Yeah, I'm late, sorry…
And this is so short, sorry… next one is longer ;)
And I'm going to leave Spanish soon so there is going to be break also.
My so wonderful idea to end this in this month fell because I wasn't satisfied what I was wrote (and I have been busy). But in the next month, I think so (I really really hope so).
There is answer of one question in this chapter (hope you like it).
And like always, reviews are welcome ( I want you to REVIEW) lol
The first time he saw Merlin move a finger on his right hand Arthur smiled.
"So, it's really working." He grinned with relief.
"Yeah, but it's been a really tiring process." Merlin answered with a sigh as he leaned back against the wall. They sat together on the west rampart where there were no guards on duty, allowing them to sit in peace.
"Only problem now is your eyes." Arthur commented hesitantly, preparing himself to ask the question that had been bothering him. "Why haven't you used your magic to heal yourself?"
"Because we don't know why I'm blind." Merlin explained. "If I go messing around and use my magic without knowing what's really wrong with my head, then there's no telling what could happen. I'm not that good at healing, and there's more to it than just knowing a spell. You have to know a lot about the human body before you can be a proper healer."
"So, if we find and send for someone who can…"
"In Camelot?"
"Well…we could go somewhere." Arthur tried.
"WE?" Merlin choked. "I, yes. You, no! You're not even supposed to know that I'm a warlock." he protested firmly. "Not to mention, that if you're with me nobody in their right mind would reveal themselves as a magical healer."
"So, does this mean that you plan to go?"
Merlin closed his eyes with a sigh. "Maybe, but I haven't decided. I still have my magic."
"But you just said…" Arthur started before being interrupted. "I haven't told you yet, but I've discovered that my magic can help me see Arthur."
"What? How is that possible?"
"Well, it was really hard at first, but when I concentrate hard enough I can sense everything around me. It's like I can see, but not see."
"That's a crappy description." Arthur scoffed.
"You know how it is. I'm not just a regular sorcerer." Merlin said smugly.
Arthur snorted and shook his head "Says you Merlin."
Merlin grinned. "Anyway, if you want to know what magic is, you have to think about the very essence of nature. How it surrounds all of us, even those who are not gifted-like you Arthur. If you can feel your surroundings, then you know how magic works. You have to feel the magic that is all around us." Merlin explained passionately. "The essence of magic-how can I explain this in a way that you could really understand? I guess it's just like the way you control your sword. You can use that weapon to kill or defend, and the same goes for how a regular sorcerer can use magic. Healers, druids and many others, they can feel the magic that surrounds them and can learn to harness it using spells. It takes lots of training just like you and your knights, so in many ways for them it's just like a sword."
"But not for you?" Arthur asked, absorbing the words his friend was saying.
"I can feel the magic inside of me. That is why I'm different. I can use and master it far easier than the others. I have come to find that there are a lot of things that I can do without using spells. Magic is a part of me, and because of this I can see. My magic has now become my eyes." Merlin's smile widened briefly. "In many ways I'm more of a magical being than…human." He added. For a moment the warlock's smile slid off his face and he looked troubled. "And many times I have wondered if I was some kind of monster."
The younger man looked tired and distressed Arthur noted as he stood. Reaching out, the Prince tugged Merlin up and placed his hands on his friend's shoulders. "Merlin, you may be different, but you are in no way a monster. You need to know that, because you're my friend. Now, I can't say that I understand everything that you say about magic, but I know you Merlin, and most of all I trust you. I believe what you've told me about what you do with magic."
"Arthur. You must understand that there is a lot that I haven't told you yet." Merlin said quietly, his blue eyes wandered around desperately trying to really see Arthur. The Prince raised his hands to Merlin's face and instantly the eyes stopped moving and were staring straight at him.
"Whatever you've done, I'm sure there are good reasons behind the choices you've made. I trust you Merlin, with my life."
"Thank you Arthur, and I promise to tell you everything from now on. My life is yours." Merlin swore as he bowed. Arthur stepped back, and then they were both smiling.
"It's getting late" Arthur stated, looking out at the darkening sky.
"Yes, and Gaius will kill me if I don't rest like I promised him."
"Come on then." Arthur grinned clapping his friend on the back. "Let's get you back."
