Hey guys. I am back.

So my exams and, technically, uni is over and the job hunt begins. So a little bit more time to write fanfiction.

The idea came from one of my one stories in The Stories of Merlin. It is called Drugonia. You might want to check it out beforehand but it isn't needed. I believe everything in that is explained here. This starts were that kinda ends.

So things are going to be a little different now. I am going to be posting every other day now but only upload one Merlin fic and one Doctor Who fic. With my list of ideas ever growing (see my profile as an example), I want to get these out to you before I forget what the idea was. I am just trying to find the quickest and most efficient way of getting these stories out to you and I believe it is this way. I have had a whole excel document dedicated to trying to do this. My main problem was I was aiming to upload a story before I had aimed to start writing it. This way that didn't happen.

So please enjoy this chapter and story.

Chapter 1

The evidence of last night feast was laid bare for all to see. The servants were doing their best to try and make the castle look presentable for the Lords and Ladies after King Balinor had dismissed them last night, telling them that they should join in the festivities. There were people everywhere, cleaning things up to making sure everything was straight and in line. It wasn't because that was how the King liked it, it was just how the castle should look. If anything, Balinor would want things to look out of place.

Merlin ducked and dived his way through the servants. Many were surprised to see him up at this hour but they didn't know that he had been summoned. Not by his father but by the dragons.

Drugonia was a Kingdom outside of the politics of the five kingdoms. Merlin had learnt about the pure basics when he was being taught what he needed. He knew that the five kingdoms where made up of Camelot, Caerleon, Nemeth, Esstir and Mercia, but that was as far as he got about learning about them. He was told that no more information would be needed to be known because of the unlikelihood of him every going that far south.

The kingdom was ruled by King Balinor and his wife, Queen Hunith. They were always talked about being fair and just but they never really had to ever pass a sentence. The level of crime was low in Drugonia. Balinor had two councils to guide him, one of Lords, who were great friends, and one of dragons, the same one that Merlin was going to visit now.

The feast last night had celebrated his coming of age and becoming the Crowned Prince of Drugonia. But that wasn't the only thing that would happen.

Merlin always knew that his wife would be chosen for him but it wouldn't be by his father to strengthen an alliance. His wife would be chosen by the dragons. Something his father had told him they hadn't got wrong just yet.

When he found out, he asked them if it was love at first sight when they finally met. He suspected that if the dragons had chosen his mother for his father, then they would be soul mates. His mother would tell him that they married because of the dragons and the love that she possessed for his father came later. When he asked the same question to his father, he would tell him that he fell in love with his mother from the moment he laid his eyes on her. Merlin always hope that he would feel the same when he met his wife.

If anyone had told him of what the next year would consist of, he probably wouldn't have gone to the dragons.

Merlin shook his head as he watched Gwaine stumbling up the corridor. "Someone had a good night." He commented.

"Merlin! The man of the moment. I hate to break it to you, you are heading in the wrong direction for any breakfast."

"I am not going to breakfast. I have been summoned."

Gwaine muttered summoned before his eyes when wide with realisation. "We can't lose you mate. Which every girl they chose for you, they won't be right for you. I hope you know that. Think about it as well. If you marry you can never look at another girl again. You are basically signing away your life."

"And if the dragons make the right choice, then I won't want to look at any other girl. You won't lose me either."

"Marriage changes people."

"Look why don't you go back to bed and I will speak to you when I return." He patted his friend on the shoulder before he walked passed him. "Oh, please tell my father where I am going. I don't want them worrying when I don't show up."

He heard Gwaine huff as he made his way down to the stables.

He climbed up the last remaining steps before he walked along the path way to the dragons. He had been surrounded with the baby dragons all his life on his father's orders. His mother wasn't so sure, even with his father reassuring her that they wouldn't hurt him because he was his son and heir. His breath was taken from him when he saw his first full grown dragons. They were just magnificent creatures. He had no idea how someone as small as him could have the power over something as big as a dragon. His father first took him up to see them when he was 11 and even to this day, they still amazed him.

"Thank you my prince for making your way up here." One of the dragons said.

"Not a problem. The royalty of Drugonia always run when the dragons call I believe my father has told me many times." Merlin said.

"You have now come of age. You are now the Crown Prince of Drugonia. It is time that you take a wife and start the family that will then take your role as you will take your father's."

"I guessed."

"Your wife will be Morgana Le Fay."

Morgana Le Fay. Merlin repeated in his head.

"Your marriage will be one of love and power. You both possess great skills but she must come back to Drugonia. If she stays in Camelot much longer, I am afraid that she will not be the same person she is now. You must save her from herself. She is young and unknowing of what great power she possesses. In Drugonia, she can be a good person, a strong queen for you to turn to and a person you can and will love unconditionally. In Camelot, she will circum to fear and be the opposite. She will become a force of great evil."

Merlin hadn't even met the girl and he knew that he didn't want her to be fearful of herself or someone else. He didn't know much about Camelot and would have to do some research as to why she could be fearful.

"Merlin. Emrys, your task is to go to Camelot and ask for her hand. When you have won it, you need to bring her back to a place so that she can bee the person she needs to be."