"Hello." Entering the room, he looks at the old lady.
Changing his expression, he begins to smile. "Nice to meet you, ma'am." Looking at his manners and the way he speaks, she smiles.
"It seems like my daughter taught you good etiquette." Placing the drink down on a dresser. She pulls out her wand and makes a chair.
"I just wanted to speak to you. It's always nice to see your grandson."
"Grandson?" Looking at the woman. He notices some similarities between him and her.
"For example, your eyes." Suddenly, her eyes turn purple like his.
"This is something akin to blood-like magic. My dad implemented it in his body. Which caused the rest of his lineage to be great healers, or at least that's what I think." Listening to her, they talk for hours.
"Hey, I think it's time for bed." interrupting the two, Morgana stands there with a slight grin. "You two have been talking all night."
Finishing their conversation, Morgana and his mom leave the room.
"Authur kids aren't better." Hearing her mom say that, she laughs.
"Of course, they're not better." Sighing at her daughter, they both go to their areas.
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In a worn-out area
Where the trees are dying, and the flowers are wilting.
Along with leaves that have lost their luster of color, a woman is sitting in a cabin alone.
"Madam Igrane." Hearing her name, she looks up from her slumber.
"What do you need, Merlin?" Looking at his smile. She gets a horrible feeling.
"It's time you tell me where your daughter and my son are at."
Looking at him with disgust, she laughs. "I kept them hidden well for 12 years so far. Your son is 19, you know."
"I know how old my successor is." Saying that, Igrane looks at him with pity in her eyes. "So what do you want?"
"I want them."
Noticing him not letting up, she smiles. "That's perfect. I was getting tired of them."
Getting up from her chair, she walks past Merlin.
"Pick up the pace, Merlin. We don't have much time."
Silently taking her wand out, she cuts a part of her hair. And whispers a spell.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
Looking at her suspiciously, they keep walking until they find another house.
"This is it." Hearing her say that, Merlin begins to smile again. "It's about time."
"I guess it is." Saying that- she points her wand at Merlin. "Bye!" Feeling a smile creep on her face. She feels relieved.
"If only you were faster, your reaction dulled." Getting hit with a spell first, she feels her body fall downward.
"Nothing will be enough to kill you. So I must be thorough." Standing over top of her. She begins to scream.
"Is that mom?" Hearing that, Morgana rushes out to see Merlin on her mom.
"MORGANA LEAVE!" Yelling that, Igraine cast a spell to teleport the house.
Feeling her body shift, she tries to figure out what spell she used.
Looking around, she notices the house is now on a mountain surrounded by snow.
"Mom where are we?" Waking up from the shift of magic, he looks outside.
"What's this?"
"Welcome to where I was born, Laplace."