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Disclaimer: I own many things; unfortunately BBCs Merlin is not one of them. However If I did: Uther would be long dead, as would Lancelot, Freya would be alive, cured and with Merlin, Arthur would be king and with Gwen, Gwen's father would be alive and Mordred would be dead. Magic would be returned to Camelot and Morgana would not be evil.
Chapter 7
"It is time, My Lord"
Merlin turned to see Vyorn, come to take him to have armour fitted. Merlin was dreading it, probably because it marked the start of his training. With the prince, who hated him. Wonderful.
Merlin followed his manservant out of the castle and through the town. As they walked into a house Merlin recognised the woman, it was the maid of the lady he had accidentally walked in on the day before.
"This is Guinevere; she'll be fitting your armour for you." Said Vyorn
I smiled nervously "Hello Guinevere,"
"Please," she said kindly "Call me Gwen."
"I'm Merlin" He said to her
"Okay Merlin," said Guinevere as she picked up a tape measure "I'll need your measurements and then your new armour will be delivered to you later today"
"Okay..." Merlin really had been wishing it would take longer, that way training with the prat could have been postponed.
As he walked out of the room, Vyorn having gone on ahead, he wondered about tomorrow, at the moment it looked bleak.
Merlin...
Merlin lay in bed that night, trying to sleep, though something was calling him through the stones of Camelot. It was waiting for him.
MERLIN!
Merlin sat up sharply in the bed. He was immediately awake, and he was going to find out what was calling to him. Following the voice led him to a part of the castle he had never been in before. He got past the guards and found himself on a ledge, before a mound under the castle. He stood for a moment, feeling slightly foolish, with the torch in his hand, before speaking tentatively.
"Hello?"
There was a rushing of wings and then a golden dragon appeared and settled itself on the mound before him. Merlin could only stare yet the dragon began to speak.
"Ah, the young warlock prince,"
"How do you know what I am?"
Merlin was suspicious, how could this dragon know about him
"I know many things."
Great, thought Merlin, a dragon that doesn't give a straight answer,
"Why are you down here?
"That was your fathers doing; he imprisoned me here when he purged the land of magic."
"Oh..."
The dragon observed him a moment before saying
"How small you are...for such a great destiny,"
Merlin was confused, destiny?
"Why? What d'you mean?"
The dragon made a loud roaring noise, Merlin then realised that the creature was laughing at him.
He frowned
"What destiny?" He asked, trying to get an answer out of a dragon was a nightmare, he thought to himself.
"Your 'gift' Merlin, was given to you for a reason."
Merlin was astounded, he had always wondered, yet no-one could tell him, except this dragon perhaps. He felt happy; he had always wanted to know.
"So there is a reason!" He exclaimed
(I think we all know what the dragon tells Merlin, so I'll skip it to keep from sounding tedious, S)
When Merlin awoke the next morning, it was with a sick sense of dread, he was going to hate today, and he knew it, especially after the information given to him by the dragon last night.
Merlin sighed and decided he may as well get it over with; he got up from the bed. Vyorn entered, carrying what looked like his new armour.
"Good morning, My Lord." He spoke, putting down both the chain mail, and Merlin's breakfast.
Merlin smiled weakly back "Is it?"
The young lad didn't answer yet walked over to the bed to make it. Merlin dropped heavily into the chair and stared at his breakfast, not even contemplating eating it, until his manservant came up to him.
"You might want to eat something My Lord, to get your strength up for your training today."
"Hm," replied Merlin
Merlin looked at himself in the mirror. He thought he looked ridiculous, he was now wearing chain-mail and armour, his sword was at his waist. The colours he wore were blue and silver, which were the colours of Ygrad. He sighed and walked from the room, towards the training grounds, anyone who had seen him might have said he might have been going to the gallows. Merlin truly felt as if he was. He could see a lone figure on the grounds when he reached it, Arthur. Merlin was nervous now, wondering just what the prince's reaction might be, and he didn't even know they were brothers. As Merlin stopped behind him, Arthur turned around.
"You!?" He exclaimed
AN: sorry for the shortness but I hadn't updated in 10 days so I wanted to give you guys something. Next chapter will be longer, promise.
Am really really sorry
Saymorian
