30.
Caer Lion may have been a fortress but
the sight of its current look was another neglected castle. It was perched on
the cliff overlooking the huge lake to its rear while the path towards the
castle was by its narrow entrance. It was like an island but it sat on the
cliff instead of the water. The sides of the castle were bordered by the sheer
drop cliff.
“It’s a secured location, impregnable by
the looks of it. I wondered how it withstood a siege.” Artorius studied the
castle design. They have reached the castle camped on the land near it. The
castle was about another eight hundred feet away sloping upwards on the
terrain. “It held the main gate here and none to the sides. I wondered how they
could get supplies if are blocked at the front gate.”
“Aye, Arthur. What you see now is the
inner castle. Caer Lion as it was named held another section to the front here
where the area is wider. The walls were to here where we stand now.” Merlin
stomped his feet on the overgrown grass. “There are stones below us. Over the
years, with the fall …. Or, shall I say emptied the castle of its Lord, the
local warriors here have removed the outer walls of its stones.”
“Where you stand now was its the gateway
to past the outer walls. The walls were high and covered the length of the land
here from that cliff to the other. It held three tall towers for the sentries,
and housed the barracks and stables for its army.”
“You know well of its design, Merlin.”
Artorius looked at the druid.
“Do not balk at my knowing, Arthur. Here
lies once before the castle of Lord Gorlois.” Merlin told Prime. “I was his
adviser and with my help, the castle was built.”
“Lord Gorlois? Was he not deposed by …”
Artorius searched for the name in his mind?
“A great Lord and he held much of the
land here in his name. He had a lady named Igraine. He loved her but she
betrayed him to her lover, Lord Pendragon.”
“Lord Pendragon, yes. That was the name
I was reaching for.” Artorius tapped his right hand at his head. “Age has taken
hold of my memory.”
“You are not old, Arthur.” Merlin
smiled. “It’s your campaign that dazzled your mind. Let it clear and you will
be fine.”
“Tell me of Lord Gorlois,” Artorius
asked.
“The Lord was a great leader, and he
united a large part of the lands under his banner. He fought off the invaders
and even the Romans. He kept them to the South while he ruled the North. He was
with good knights but one betrayed him.”
“For the love of the Lord’s bride.”
Merlin sighed.
“It was a beautiful ceremony held by the
Lord for his bride. He was older but he loved his wife who was almost half his
age. He boasted of her beauty to the others, and many praised his bride. She
was a lucky lady to be picked by the Lord.”
“You sang praises for the lady. Was she
…?”
“Lady Igraine but she was soon taken in
by deceit from the vassal of the Lord. It was Lord Pendragon then having been
younger had laid his lust on Lady Igraine. He used witchcraft to seduce her. He
got himself the disguise as the Lord and visited the Lady in her chamber when
Lord Gorlois was away on a hunt.”
“How did you know of this?” Artorius
asked.
“It was I who administered the spell,”
Merlin admitted. “I was …”
“Witchcraft? I am surprised. I thought
you for a sorcerer.” Artorius mocked the other.
“I am but I knew some of the witches’
spells too. “Anyway, Lord Gorlois found out and wage war on Lord Pendragon.
They fought and Lord Pendragon won. However, he was ostracised by the others.
Lord Pendragon soon left for the main continent and the Lords leaderless soon
squabble and fight. The land was fraught with war for a long time.”
“And yourself? The one who assisted in
the betrayal. What did you do?”
“I was …. I did not betray my Lord. I
was misled by another. Lovers do.” Merlin defended himself. “Thereafter, I was
without a Lord, and I wandered the lands. I assisted no one and fought no one.”
“Till you met the Ghost?” Artorius
stamped the mark on Merlin.
“Yes, Lawnslot is the real son of Lord
Gorlois but was given up to his friend, King Bon to rise. It was an unsettling
period then on the land.”
“Say that again, druid.” It was Lawnslot
who re-joined them then. “My father is Lord Gorlois?”
“Lawnslot, King Bon was your Lord
Gorlois’s friend.” Merlin looked at the other.
“He never…” Lawnslot looked away. “I was
sent away before I could even know my real father.”
“King Bon was a great King of Normandy.
He befriended Lord Gorlois and they maintained peace on their land.”
“I was told that my father was killed
before me. I know not who it was then. King Bon, He sent me off to the ladies
before he was killed.” Lawnslot recalled the death of King Bon. “He was killed
by his own.”
“It was the bargain your father had to
do to ensure you were safe. He got you sent off so that you can return to
reclaim his throne, Little Bear.” Merlin called Lawnslot by the name that was
seen on the stars. “Arondight was his gift to you to mark his legacy onto you.”
“And what is my legacy? To avenge King
Bon or Lord Gorlois?”
“To rightfully unite the Lords on the
land as your father did,” Merlin told him. “But the stars stated that …”
“I am Little Bear. I can be the Lord but
not the King. I am unworthy to be one and yet I am to unite the Lords. What
lies are you spewing out now?” Lawnslot glared at Merlin. “I distrust you more.
I am leaving now.”
“With my men, Roman,” Lawnslot replied
to Artorius. “Big Bear.”
“What ails him, druid?”
“He is troubled, Arthur. He will recover
and then he will re-join us.” Merlin replied. “I must …”
No, I will not hear of the legacy. I
would like to know about the castle here. You mentioned of the grandeur but I
could not see the …’
“It was the conceptual design then. I
was the one who crafted the layout for Lord Gorlois but he only got the inner
castle build. He was always at war and had not the time to complete the entire
castle. We did prepare the foundations but the works were halted many times. In
the end, with the death of Lord Gorlois, the castle was left incomplete.”
Artorius looked at the castle and then
at the land before it. He liked the location and decided to complete the castle.
“It shall be done. It will carry a new
name.” Artorius spoke. “I liked its location. It oversees the huge lake that
resembled the sea from the view here. To the land, it’s bordered by the trees
that looked like it fruiting for the season. There was one place like this
named Avalon. Yet, it mystical for it was never visited it’s heard by many.”
“Avalon is in the nether dimension,”
Merlin explained. “It’s the very dimensions of the Gods and the …”
“And imaginable friends of yours.”
Artorius laughed. “Forget Avalon. Look to the South. We have Camulodunum to the
South. The first Roman city was erected on Britannica. It once belonged to King
Cunobelinus. He was a great King then and was once called the King of the
Britons; He united the land under his rule. He and his lineage had occupied
that town until the Romans took its stake there. We built the first castrum
(Roman legionary fortress) there.”
“And here in the North now, I will build
a new castrum. I will name it….”
“Camulodunum,” Merlin interjected in.
“Camulodunum sister fortress in the North.”
“No, it shall not be the sister but the
elder brother of it …... No, it will be greater than that. It will rival Rome to
build over five hills.”
“Hills, Arthur. We hold no hills here.”
Merlin looked baffled.
“It cannot go up then it will go down.
The castle will cover the length to here where I stand so it can be seen from
the treeline, and …... it will cover the cliff downwards to reach the waters
where I will have ships to dock. It will present a great castle that no other
can rival it.”
“I …” Merlin was taken aback by the
design that overshadowed his own. “I …”
“I will not have your head as Lord
Gorlois had threatened. You will appease the dragons of my castle. I shall not
overtake their lair but shared it. Their lair will be known on the name as …...
Camelot, the great castle in the North.”
“Camelot it’s.” Merlin smiled. “And the
castle needs its Lord. Or …... King.” But Arthur had stepped away to his men. Merlin
shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
“You can avoid your fate for only so
long, Arthur. Soon it will come for you.”
End of Book One
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