It's been three months since I saw you and I have never missed your guidance more than I do now. A lot has happened since the Nordic gods first brought me to their city, and most of it has been good, if you can believe it. I miss you and everyone else who's still in Camelot, but I have a new life here that I'm finding hard to leave behind.
Morgana's here, and it's the kind, spirited Morgana that we all remember from before. She hasn't gone through the hardships that turned her bitter in our time, and I intend to keep it that way. I'm sorry, Gaius, but I think we were wrong all those years ago. She's much happier now that we're open with each other about our magic, and I wish now that I had listened to my instincts back then and helped her. The city has given me a chance to make things right with her, and I won't waste it this time.
Arthur's here and he knows about my magic, too. I know, I know, let me finish before you raise your brow and me and start scolding. Everyone's given magic here, and I thought there wouldn't be a better time for it. He's okay with it, Gaius. He trusts me. I knew there was a reason II won't think aboutBother He's already proven he's a better king than Uther ever will be. We won't remember any of this when we return to Camelot, but it's given me hope that things will be all right anyway. I just need to be brave and tell him the truth eventually.
Everything's been working so well here, I don't know what to do now that Uther's in the city, too. Arthur's already left and Morgana's been locking herself in her room. King or not, he's hurt and lied to all of us, and I don't think I can stand by and watch it all happen again like I did back home. I'm different now. I want to be open with my magic, with who I am, and Uther being here isn't going to change that. I'm not going to abandon the Teacher's Council for his sake, not when we have people willing to learn about the magic they have in Asgard.
No more secrets. No more hiding.
Gods help me, Gaius, I think Arthur will kill me himself if Uther doesn't get to me first.
To Gaius (written the day after Uther's arrival)
It's been three months since I saw you and I have never missed your guidance more than I do now. A lot has happened since the Nordic gods first brought me to their city, and most of it has been good, if you can believe it. I miss you and everyone else who's still in Camelot, but I have a new life here that I'm finding hard to leave behind.
Morgana's here, and it's the kind, spirited Morgana that we all remember from before. She hasn't gone through the hardships that turned her bitter in our time, and I intend to keep it that way. I'm sorry, Gaius, but I think we were wrong all those years ago. She's much happier now that we're open with each other about our magic, and I wish now that I had listened to my instincts back then and helped her. The city has given me a chance to make things right with her, and I won't waste it this time.
Arthur's here and he knows about my magic, too. I know, I know, let me finish before you raise your brow and me and start scolding. Everyone's given magic here, and I thought there wouldn't be a better time for it. He's okay with it, Gaius. He trusts me.
I knew there was a reason II won't think aboutBotherHe's already proven he's a better king than Uther ever will be. We won't remember any of this when we return to Camelot, but it's given me hope that things will be all right anyway. I just need to be brave and tell him the truth eventually.Everything's been working so well here, I don't know what to do now that Uther's in the city, too. Arthur's already left and Morgana's been locking herself in her room. King or not, he's hurt and lied to all of us, and I don't think I can stand by and watch it all happen again like I did back home. I'm different now. I want to be open with my magic, with who I am, and Uther being here isn't going to change that. I'm not going to abandon the Teacher's Council for his sake, not when we have people willing to learn about the magic they have in Asgard.
No more secrets. No more hiding.
Gods help me, Gaius, I think Arthur will kill me himself if Uther doesn't get to me first.
-Merlin