time, they could claime
the throne for themselfes.”
Gwen looks up, her eyes are sad: “I have
told you: there is nothing more to be said.
Arthur lives. I won’t betray him.” But Gaius
don’t gives up. Urgently he tries again to
convince the queen: “Mylady, you have to
think about that. It was three month ago
since Arthur was gone. You have to be
honest to yourself: Arthur is dead. He won’t
return.”
Gwens voice turns into desperation, she
fights with upcoming tears: “Merlin says
that Arthur is alive. I trust him, he knows
what he does.” Gaius shakes his head: “I
don’t think so. He is like you catched by his
own mourning. He is going to wait there
until the end of time. He holds himself
responsible for what happend to Arthur.”
“Enough!” shouted the queen. “The council
meeting is closed.” Gwen stands up and
leaves the council chamber.

Chapter 5
It is afternoon at the lake. Nobody is to see
out there. The sun is shining, there is no
movement. You can hear some birds in the
trees. Only the lonely tent disturbes the idyll.
There comes some noise out of that tent.
Something happened in ther. Something is
fallen on the floor. A helmet rolls out of the
tent and a moaning Merlin follows. He takes
this helmet and puts it into the sunlight. The
helmet reflects the light. There is only one
last piece what seems to need some more
polish. Merlin takes a towel and cleans it. He
smiles confidently and looks to the isle: “It is
time that you come back my friend, Camelot
needs you.” He takes the helmet and returns
into the tent. All pieces of the amour and
weapens his king needs is prepared and
lies on the table. It looks like he is awaiting
Arthur’s returning every moment. Merlin
smiles agains. He turns arround and walks
outside the tent. He looks to the path into
the woods.
Through the trees appears a knight on his
horse. He is strong and his red cape shines
through the dark wood. Merlin calls: “Sir
Percival, I have been waiting for you.” The
knight stopps and jumps down from his
horse. As Sir Percival arrives next to Merlin,
the two men hug each other friendly.
Merlin looks straight at Sir Percival: “You
didn’t forgot to train your muscles.” Sir
Percival laughs: “What else can I do.. And
you? Are you still polishing the king’s
armour?” Merlin turns arround, looks into
the tent, then back to Sir Percival: “Just
finished.” Both laugh loudly and heartly.
Merlin looks a lot better: cleaned, shaved,
fresh – only a bit too thin, like always. Sir
Percival is surprised, this is not the Merlin
he expected. This is not the Merlin, Gaius
described .
Merlin puts his hands on Sir Percival’s
shoulders: “I have made some food, let’s
eat.” Both sit down next to the fire. Merlin
takes a plate and fills it with soup. While Sir
Percival is eating, Merlin watches him
intensively: “How is Gwain?” Sir Percival
pauses his meal: “A lot better, but he is still
a bit weak on his legs. That’s why he
couldn’t come with me. But he greets you,
in fact his exatly words have been: I drink a
tankard of mead for you..” Both smile,
suddenly Sir Percival’s face turns seriously.
He puts his plate down on the floor: “Merlin,
I have to tell you something: Gwen takes
Arthur’s place.”
Merlin jumps up, he runs up and down: “No,
she can’t do that. This is betrayal, oh Gwen.”
Sir Percival trys to calm down the situation:
“Merlin, she has no kingdom is in danger. If
she wants to save the kingdom, she has to
take charge.” Merlin is still running up and
down: “But the king lives..” Sir Percival looks
down to the floor. With sadness in his voice
he adds: “Merlin, she still hopes like you that
Arthur returns, but the kingdom can’t wait
any longer.”
Merlin looks to the isle: ” Don’t give up! I
won’t give up! I wait for Arthur. He is the
soul of the kingdom, the kingdom’s hope,
the source of all trust, the spirit of Albion.
To replace him means to forget. To replace
him means loosing our religion, loosing
everything we have been fought for,
loosing everything what we believed in. To
replace him means to loose our hope. If we
loose our hope, we loose everything.” He
pauses and goes to the shore of the lake,
his eyes still focused on the isle: “Arthur is
everything, he is the kingdom, he is our
religion and he will return.”