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I don't own Merlin, sorry :(
It was a fairly ordinary day for Arthur Pendragon. His routine was fairly set, wake up, eat breakfast, get dressed, arrest Merlin for sorcery, the usual. Ok, so arresting Merlin was new. Not that it wasn't rare for Merlin to be accused of sorcery, he did hold the record for being accused of magic and being acquitted, but this time was different. This time Merlin had come right out and shown him. Arthur could still hear Merlin yelling at him to just hear him out, but he couldn't not then. He hadn't put Merlin in the dungeon because he was afraid of what Merlin would do to him. No, he knew somewhere deep down that Merlin would never do anything to hurt him. Arthur put Merlin in the dungeons to make sure he didn't do anything he'd regret. Now he was just sitting in his room, trying to figure out exactly what had happened this morning.
"Sire, we need to talk." Merlin was looking down, and Arthur could detect an enormous amount of fear in the boy. Arthur began to worry, Merlin was probably the most fearless person when it came to words, why would he start being scared of what he said to him now. And he called him sire. Merlin only called him sire if there was something wrong. So Arthur did the only thing he could think of, he made a joke.
"We've been through this Merlin. I decide when we need to talk."
"Not now. This is important. Arthur, I've been lying to you. Ever since the moment I came to Camelot I've lied to you. I never wanted to, but I had to if I wanted to stay alive. Arthur, just please hear me out, you have to understand."
"Merlin, what ever it is I'm sure it's nothing, it's not like you have magic or something like that. Stop over exaggerating like the little girl you... you..." He looked at Merlin, who had a small flame dancing in his hand, a brief flash of gold leaving his eyes, and a single tear rolling down his cheek.
"Guards!" Two guards rushed in and restrained Merlin, who didn't even put up a fight. Merlin shouted one thing as the guards dragged him out.
"Please, just listen!"
"Why? Why did you have to be a sorcerer Merlin? Of all thing you could have done, why did you go off and learn magic. How long have you been like this? You know magic is evil. Or do you? You always seemed touchy on the subject of magic. Was this why? Are you a druid Merlin, is that why you were so scared at that shrine? Why didn't you tell me Merlin, I could have helped you stop. I could have helped you. What should I do. Not that I'd ever tell anyone, but you're my best friend, I don't understand why you didn't just let me help you." He groaned, not noticing Gaius who had just walked in.
"Sire." He said, a little too sharply.
"Gaius did you know?"
"Yes."
"You were once a sorcerer, and you stopped, why didn't you help him stop?" Gaius sighed.
"Merlin is special, he's not like other sorcerers Arthur. He was born with magic, he could move things before he could talk. I fear if he were to stop using magic, if that were even possible, he would die." Gaius looked at the young man in front of him who was processing the information.
"But my father said that magic is evil, that it corrupts, doesn't that mean Merlin is evil?"
"I think that's a question you should ask Merlin, sire." He bowed, and left. He wasn't angry anymore, he understood that Arthur would need time to figure all of this out. He just hoped that it would be alright in the end.