Sorry it took so long to update this story guys! I forgot my password. This isn't a new chapter it's an update of the old one. Thanks for all the reviews and comments!
It was just like any other day in Camelot. Merlin was on his way to get lunch for his royal pratness. As he was walking he felt the hairs on the back of his neck start to stand up. He felt as though someone was watching him. He turned around to look, but he didn't see anyone in the corridor. He decided to let his magic roam the corridor and check the hidden nooks and crannies within the corridor. He resumed walking to the kitchen, while his magic was searching for any hidden threat. As he reached the kitchen he could feel the eyes that were watching him leave, so he called his magic back into him.
As he was walking Mary, the head cook, said to him, "Hello Merlin. I see you're here early today," while she passed him the big, silver plate full of all the king's favorite breakfast items. It contained three sausage links, eggs, pitcher full of water, and some bread.
"You know how Arthur is. He scheduled a council for this morning. He just can't let me have a break." Merlin complained.
"Well, you better get going before you're late, otherwise Arthur will put you in the stocks again! Mary says amused, "And I better see you at lunch, because I need to put some meat on your bones. Every time I see you, it seems you just keep getting scrawnier!" Mary says.
"I know Mary. You tell me that every morning. I'll try to stop by at lunch, but it depends on how many chores Arthur gives me today," Merlin says as he heads out the kitchen door. As he walks down the hallway towards Arthur's room, he spots Morgana and Gwen heading towards the throne room. As he nears them he stops to talk to them.
"Hello Morgana, Gwen. How are you today?" he asks them.
"We're doing just fine Merlin. are you bringing Arthur his breakfast?" Morgana asks.
"Yes, I think I may need to put more holes in Arthur's belt." He replies thoughtfully.
"You better not let him hear you say that Merlin, otherwise he might put you in the stocks again." Gwen replies while trying to cover her giggles.
"He wouldn't put me in the stocks. He can't survive a minute without me." He says cheekily.
"Quite true, Merlin. Anyway, do you know what the council meeting is about? He didn't tell anyone, he just asked for us to be there." Morgana tells him.
"No, I don't. He usually tells me what the meetings are going to be about, but he hasn't. The fact that he hasn't told you or anybody else is surprising" He tells her. "Anyway, I have to get Arthur up and feed him his breakfast before he throws a fit."
"Yes, that would be a problem, but it would be fun to see." Morgana says.
"Bye Merlin." Both Morgana and Gwen say to him as they part to go their own ways again. As he continues walking down the hallway he feels the eyes on the back of his neck again. He picks up his pace and reaches Arthur's chamber. He takes one hand from the tray and opens the door. Since he had been doing this for awhile he was able to not drop the tray as he entered and closed the door. He sets the tray on the table and walks over to the bed. Merlin moves any of the objects Arthur could throw at him, that would hurt, out of his reach. He moves towards the curtains covering the windows and throws them open while saying, "Rise and shine, sleepy head!"
"Merlin! Why are always so cheery in the mornings?" Arthur asks him grumpily. He reaches for the goblet he keeps beside his bed. When he doesn't feel it he lifts his head of the pillow and looks for it. He finally sees it on the table.
"Merlin... Why is my goblet on the table and not beside my bed?" Arthur asks him.
"I didn't want you to throw it and have it hit me again. It also won't get dirty so you can actually use it to drink the water this time. Now get up and out of bed lazy daisy. You have a council meeting that starts soon and I don't think you want to be late to it," Merlin says back to Arthur. He turns around to set Arthur's breakfast up, and Arthur throws a pillow at Merlin which hits him in the back of the head.
"Throwing a pillow at someone whose back is turned. Very cowardly, Arthur." Merlin says while smirking at Arthur.
"What ever Merlin. Help me get dressed." Arthur retorts. (The italicized part of Merlin is him drawing out and making fun of Merlin like he does in the show). Merlin walks over and helps Arthur get dressed, but while doing so he feels a burst of magic happen inside the walls of Camelot. His magic reacts to the burst of magic he felt, and he has a hard time controlling it.
"Why don't you eat breakfast now Arthur?" Merlin asks shakily.
