Arthur/Merlin, something with Merlin's father.
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Even before he'd known who Merlin was, Balinor could feel the magic inside the boy. Powerful magic. Magic you wouldn't want to mess with.
And even before he'd known who either of the two men were, he could tell they were together.
Then Balinor found out the magical one was his son, and the blond was the Prince of Camelot. The son of Uther Pendragon. The murderer of his kind. So he'd refused. But only in his mind this time. He'd thought that he could help the dragon destroy Camelot, to destroy Uther. But that thought train had finished when he'd seen Arthur and Merlin lying next to each other staring up. If he used magic and the dragon to destroy Camelot, then Arthur's heart would harden against magic. And Merlin, because Balinor could already feel how much magic the boy had already, and how it was so ingrained into him. He sighed slightly, thinking about his heritage as a Dragonlord.
The next day, Balinor sacrificed himself so that Merlin could live.