Sorry this wasn't updated yesterday. I was going to but then I had to go to work and then I was too tired after work to update. So that is why I am updating today.

But not to fear, I am planning on updating tomorrow.

Enjoy

The Magical Shift

It had been weeks since Hunith saw Balinor but she still felt saddened by his visit. He had aged well but the stupid man still couldn't see that Merlin was his son. She didn't want a proper goodbye. She wanted him back in her life.

She had no idea where he had got the idea that she had moved on. She had no intention of moving on. He was the one to take her heart with him as she escaped Uther's clutches again. There were so many times that she wished that he would come back into her life. All the looks she got as she struggled on with life while she was pregnant. The sniggers she got when she would call Merlin in for dinner. The backlash he got for not having a father.

It may have been a short romance but Merlin wasn't a bastard child as they all thought. Hunith had married Balinor. They had gone through everything in the correct manner.

She went to stand up but sat down again as the ground shook. She had no idea what was happening but something was changing.

Balinor patted down the earth before sitting down in front of it.

"There you go Ma. Say hello to them for me."

He piled up a few rock to mark the place where Cwen Eorðdraca, the rightful Queen of Camelot, final resting place was. It filled him with sadness. He was the last known Eorðdraca. He tried to understand why everything went so wrong but he knew it was something not to be questioned. The Triple Goddess had a plan for them. If things could sort themselves out then they would when they were allowed to.

Balinor looked back one last time as he left his mother. Maybe he would return to see her grave when he had taken the throne, if he ever did. He only had one place to go, back to the cave.

He had managed to catch some rabbits on the way back and was skinning them when the ground shook and there was a shift in the magic that surrounded the place.

Balinor put down his knife and went to the mouth of the cave. Something had changed. Maybe this was telling him that he would return to Camelot.

He had no idea how it was going to happen but he knew he had to be ready.

Mordred hadn't looked back since he started to run. He knew that Alvarr wouldn't be alive any more and knew that he would have to be the one to carry out the dream he wanted. Uther would die and magic would return to the land. It was only a matter of time.

He had no idea how Merlin could be so deluded. There was no way he was ever going to become king. He wasn't strong enough to even stand up to Uther and tell him who he was. If Mordred was in his shoes, he would have done it as soon as he found out. How many people had to die before Merlin would make his move?

He nearly fell over as the ground shook and his magic … his magic felt weird. He had no idea why but it seemed more powerful. Mordred smiled. This was it. This is what he needed to complete his task. If his magic was stronger then he might be able to defeat Merlin next time they met.

Only time will tell what the shift was for.

Merlin walked up the hill and smiled widely when he saw Morgana.

"You made it."

She turned to him and ran into his arms. Due to the momentum, Merlin spun her around. He placed her down before kissing her.

"I hoped you got my message." He said, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"I did. It wasn't easy to get out the castle because Uther has upped the security over me but I managed."

"I'm glad."

Morgana tilted her head. "What are you glad of?"

"I'm glad that you never took Morgause's offer. Goddess knows where you would have been now."

She grabbed his hand and led him to the blanket she had laid out.

"You will get it. It just takes time."

"Can we take a break?" Morgana asked.

Merlin nodded and lied down. She placed her head on his chest and he put his arm around her shoulders.

"Uther has started to talk to me about wedding plans."

"Oh … Okay." Merlin said, shocked.

"That was my reaction."

"Anything … Anything confirmed yet?"

"No but I want you." She picked herself up to look at him. "I love you."

Merlin rose up to lean on his elbows and kissed her. "I love and want you too."

She nuzzled him and went into for another kiss went the ground shook.

"Does your magic …" He started.

"Oh yes, it feels …"

"Different."

"What do you think it means?" Morgana asked.

"It could mean that the Eorðdracas might rule Camelot again."

Uther placed his head in his hands after the ground shook. It couldn't be happening, not again. Everything that the moment felt exactly like the night Ygraine died.

Something big was on its way and he knew that it was going to be the fight for the throne he stole. He was sure he would be seeing Balinor again, if he was still alive, or Arthur's manservant would proclaim that he knew who he was. Uther didn't know which one was better.

He could feel that all his hairs were on end and he hoped this feel would go away soon. It was horrible and he didn't want to think of what he had done.

Gaius wouldn't be surprised of anything happening now. The shift in his magic confirmed his suspicion that a big change was on its way. Maybe they were going into another age of the Eorðdracas.

He wouldn't lie when he said that he would look forward to seeing Balinor again. The youngest Eorðdraca had always been a pleasure to talk to, a very well informed boy. You could talk to him about matters that surpassed his age with ease.

Whether it was that or not, Gaius couldn't wait to find out.