Merlin almost skidded as he sprinted along the corridor. Holding on to the nearest wall he controlled himself and swerved into the corner and kept on running. Voices emerged down the hall as he closed in and he didn’t need his magic to know whose voices they were. He stepped up his gear and reached the door. But the moment he reached it, he stopped in a jolt. Agravaine was standing a couple of yards in front of him, by the statue! Merlin hid himself behind the door quickly and closed his mouth with his hand, silencing himself. Agravaine should not...