I Own Nothing of the Merlin TV Series or anything that has that copyright thing...But The Arthurian Legands belong to the world. Long Live The Once and Future King...ARTORIOUS!
In a land of myth and a time of magic, The destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a powerful warlock- his name: Merlin.
Chapter One- Aithusa
Morgana stared at the small white dragon in mystification. The dragon had healed her or at least restored what little life she still had. Soon the dragon flapped its wings and started to fly away. It flew up before she noticed it fly down again.
Following it with curiosity he eyes caught a glimpse of a figure approching her. She recognised his pale face, dark hair, blue piercing eyes but it were the extraordinarily big ears that drew her attentions on more. It was Merlin.
"What are you doing her Merlin?" she snarled at him.
The young warlock just chuckled and approached her. "You're starting to sound like Arthur."
Morgana scruffled at Merlin but then he did the unexpected and lifter her off the ground. He saw she was injured and she knew she could not stand let alone walk. Despit this shemade every effort to get away but her resistance did not do a lot.
Merlin carried her to a white...unicorn? the magical beast was saddled and ready as he hoisted her onto the saddle before mounting it himself. "Where are you taking me?" She asked him worriedly, uncertain of what wa sto come.
"I have to get you out of here. We'll first head to shelter."
Throughout the whole trip, Morgana could not tear her eyes away from the small white dragon flying just ahead of them. It seemed strange but now she knew it belonged to Merlin, her arch nemesis. Still, she just realised how close to him she was at that moment and resisted but soon found herself comfortable against his warm chest. She sighed quietly an hoped he did not notice. Safe in his arms she felt... like... it just fit.
They came to a series of dark caves, the bigest being in the middle, Merlin dismounted his stead and hepled her off as well. And to odd circumstances it started raining. They all fit themselves into the cave to wait for the passing of the rain.
Morgana watched her rescuer carefully. Not a mere moment ago they had just finished a battle, and she lost. She seemd to always lose when he was present. She had successfully transformed Gwen into a doe once when Merlin was not present, but then fighting her again in Camelot got herself knocked out and left for dead...that was until Merlin came. "Why are you doing this?" She asked him again as he examined her stab wound to her side.
Merlin did not answer her, instead he placed a hand on her stab wound, she flinched but allowed him to continue. Merlin muttered an incantation and soon her pain was lifted. She exhaled deeply and her eyes turned back to Merlin.
The warlock did not take his hand away from her contact but instead he started to gently caress the bit of exposed skin. She moaned at the touch. He stopped and was about to draw back his hand but she let the words slip ot, "Don't stop," her voice sounded gentle yet desperate.
They could hear the pounding of the rain outside the cave, Merlin had taken the unicorn into their shelter and Aithusa laid asleep net to them.
Merlin continued to make contact with her skin and his hand slowly moved up to her cheeks and again she moaned in delight. After that she could not resist any longer- she launched herslef into his arms and their lips met.
Their mouths kept in contact in the passionate kiss for a few mintues and only stopped to catch their breath and the soft squeek that came from Aithusa. He just looked at the pair that were engaged in a pasionate embrace.
Merlin chuckled slightly, "This is Aithusa, my dragon companion."
"Companion?"
Merlin nodded, "See, I am the last Dragonlord and it is my duty to save the last dragons."
Morgana gasped. A Dragonlord? Wow, Merlin would really be a big shot if he weren't hidden in a shroud as Arthur's manservant. "Why are you doing theis?" she asked the question again. A question that could not escape her mind.
Merlin let out a ouff of air and looked deep into her eyes. "I never wanted you to die. Never. Everything I've done was for the good of Camelot but I would gladly give that up now, if it meant losing you."
Water formed in her eyes and she smiled at him before drawing closer and kissing him again.
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Author's Note: I felt like writing this really. A prequal to my 'Legend of Merlin' fic. How I'd love Series 5 to go but I know that is impossible now. I'd just like to see Merlin get something in return for his troubles. I mean almost everyone he loves dies you know, Will, Freya, his father as well. I'd like to see Merlin get a happy ending. In the book King Arthur: Warrior of the West, Merlin or Myrddion Merlinus runs away with Nimue and start a happy family in a far away village, protected by the villagers who adore them.