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Then word to Father Carden.

And then I found the camp.

Ride fast.

The time in numbers. Go.

Yes, Father.

Why isn't I told about this?

I thought it was your idea.

They rode all night from Rue Gorge.

In his condition?

I do not like him bringing outsiders here.

This is Druna.

Druna the smuggler.

A pretty queen.

Silks, spices, and people.

There are three ships.

Arrive maybe six days.

I can move your people. To Byzantium.

What about the Fae still in hiding? The other villages? We can't run now. We

can't feed who we have.

You have the sword.

We have seen what you can do with it. And it left me weakened.

Drained.

My power has limits.

There are Fae of ten clans here.

Think of what we could save.

Their cultures.

Languages.

We could start over.

We have no gold to pay you.

The Red Paladins are thieves and liars. They play pure, then they take bribes

and steal my cargo.

I'm happy to hurt them.

You said six days.

You are not considering this.

I promised them I would protect them.

I have to consider this.

But there are still survivors out there.

Villages that need our protection.

Cora, I know.

But as it is, we can't even feed who we have.

Why are we to trust him?

Because he's earned it.

In blood.

They're coming!

Who is?

The Weeping Monk. Red Paladins. I don't know how many.

They know where we are.

How far?

A day's hike.

Maybe sooner. We need to fortify our defenses.

Fortify our... We can't day here.

They'll smoke us out like rats.

Can the ships come any sooner?

It'll take longer, if anything.

So we need at least six days' shelter.

I need map here.

The first city beyond my Craig is Grimaire.

Would your uncle help us?

Not in the best of times.

Besides, I was told that the Red Paladins have taken Grimaire.

And your uncle?

Let him rot.

As long as the Paladins occupy Grimaire, they have endless food and supplies to

wage war enough in the hill.

We'll never survive.

So, we take it back.

Take what back?

Take Grimaire.

Even a holding force, we'd be outnumbered. Four, five to one. An hour

were ready to take on the King's army.

Yeah, but... We are out of food and space.

Now we're out of time.

But we would only have to keep it for six days.

Time to rest, recover, resupply.

But this is our only chance at survival.

They won't dare perfect it.

Because... Well, it's bloody mad.

Have you thought about how to do this?

They want the Wolfblood Witch.

So let's give her to them.

You have heard the truth from Lady Casha.

the midwife who delivered the dead heir and paid in gold for the false king.

Uther Pendragon is a fraud and a liar.

Spread her words.

Every man, woman, and child should know the rot that lords on over from on

high. False king!

No, stop her!

Tasha's testimony is spreading.

Soon the militias will turn your way, softening the soil all the way to Castle

Pendragon.

The midwife serves you well.

She does?

Now what does she cost?

The safety of one Fagor.

That's it?

That's it.

Does this girl have a name?

Nimue.

What is she to you, Druid?

It's me?

Not very much.

There will be a promise kept.

For a moment I thought the dreaded Merlin had a human heart, after all.

you worry.

I will consider your requests, but for now, how's your appetite?

I hear northern venison is superb.

What are they doing here?

We have a guest from the south.

I think we will all have much to discuss.

Come So

let

the feast

Ryan

Your interference.

We had Merlin in check. The sword of power within our grasp.

And now we have neither.

Only this.

Of midwives and usurpers.

There are mobs planting this.

Tell us if it's just one of Merlin's foolish parlour checks.

I was never meant to raise children.

You see, I was meant to rule.

That was my talent.

Queen Mother to all my subjects.

But in this pathetic world of men with their foolish bloodlines and antiquated

rules, that wasn't meant to be. I was relegated to make you king.

And it would seem that I failed in that one simple task.

Mother! But I'm not, you see.

I'm not your mother.

My true son would be made a finest deal.

You are not the true king.

I bought you.

I claimed you as my own.

I placed you on the seat of power.

You have ruined me.

I may not be your mother, Uther, but I shall always be the Queen Mother.

Now, you will do exactly as I say, and you will forge alliances as I instruct,

and only then will you weather this storm.

Tear us down, and you will suffer as we suffer.

I do not wish to be your enemy.

Nor do I fear it.

My apologies, Lansby's lad.

I bring you to you an offering.

There's business I would work here. The church tells kings which lands they own

and what to do with them.

A king guided by Rome is the power of God behind them.

A king guided by free wisdom is offered by a druid.

Suffer to the feet of death, sir.

Now I got it.

Your accent.

That's the town of Dunrow talking, isn't it, Cotton?

You have a good ear.

Not exactly known for its bishops, though, is it, Dunrow?

I assume your father worked the mines.

And his father before him.

I had a different call.

Get off it, Cotton.

You didn't see God in the church.