"That's the first good thing you've said this morning Merlin," Arthur says while he goes to sit down. As Arthur is eating he notices Merlin is fidgeting. "What's wrong Merlin?" Arthur asks him worriedly. Arthur won't admit it to anyone at all, but he does care for Merlin.
"It's nothing. I just have been feeling a little off today. Don't worry about it." He says. He was just bending the truth a little bit. Half of him is hoping Arthur would ask more about his feeling to show he cared, but the other half of him, the half that wanted to survive, was hoping Arthur wouldn't push him because he didn't want to tell Arthur more than he already had.
"Alright, Merlin. You'll be serving me in the council meeting today." Arthur replies going back to his meal. At this, he feels both relieved and disappointed in Arthur's reaction.
"What is the council about Arthur? You haven't told anyone." he asks.
"It's about magic. There has been reports about a sorcerer visiting village, outing other sorcerers and sometimes kidnapping them as well. No one has caught or seen the sorcerer at all. This council today is to discuss about how to deal with the sorcerer." Arthur says. Merlin, feeling scared because he has magic and because his magic is humming under his skin at the mention of the other sorcerer, takes a step back.
"Arthur, the feeling is getting a little worse. Maybe you should find another servant to serve you at the meeting today." Merlin suggests.
"No,Merlin! You're my servant! I understand that you aren't feeling well, but I need you there to fill up my goblet when needed." Arthur replies.
"But..." He starts to say.
"No buts, Merlin!" Arthur says. "It's time for the council meeting," Arthur says while striding out the door.
"Would you stop being such a prat and listen to me?!" He shouts at Arthur's retreating back.
"Merlin, come on!" Arthur shouts to him.
"Coming." Merlin groans. As he runs out of Arthur's room, he feels a magical presence nearby. He looks around and he sees Morgana. It must be Morgana. I have been teaching her magic. He thinks. As the three of them enter the throne room, all of the other council members sit down. As Arthur and Morgana take their seats, Merlin looks to see of Morgana had been affected by the outburst of magic he felt earlier. He notices she is pale, which confirms that she felt it too.
"Alright, we are all hear today to talk about the sorcerer who has been visiting the villages and outing other sorcerers, as well as kidnapping those who were powerful. The village he was born and raised in say his name is Liam, but he calls himself 'The Retriever' . He's doing this because he claims to be looking for Emrys," Arthur states. When Merlin hears this he looks at Morgana, who knows his secret, and she gives him a worried look.
"He's looking for Emrys because he says Emrys is a traitor to his kind." Arthur explains.
"And he is." A mysterious voice chimes. As this happens Merlin can feel his magic go out of control to try to protect himself and the others within the council room.
"Who are you? Why are you in my castle?" Arthur asks angrily as he looks around.
"I am The Retriever. I'm here for Emrys and his assistant." Liam replies. His eyes glow gold and Merlin and Morgana cry out in pain. His non verbal spell was to hurt those who used magic if they were in the council room. "Come on out, Emrys!" Liam says mockingly. He know who Emrys is. He's trying to out him and get his friends to turn on him. When he didn't step out, Liam makes the pain go to Arthur, making him cry out in pain.
"STOP!" Merlin yells at Liam.
"Not until Emrys stands up and reveals himself." Liam says smugly. Everyone waits, and Merlin slowly stands up. Those who didn't know he had magic thought he was being a loyal servant and standing up to protect his king.
To everyone's surprise he says, "I'm here."
"Merlin? Stop being an idiot and step down. You can't be a sorcerer, I would know!" Arthur says.
"No, you wouldn't Arthur. I never told you, and I'm good at hiding it." Merlin replies.
"He's not alone in keeping a secret Arthur. I stand with you Merlin." Morgana says. Liam smirks at the response he gets from the three of them.
"Now we have a challenge." Liam exclaims. His eyes glow gold and he sends two fireballs at Merlin and Morgana. They are barely able to doge them. With the display of magic around them, the whole council hide and watch in fright.
"Merlin! He can do non-verbal spells!" Morgana says.
"I know. We need to come up with a plan." he replies
"How about I distract him, and then you can sneak up behind him and take him out?" Morgana suggests.
