DISCLAIMER I DON'T OWN MERLIN
The roar was like nothing Arthur had ever heard before. It was not human, primal, it reminded Arthur of a beast he had faced not too long ago… but he shook off that memory dismissing it to the corner of his mind. The other knights were shifting nervously, eyeing the figure warily and the king couldn't blame them. The sound seemed to go for an age until it finally stopped then the figure proceeded to stand stock still and just stare at the sky. There was silence for such a long time that Arthur was about to go and ask this mysterious person (or whatever it was seeing as that roar was most defiantly not human) what the hell he was doing sneaking out of Camelot and roaring like a complete mad man when a loud sound filled the night. It was a sound that would haunt the entirety of Camelot. It was the sound of heavy, huge wings. Fear filled his body. No it was impossible. Arthur looked back taking in the fear filled faces of the knights, even the ones who had not been there that day had been told about it enough to know what that sound meant.
Dragon.
A/N TEMPTING BUT I WON'T STOP THERE CAUSE I OWE YOU GUYS
Before Arthur could even reach for his sword the great beast landed in front of the figure. 'The great beast that supposed to be dead' He thought 'I'm going to have serious chat to Merlin about noticing things when I get back to the castle' Even though the king and the knights were well hidden it didn't stop them from flinching away from it. Then the most extraordinary thing happened. The dragon, a destructive untameable force of nature and magic, stooped down low and bowed to the figure. Arthur felt his mouth fall open as he stared at the scene in front of him. And all his brain could muster was 'huh'.
BOOM! THERE YA GO! BEFORE I PEACE THANK YOU SO MUCH FO ALL THE SUPPORT AND FOLLOWS IT MEANS A LOT. ;)