You saw an exit from that nothing town you crawled out of.

The clergy took you, but the Pope didn't.

He couldn't buy your way in, so now you're for blood and ash.

Paladins have grown and are feared throughout this land, and yet you remain

in the dead of Rome.

There speaks a man with neither faith nor country.

The church and their trinity god have great power, my king.

None of it is sitting here.

Merlin, twist the truth to complicate it. Simple choice, your highness.

Are you for the fae, or are you for the church?

I'm for...

as it should be either.

But know that in a few hours at sunrise, the choice will be taken out of your

hands.

The Lord's fire will purge the last remaining faith from existence.

They can't have gone far.

The wolf!

There is no escape, witch.

Surrender your arms.

Send in another wave.

Did you not hear me?

Send in more men!

Surrender your arm or meet the fate of your brothers in the woods.

Leave her!

Valis shall serve your head to Rome on a spear.

Kill her!

What you see is a...

Anyone else think they can outrun a Ford Archer?

She'll be all right, child.

Come back to your clan now.

Go on.

Am I dead?

No, you idiot. I lived.

Come on.

I saw you. They took me. I know. I know. When the

arrows came, I ran. I ran all night.

And I fell in with the raiders, and we ended up here in the paladin dungeons.

And you...

You made it. You're here. How are you here with Arthur?

Quit yapping like goats.

Respect the thick and dying.

What's a mean wing?

A mean one.

Can you walk?

Uh... Uh...

Am I right?

What?

Oh, uh... Yes.

Yes, I think I can walk. Yes, I need your help.

Aunt Marion.

Uncle.

Where's your stolen sword?

I'm not here to fight.

Oh?

What are you here for?

For a hero's greeting? I'm here to tell you, Gomer is free.

Free, are we?

You declared war on the church on my behalf.

I didn't expect a thank you.

But you deserve one, so thank you, Arthur.

We'll be here six days, and then move on.

I heard them talking.

They're calling this girl the Fey Queen.

You don't follow a queen.

You follow a peasant with a target on her back. Oh, man, speak of her.

Nor would I wish to.

You can tell this slay queen.

I will speak with her.

I've nothing more to say to you.

Speak of the dead man who stands outside the bell tower.

When they used to bring...

The thick instacombent. I would...

I

just thought that I could be of some assistance.

Don't think about what they are.

Help them pass, peacefully.

He didn't work through you, and I thought... I thought Lenore, she was the

healer. So maybe you can do something for him.

But, Pim... I've never healed anyone before.

And I'm weak. I... I barely even feel it right now after the forest.

I'll try.

This is Nimoy.

He's beyond my help.

I'm so sorry. No, it's my fault.

Come on.

Dove.

Dove. Say, God is with you now.

He'll protect you.

Can you feel it?

Please have it.

Protect you.

You know

I don't like that name,

Dove.

It's a pin.

No, it sounds funny.

Yeah.

You like him.

I liked it.

Don't, don't, don't, don't.

Doff would brain me from Valhalla if I took that.

It's yours.

Fair Queen, we thank you for giving us our freedom.

You've earned the thanks of the Red Spear.

For the gods, we need friends.

You wake us early, you march us to the middle of nowhere.

For what?

For whom?

To beat a devil, you must make a deal with one.

My lady, regent, your majesty, it would

seem...

We have a mutual problem.

The eldest returns.

Tell.

The midwife plays her part.

The crowds believe her. The first villagers fell in line with ease.

And the others?

On the road, by the time we reached the fourth or fifth city, word had preceded

us.

But in the last two towns, something...

Troubling. Witchcraft troubles you?

That's a person, father.

The symbol of the wolf -blood witch, the new fae queen.

She's called Nimue.

Merlin's fae girl.

He wants her alive and a friend too. this court as payment for the midwife.

Father, she wields the sword of power. With it, she's taken the city of Grimere

from the paladins.

They say even humans now bow to her and call her... I am the king of this land,

not some patent witch.

This girl.

Perhaps a few weeks ago she could have surrendered to you, been a ward of the

court. The way the Red Spear... Don't speak of her!

I don't mean to upset you.

But by possessing the sword of the first king, this Nimue makes a claim to what

is rightfully yours.

She cannot be welcome here.

She must be conquered.

And the sword of power should be wielded by you alone.

Ah, here she is, the queen of the fay. Sorry to disturb you, my queen. This man

demanded that you come before him.

Demanded?

Lord Ector, I'm sorry we have not spoken sooner.

I thank you for this sanctuary.

Well, it was not offered, my lady.

It was taken. I had not finished.

True, it was taken.

But I assure you, until we leave here, you are welcome as our guest in

Once we have our safe passage, the town will be returned to you.