"Good plan, but that's not going to work." Liam says. He then grabs Merlin and pulls him back. The knights in the room who like and know Merlin, pull out their swords and advance towards the two. Meanwhile, Merlin casts a non-verbal spell that hits Liam, making Liam let go of him so he can escape his grasp. He turns around and uses another spell to make Liam fly into the wall. Everyone thinks Liam is knocked out.
As he and Morgana walk back to the group, Arthur snaps out of his shock and says, "You traitors! Get out of my sight! No, I have a better idea. Guards! Take these three and lock them in the dungeon, but in different cells." While Arthur was saying this, no one noticed Liam get up or creep closer to Merlin.
"I have a better idea," Liam replies. "How about I take Emrys, the all powerful sorcerer destined to protect the Once and Future King and help him become the best king Albion has ever seen, and return magic to the land to the Isle of the Blessed? Yeah, I think I'll do that instead." Liam says to them. As Liam is talking, Merlin becomes frozen to the ground as everything was said to Arthur and the council.
"Emrys is who now? Do what? All powerful? What are you talking about?" Arthur says confused.
"There is a prophecy about Emrys and the Once and Future king. You should read it," Liam tells Arthur, as if he's talking to a child. "Now come along Emrys, we have much torture to get to, as well as other plans." Liam says as he grabs Merlin.
Morgana's P.O.V.
"Let him go!" Morgana yells at Liam, while trying to think of a spell that would stop him and save Merlin.
"Now why would I do something like that?" Liam asks her as he creates a portal to the Isle of the Blessed and steps through it dragging Merlin behind him.
"Merlin!" She yells. She runs to try and make it through the portal, but it closes just before she gets to it. She falls to the ground feeling like she's failed Merlin. As she regains control of her emotions, she stands up and turns around to see Arthur just standing there, doing nothing.
How could he just stand there? She thinks to herself. Feeling her anger rise up towards Arthur, she yells, "Your best friend has just been kidnapped and you let him be! How could you just stand there and do nothing? Now he's going to be tortured for protecting you!" I scream at him. He just looks at me and I see the anger rise in his eyes.
Arthur's P.O.V.
I can't believe it. Merlin and Morgana have magic. The only two people I trusted never told me. How could they not tell me? Don't they realize I'm not like my father? I know magic can be good, and I know they are good, I just don't understand how they could keep this from me. I think. I can't even comprehend my best friend being taken by Liam, because I'm so angry at those two for not telling me they had magic all this time. I look up and I see Morgana is walking toward me, anger in her eyes.
"Your best friend has just been kidnapped and you let him be! How could you just stand there and do nothing? Now he's going to be tortured for protecting you!" She screams at me. I feel my anger rise and break out and I just can't keep my thoughts in my head anymore.
"He didn't tell me he had magic? Neither did you? What kind of friends are you? How could you not tell me?" I yell at her.
"He was afraid you would kill him Arthur! Frankly, I still think you'll kill both of us now. How can I think differently? All you do is say that magic is bad, magic is evil, magic corrupts people, magic kills, or people who use magic are evil! How were we supposed to know that you weren't going to kill us? Every time we thought it was the right moment to tell you, you would view magic as evil again and tell that to everyone you could. So yes, Arthur, he never told you. When you first met he wouldn't have told you because you would have killed him on the spot if he did. He saw an execution just as he walked into Camelot! Then, under Uther's reign, when you became friends he didn't tell you because he didn't want you to chose between your father and him!" She rants to me angrily, trying to make me understand. I just stare at her in shock. Is this what they though? I understand before I became King, now I get after. Have I really never told them that I think magic can be good? Is all I can think.
Merlin's P.O.V.
The last thing that I hear of Camelot after Liam grabbing me, is Morgana screaming my name. When we land on the Isle of the Blessed, Liam lets me go, and I fall onto my knees at the sudden motion. I try to stand up, but before I could, I feel a punch to the back of my head. I hit the ground and the world fades to black.
When I come to, my arms were tied above my head and my legs are tied together, barely touching the ground. After hanging there for awhile trying to remember a spell to cut ropes so I can escape, I hear footsteps approaching. As they round the corner I see Liam with a device. I gasp as I recognize what it is and what it does.
"Time to have some fun." Liam says then smiles. He raises the object and I try to move away, but I can't. He raises his hand and he puts the object to my head.