A/N

So an overwhelming number of people loved the idea and wanted me to continue so here it is! Enjoy!

Arthur continued his princely duties during the day, but every night when the castle grew quiet and there was no one around who could hear him, Arthur would pull out the spell book he'd stolen and try and riddle through the strange language and practice his magic. No matter how long he worked at it though, Arthur made very little progress. As time passed and Arthur still gained little control of his magic outbursts he grew more and more frustrated and slept even less. His days started blurring together and he started to lose track of what he was doing.

One afternoon Arthur was going through some paperwork when the door to his chambers where violently flung open and Leon and Percival strode in, glaring daggers at the Prince. Arthur stood, slightly confused, and walked over to the pair asking,

"Is something wrong?" Leon glanced over at Percival and nodded slightly. Percival roughly grabbed Arthur and wrenched his arms behind his back.

"Arthur Pendragon you are under arrest for high treason."

"Treason?" Arthur shouted, stunned.

"You tried to use magic to kill the king sorcerer," Percival spat tying his hands. How did anyone find out? He hadn't used it to hurt anyone!

"Leon… please. You know me I would never hurt any-" Arthur began but Leon cut him off.

"You are sentenced to death by order of the king!"

"I didn't have a choice!" Arthur shouted as Percival dragged him out of his chambers. "I didn't chose magic… it chose me!" Leon continued to glare daggers at Arthur and snarled,

"You deserve this Arthur… you and your kind deserve to burn!" Arthur felt sick as he was dragged out into the courtyard towards the pyre. He was going to die. His own father was sentencing him to death for something he couldn't even control… he was burning, agony ripped through his body as the fire consumed him…

With a shout Arthur sat up, his magic flaring up. Arthur shouted as the camp fire roared to life startling the other knights awake. The knights where instantly on their feet, swords in their hands.

"Show yourself!" Leon shouted, glaring into the darkness as if the "sorcerer" would reveal himself. As his hearts pounding slowly, Arthur remembered with horror he was on a hunt with his men, what if someone realized he caused the flames to grow? None of the knights though spared a glance at Arthur; they were too busy trying to find whoever attacked them.

Worried, Merlin tried to see if he could find this other sorcerer, started when he felt a powerful magic presence near the camp. Merlin noticed Lancelot give him a significant look, asking if Merlin had done something. Merlin desperately shook his head, looking worried. That's when Merlin noticed the look on Arthur's face, fear. He was afraid, terrified actually. What confused Merlin though was why he looked afraid. They'd faced sorcerers before and Merlin had never seen the price look scared, in fact Merlin couldn't remember a time when he'd seen Arthur afraid.

"What should we do sire?" Leon asked, continuing to watch the forest wearily.

"Maybe we should search around the camp…" Percival suggested scanning the forest.

"No!" Arthur hurriedly said, surprising everyone. Arthur quickly composed himself and continued, "That could be the sorcerers plan… split us up…" Arthur couldn't bring himself to look at his men, the looks his men had given him in the nightmare all to vivid.

"I agree with princess," Gwaine commented.

"Sure you're not scared of the dark?" Elyan teased instantly breaking the tension.

"I am not scared!" Gwaine snapped, "I am a knight and knights are not scared of anything!"

"But you never agree with Arthur!" Lancelot pointed out.

Leon grinned and added, "Why else would you agree with Arthur unless you were scared to go out into the scary forest by yourself?"

"I'm not afraid of bunnies!" Gwaine exclaimed, desperately trying to draw the attention away from himself. Everyone expected Arthur to come back with some witty response when he didn't say anything the knights turned to look at Arthur who slowly stood up scrambling to come up with something to say.

"Arthur? Are you alright?" Leon asked concern evident on his face.

"Yes I just… didn't feel the need to respond to Gwaine's childish comment…" Arthur knew his answer was pathetic, he could tell the knights thought the same. Merlin carefully watched Arthur as he refused to look at any of his men, concern for his friend growing.

Sighing in defeat Gwaine loudly declared, "Alright, alright. I can't take it anymore! I can't bear the thought of going into those woods alone! The mere thought of it terrifies me!" The knights weakly laughed at Gwaine's declaration before slowly moving to different corners of the camp to stay up the rest of the night standing guard. Merlin quickly made his way over to Gwaine and whispered,

"Thank you." Gwaine shrugged slightly and looked over at Arthur saying,

"Just try and see what's wrong with Princess… whatever it is, it's really bothering him." Merlin nodded his head and reluctantly made his way over to Arthur who stared into the flames desperately trying to gain control of his emotions.

"Is everything alright Arthur?" Merlin asked, startling Arthur. He was saved from answering though by Leon's shout of,

"Freeze!" Before rushing into the forest, followed by the worried knights. Merlin anxiously followed the knights, feeling the sorcerers magic stirring, almost like whoever they were was preparing to cast a spell.

Arthur was terrified, an innocent man could be punished for what Arthur was doing, or maybe a sorcerer was trying to attack them, but Arthur's outburst stopped him. He could feel his magic reacting to Arthur's fear, stirring inside him begging to be used.

As they searched the surrounding forest and found no signs of anyone other than themselves, Arthur found himself relaxing. No one realized he'd done it, and no one would get hurt, eventually they would realize it was just an animal or something and decide to head back to the camp they'd hastily abandoned.

"Alright ladies this is turning into a wild goose chase, lets head back to camp before rabid bunnies attack us," Gwaine declared after about an hour of searching.

"Rabid bunnies?" Merlin asked raising an eyebrow.

Gwaine shrugged slightly and asked, "Bother you princess?" Gwaine and the knights grinned but Arthur ignored them and said,

"Let's get back to camp and try and get some rest." Lancelot grabbed Merlin's arm and hissed,

"What's wrong with Arthur?" Merlin shook his head once again, completely unsure as to what was bothering the prince so much. It just didn't make any sense.

After the incident in the forest Arthur couldn't relax, the nightmare left him shaken, all he could think about was his men finding out the truth and turning him in… Arthur shook his head and tried to focus on his work, growling in frustration when he realized it was pointless. All he could think about was his men's hatred for him, if Arthur was honest with himself, they were more than knights they were his friends. The thought of them hating him for something that was a part of him hurt more than Arthur wanted to admit.

Arthur knew Merlin was getting worried about him, but he couldn't think of what to say to the servant to convince him he was alright. Several times Merlin had walked in on him while he'd been practicing, and so far Arthur had managed to hide what he was doing before Merlin realized what he was doing. Arthur knew though that he couldn't keep up the charade forever.

Arthur found himself wondering what Merlin would think if he ever found out. Could he forgive Arthur's treason? He was always trying to convince Arthur that maybe magic wasn't all bad…What did it matter what Merlin thought though? It's not like Merlin could keep Arthur safe from Uther's wrath if he found out…

Arthur shouted in frustration and punched the wall, he felt his magic flare up in response and he let it out the tables shook and vases shattered to the ground. He knew someone would come to see what the noise was about but he couldn't get control of his magic. The door to his chambers banged open and Arthur turned to whoever had come in, realizing seconds to late that his eyes where still gold.

"Arthur!"

End Notes

I'm mean aren't I. Who do you think walked in? How will Arthur get out of this one? Be honest how many of you thought the dream at the beginning was real? Hope you enjoyed this! Part 3 will be out soon!