But until then, you are in my seat.

You heard her?

Did you devise this humiliation out here? You will address our queen.

Guards, you're all just children.

I have no argument with your kind.

And no love of red paladins. But do you truly think you're safe here?

Hmm?

Do any of you?

You were safer in your caves and trees or wherever the hell you were hiding. We

were starving.

You'll starve here too, but only if you're lucky.

You've doomed yourself.

And all of grammar with you.

I hope you're happy.

Enjoy your brief reign.

Queen of the Fey.

Can I sit on it?

Man is boy.

What news?

In the light of the new day, our counter's come up short.

We're missing a dozen things.

Maybe more.

Some thick, some children.

Convoy refugees that should have arrived hours ago.

On their own.

Ripe targets for paladin patrols.

Form a search party.

With your permission, I would join the hunt.

May I go?

If the Green Knight allows it.

Well, alone at last.

It suits you.

Thank you, Billy.

I don't know what possessed me.

Your uncle has a way of getting under the skin.

Still weak.

No.

It's all right.

Your hand.

It's nothing.

You're not all right.

Like the salt could be making you sick.

It's not.

There is a cause to using this magic.

It's not just to your health, but to... To what?

I'm ready to leave this place.

As soon as Gawain returns, I must ride to Blue Court and secure the ships.

Must you?

If it's to come this far, I need to run again.

Gromare doesn't mean we can hold it.

The church knows where you are now.

The king knows where you are, and they know you have the sword.

Don't be foolish.

I've had enough lectures, Arthur.

It is cruel to force these families onto ships.

It's to another unknown fate, while invaders occupy their land.

At least here they have a roof over their heads. For how long?

Have you been in a siege before?

Have you?

Stop trying to pull rank on me, Arthur.

That's impossible.

You're the queen.

Is it the title that bothered you?

Or the fact that I took the throne that you could not?

It's the bloody point of talking with you.

You'll do as you like.

Arthur!

in this fashion, it frightens even me.

A name has been given.

Whose?

You said, Nimue, it couldn't be seen by your vision.

This is no vision, Merlin.

Her name has been given.

And I am the widow.

You know I'm unable to refuse this summon. Just as you know, her fate is

fixed.

How much time?

Days.

Please, not her.

I tell you this as a friend.

Nothing can stop us.

You're wrong!

Cumber!

Let him in.

You come when not summoned with it.

Lord Cumber, our arrangement.

The fae girl will be safe here, will she not?

Yeah, well, only as a guest in my dungeons.

It seems that Nimue is a bit more than a simple fae girl.

Well, of course she is. She wields the sword of power. A detail you neglected

share. Do you think me so foolish as to wave the sword before your eyes, knowing

how it clouds the judgment?

Do you think all my years have taught me nothing?

Those who chase the swords are doomed to obsession.

But those who are patient, let the sword come to them, are the ones with the

wisdom to wield it.

Now do you want to be the one true king or don't you?

She presents as a rival to me, Merlin. That's unacceptable.

Then your foolish northern pride will cost you the greatest treasure of the

ancient kings.

We don't sweet -talk our enemies in the ice realms.

She's no threat to you.

They answer the midwives' charge with cries of Fae Queen,

not Cumber.

I offer my dungeons to the Fae Queen as a gesture of thanks to you for bringing

me the midwife.

You would be wise to accept it.

Thank you.

Scout party hasn't returned.

We have to make sure we don't miss our window with the ships.

Do you think the Red Paladins have go?

You think their spirits live on?

I suppose.

If any of us do.

Why?

I... I hear them.

In the sword.

I hear their screams.

You're tired.

What frightens me is I don't mind the screams.

They comfort me.

Why don't you put it down?

I'm fine.

You don't sound fine.

Why do you want me to put it down?

Is it the same reason you want me to run away?

To give up? Those ships are your only hope.

You never believed in me.

I was the first to believe in you. That's a lie.

You think I'm helpless or mad.

But what is real?

But the Fae occupy Grimaire.

And dead paladins litter the road from here to Hawksbridge thanks to me. You

want to keep fighting?

Yes. Why not?

Limway! I am the Wolfblood Witch and I will slaughter every Red Brother from

here to Rome if I must.

Is that you talking or the sword?

I can't tell anymore.

Because the difference is the sword can survive the next battle. We cannot.

But I won't leave you.

If this is where we make our last stand, so be it. No.

No.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm not feeling myself.

Feel the ships.

No ships.

This was thrown over the walls.

They found your smuggler.

My lady! My lady Nimue!

Jose!

We were ambushed. You were right.

It was the monk.

It's a going alive.

Armies!

Armies approaching!

Move into the tree line!

Everyone, get your weapons!

Use station!