Hey there folks! We are nearing the end of this tale. Things will pick up fast now, so please just sit back and enjoy! (I own nothing)


The library had one lone occupant. You would not think much of the person sitting on the windowsill until you got a better look at him. His clothes had rich color to them, clearly finely made. The shirt on the man there was a deep blue color with no sleeves letting the lean yet not muscular arms become visible. The arms where connected to slender hands, on of which turned the page of the book the man was reading. His eyes were of a shocking blue color that had a hint of mischief behind them, like he was in on a joke no one else was. His black hair was cut short and was messy; it stood out against his pale alabaster skin. He had a slight up turn to his mouth; clearly meaning he was enjoying himself.

"Merlin." Came a voice from the door. Mab herself had not changed much, yet the man in the window looked over at her. Yes, Merlin had been here for nearly two years now, in accordance to the time that flowed there. His constant training had done him good, now the maids of the castle found it hard to just talk in whispers about him. His grace, poise and even frame resembled a Prince of the Woodland Elves.

However Merlin choose to ignore these comments. He was far more interested in learning magic any way. "Come Merlin, we should share our last meal." Mab said motioning to him. "You head home tomorrow." Merlin stood from his spot and followed her out the door. He would need to figure out what he would do about his appearance when he left. It would be extremely difficult to explain why he had left a stumbling gangly servant and returned looking more like an elf than anything. He picked up his staff on his way out. Really that dwarf trainer of his was now just randomly attacking him from time to time, he swore the dwarf would be the death of him one day.


The meal had gone over fairly quietly, Merlin excused himself in order to go back to the library. Mab had nodded with a smile that had been looking less and less kind over the past few weeks. Had he done something to anger her? Merlin merely shrugged it off and picked up a random book. Really in his time here he found he had lots of free time to do whatever and so had read nearly all the books already.

He opened it to a random tale and blinked. The image there was of two dragons, one Black and one Gold. He read the tale now interested. How could he have missed this one?

The Black Dragon of Power is just that, a being who lusts for power and will stop at nothing to gain it. Her loyalty is to herself only, not even her brother; the Dragon of Gold can sway her.

The Golden Dragon of Honor, a noble being he is. His loyalty undying once it is obtained. Slow to anger, yet be forewarned if you anger him, his rage will only quell when the score is long gone and dead.

A word of warning for these Twins of might, though you may be able to refuse fate and defy death, The battle between you two will be great. You will loose yourselves if you so fight.

Merlin blinked lightly. That was an odd tale. He looked at the title of it and his face turned whiter than normal. The Twin Dragons. He shot up from his seat and turned to the door. Mab was standing there and looking at the book in his hand. "Why didn't you tell me?!" He nearly roared at her.

"I wanted to escape that fate." She said walking over to him slowly. "We will end up killing each other if we fight. Join me though, and you can have everything you ever wanted. You can have Freya back Merlin…" She reached a hand out to him. "It would not take much, just for you to join me in destroying Camelot."

"Never!" Merlin said quickly, nothing was worth destroying Camelot, not even Freya.

"Merlin, don't be a fool." Mab said her voice turning cold. "I will destroy Camelot with or without you! Arthur will be just like his father! You will never have the freedom you do now to practice Magic! Besides, you have yet to awaken, you are no match for me!"

"I won't do it!" He shouted starting to get angry. "You don't know Arthur, he will be a great King! He will be just! I will never join you!"

"If you will not swear your loyalty to me, then I have no choice!" She snapped. Thick cords sprang from her hand and tied him up. "You will remain here in the dungeons until I come back!" She waved her hand and Merlin was soon in a dark place.


Sorry it is short guys, but after writing what is this chapter I decided to split it into two chapters. R&R!