Arthur and Gwen stood before everyone else on the balcony.

"Hello, Camelot. Today, I have returned from the dead with two of my loyalist Knights. During my journey, I learned the true nature of the secret savior of Camelot. For many years now, we have been targeted by magic and because of that, most of us hate it. But, we have also been protected by magic. You all know this sorcerer. You pass him in the streets and you would know that he had enough magic to destroy Albion if he were in a bad mood. He helps everyone in Camelot. He knows everyone in Camelot. And you all know him as the lazy, charming manservant to the King of Camelot."

The audience gasped as they looked at each other.

How on earth could Merlin be so powerful?

It was true that everyone knew Merlin, he was always happy and smiley and when he was not, Arthur would somehow make him laugh.

Arthur smiled as he turned on the balcony and the audience as he dragged forward the boy they all knew.

He looked exactly the same but different at the same time.

He looked like a petrified noble.

And they clapped.

Merlin and Arthur stared at out everyone.

They did not notice the family Merlin stayed with vanished in a small white light,

They did not notice the proud smile on both Hunith and Gaius' face.

They did notice Gwen hold her stomach.

They did notice Gwaine take sip of his alcohol.

They did notice anyone.

They could not.

For they both felt that destiny was celebrating.

The End