'Oh God...my head...I feel funny...the sorcerer...MERLIN!?' I sit up immediately and realize that i am in my own room with Merlin looking at me slightly worried. "Merlin?"
"The sorcerer casted a spell on you, Arthur, using me." The regret in his voice, the hesitant look in his eyes, and the sound of his resigned tone only served to make me worry more.
"Merlin, if the sorcerer used you to cast the spell on me what is there to worry about?" I watch with curious eyes as Merlin gives me a heavy sigh and shakes his head. He looks up at me and then the fireplace, he lifts his hand and the fire roars to life but quickly calms to a normal fire. "Y-You have magic?"
"And now you do too." He hung his head low. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, Arthur. I've wanted to tell you, but I didn't want you to have to choose between duty and friendship. I've seen what it's done to you before and..."
"Get out."
"Arthur, you can't..."
"I'm the king, I can do whatever I damn well please! Get out!" I feel my blood boil and Merlin is suddenly thrown against the wall. 'I have his magic...I did that...This is Merlin's magic...I just slammed him into a wall...without any effort!' I quickly scrambled to my feet out of my bed and realize that was a bad idea. I fell to my knees from the dizziness that rushed into my head.
I hear movement which I can only assume is Merlin. I look up slowly and realize there is blood on my floor and dripping from Merlin's arm as he holds the back of his head. "Arthur...you need to calm down..."
'I just threw him against a wall without any effort and he's still trying to calm me down!? This is Merlin's magic and it took no effort at all to throw him that hard against the wall...how...how powerful is he?' "Merlin..." I try to move towards him and I quickly see his eyes glow a brilliant gold before he releases his hand from his head.
"It's fine. I'm healed now, but like I was trying to say...you have to keep your emotions in check. You have my magic now..."
"So I'm dangerous now?"
"If you don't learn how to control it...then I'm afraid so."
"What was that noise!?" Gaius came into the room and immediately took note of the blood surrounding Merlin. He knelt down next to him and examined his head wound. "At least you're getting better at healing magic. The wound is completely gone. Arthur, Merlin told me what happened."
"Yeah...some things are...a bit...foggy. How did I get here?" 'Gaius knew!?'
"I asked Kilgharrah to carry us to Camelot. He is the great dragon...I helped him escape...but when Balinor died his powers transfered to me because I'm his son. He has to do as I say, but he was happy to do this considering the predicament. He has also agreed to help hunt down the sorcerer."
"Merlin...I think I'm still in a state of shock...You have magic, I now have your magic, I threw you against the wall without any effort when I got angry, Gaius knows, and now you're telling me that you're the last dragon lord?"
"There is a lot to explain, I know. Just...as we get there we need to work on your emotions. My magic is very different from normal magic."
"Different how?" I furrow my brows and he gives another sigh.
"I...to some...at least...this is what I've been told by the dragon and the druids...I'm known as the most powerful warlock that has been or ever will be. A warlock is someone who is born with magic, but usually a warlock grows into their magic...I didn't. I was born doing magic. With my first cry I lit all the candles in the house...thats what my mother says anyway. Now you share that magic, and apparently the amount of power I hold as well." He smiled at me...He freaking smiled at me after I threw him against the wall.
Trying to calm my emotions I take in a deep breath before speaking again. "Merlin...I'm sorry...I'm sorry for throwing you against the wall...its just a lot to take in..."
"I know, and I'm sorry...do you accept that I have magic?"
"I honestly don't know yet, but I trust you to help me. It is your magic after all."
"Sire, I've told the knights you were ill but I haven't told them to not visit you. I didn't want to raise suspicion...They may want to visit..."
I crawled back into my bed and looked back up at Gaius who was helping Merlin to his feet. "It's fine, Gaius...However, I may have to have Merlin in the servant's chamber in case one of the guards comes in and I'm...I'm..."
"Using magic?" Merlin finished and I could only nod. "Is that alright Gaius?"
"It would be the best thing to do. I will have someone send Merlin's things up then." Gaius slightly bowed his head and left Merlin and I to talk.
Merlin cautiously walked over and sat on the bed next to me. "You seem to be calm about this."
"Calm? Merlin I threw you against a wall, I found out my best friend is a sorcerer and a powerful one at that...I don't think calm is a word I'd use. I'm trying to keep my emotions in check like you said."
"Best friend?" I looked up and noticed his ridiculous grin he always wore when something made him either joyful or filled with pride.
"Yes. We've known each other for years and you know me better than even Gwen. I take it Gaius has told her I'm ill too?"
"No...I told her in private what happened and she took it rather well."
"Of course she did...Probably better than me."
"No, about the same, but the more I talked to her the more she understood, and she thanked me."
This caught my interest. "Thanked you? For what?"
"It really was me that cured Gwen's father. I wasn't lying." I smacked him on the shoulder in irritation. "Ow...what the...?"
"Are you insane!" I shouted and the flames on the candles grew. "Wow..." I tried to calm down and looked at the now sinking flames and then back at Merlin. "Still, what were you thinking? My father would've sent you straight to the pyre."
"I didn't care. My friend was in trouble, and it was my fault." 'A sorcerer blaming himself for his own actions...'
"Yes, that's generally how I am." I look over completely shocked. I know he didn't actually say it, but it was like an echo in my head and the amused look on his face tells me he knows exactly what he's doing.
"Merlin?"
"Yes?" His smile grew wider and I couldn't help but be filled with an odd sense of pure joy and astonishment. "Arthur, Look." His voice was as if he was showing something wondrous to a child and so I looked around my room and it was like being surrounded by stars. The candles went out and there were millions of glowing lights surrounding us in the room. There was a mixture of blue, gold, and red. The gold illuminated the room the most.
"How am I doing this?"
"You're happy. Specifically, you are genuinely joyful." Merlin said some sort of incantation and the glowing lights slowly went away as the candle light returned.
There was a knock on the door which caught both of us by surprise. "Come in."
"Sire, Merlin's room is ready." Gaius said as he looked at us with a strangely proud grin on his face.
"Very well, go to bed Merlin. I'll call if I need you."
He smiled at me as he got up and waved at me as he left. "Merlin?"
"You're enjoying this too much." I could even hear him laughing.
"And? You know this is still going to take some getting used to. Why did you never tell me?"
"Did you SEE how you reacted? Besides that, I didn't want you to have to choose between your duties as a king or your loyalty as a friend. However, I never wanted you to find out like this. I'm sorry if you feel as if I betrayed you but I've only ever used my magic for good."
"You mean your out of control, emotional magic?"
"Yes, but I have a better hold on it because I learned to control it more and more as a child."
"Have you killed or hurt anyone with your magic?"
"Only if I needed to." His voice sounded so solemn. "Hey, I don't know what my magic will do to your dreams..."
"Only one way to find out. Good night Merlin."