"Your majesty, The Winchesters have come from the far west to visit you." A guard announced and Uther waved his hand to let them in. He was already made aware that they were here from word of mouth of a guard at the gate, so he gathered the council together to observe exactly who this noble house consists of.
Dean walks ahead of Sam and Cas and makes a quick bow and he gives a wide smile. "It's good to finally meet you, King Uther. I assume you know my name?" 'Wow...my speech is really altered, but it sounds awesome!'
"You are supposedly King Dean Winchester. This man would be your younger brother Samuel Winchester, and this man over here would be your servant, Castiel. Here, let me see the paper you have brought as proof."
"Of course, your majesty. Castiel, hand him the document."
Without a word, Castiel stepped forward and handed the document with his head bowed. He went back to his place once Uther took it from him. He watched gladly as Uther took it and passed it around to the council who passed it around to the knights and then it made it's way back to him. "You are indeed a small kingdom. A shame of what happened to your mother and father."
"Yes, a shame indeed." Dean added.
"Does your servant speak?"
"He does." Dean answered plainly.
"Castiel, how long have you been in service to King Dean?"
"I have been in service to him for five almost six years now, Sire. I know that witches burned his mother, and then later went after my master, but his father traded his life gladly...causing my master to be made King." Cas added the part about his mother and father to let Dean know what Uther thought happened to his parents.
"King Dean...do you trust your servant?"
"With my life, Sire. He has in fact saved my life on many an occasion. He has skills worthy of a knight, but alas, he is not nobility. However, I do consider him a great friend."
There was a knock at the door. "Father?"
"Let my son in."
Arthur strode in and stood by his father's side in a red cape, black shirt, black pants, and black shoes with his sword sheathed. A man followed quickly behind him keeping his own head up, and he looked at them curiously but still followed Arthur. "Who are these men, Father?"
"Arthur, hold your tongue."
"There's no need, your majesty..."
"You may call me Uther."
"I may, but I won't." A sense of pride welled up in Dean's chest, because those words were his own. "I am merely your guest...if you'll have us?"
"Of course...but you have neglected to inform me why you are here?"
"I had wished to forge an alliance with Camelot. You have resources we don't and we have the same."
"Oh? And what do you have that we don't?"
"Knowledge on those who use magic. We also have knowledge on how to defeat them and the spirits they call forth. We have many more accounts and information on such things and magical beasts. We offer our knowledge, our battle skills, our aid should you require. In return we would ask the same. Knowledge, tactic, and aid if we should need it but we realize how important your resources are so we will only call for aid if it's absolutely required."
"Very well spoken, brother." Sam piped up with a proud smile on his face. "Your majesty, I must confess for my brother. We have come here for an alliance yes that is true...but there is also a powerful sorceress working with a creature of darkness...a demon if you will...and they have been traveling across realms to acquire artifacts for a spell...what that spell is, we do not know, but we believe she will be coming to Camelot for the remainder of her ingredients. We wish to put a stop to her villainy if you'll let us."
"Anyone willing to aid in the fight against magic is a friend of Camelot. You have your alliance. The only thing left would be the formalities, but you have us if you should need us. You may also stay as long as you need."
"Father...may I ask who these people are?" Cas stepped forward calmly and handed him the paper without a word. He then took the paper gladly from Arthur when he noticed the look of realization on his face. "I greatly apologize for my behavior, King Dean..."
"Please, just call us by our names. Dean..." He pointed at himself. "Samuel..." He pointed his hand at Sam. "And my servant Castiel." On the outside he was a calm and collected king. On the inside he was as giddy as a damn school girl He was talking to Prince Arthur!
"Very well, Dean. I notice your brother does not have a servant."
"Castiel is our Servant. We both use his aid. However, we have been raised to take care of ourselves should the need arise, so we can do without, but Castiel is like family now, so we would rather not lose him."
"I can respect that. Still...Merlin!"
'Merlin? They know who he is?' Dean thought, but the thought was immediately squandered when a man stepped forward next to Arthur wearing the same outfit Cas was wearing. "Sire?" If Cas hadn't placed the spell on him, his eyes would've been blown wide and he would've staggered back in shock. 'This guy is Merlin!?'
"You will assist King Dean and Prince Samuel with whatever it is they need. You will work for me during the day and them in the afternoon and through the night. You will speak with Castiel about their needs."
"Of course, Sire." Merlin nodded his head in compliance, but even Dean could tell the young man was agitated.
"We will not task you with too much, Merlin. Do not worry." Dean stated with a small smile.
Merlin's grin grew despite an attempt to hide it. "Thank you, Sire. That is kind of you."
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Later that afternoon Merlin had accompanied Dean, Sam, and Cas to their room and helped put their stuff down. He found himself relieved that true to King Dean's word, they hadn't given him much to carry at all, mainly because they didn't bring much, but they mostly carried it themselves. "Is this all you brought?" He asked.
"Unfortunately, Merlin...it is." Sam answered honestly. "Hey...Cas...can we...?"
"Merlin, do you mind closing the door for us? We wish to speak with you." Castiel gave him a sympathetic look as Merlin gave a confused one.
He closed the door and turned around to face them. "Alright...what do you need?" He asked.
"Sam...stand. in front of the door." Dean told his little brother and once he did as he was asked, he walked up to Merlin and placed a hand on his shoulder. "We know."
"I'm sorry..." He shook his head, more confused than ever. "...I don't quite understand."
Cas stepped forward, and Dean backed away. "Merlin...we know you have magic."
Merlin instantly started for the door, but Sam was there and he fell to his knees. "W-What are you...what are you gonna do w-with m-me?"
Dean decided to play with that question for a little bit as a smile grew on his face. "Well...we could burn you, execute you, hang you, or even reveal who and what you really are to your master..." With every suggestion he made, Merlin gave a flinch and a look of terror kept increasing in his eyes. "...but considering you haven't done anything wrong, there's no reason to punish you at all."
Merlin stood up as quickly as he could and backed up against the wall next to Sam. "Y-You know I have magic...your nobles...and you hunt those who use it...and you're letting me live?"
"Yes. You see...we're not from here, and by that I mean we aren't from this time." Dean stated and that gained a curious reaction from Merlin. "We are from the future. A couple thousand years in the future, actually."
"Y-You can't be serious."
"Cas...can you take the spell off for a short time, please?"
Merlin watched with bated breath and a thumping heart as Cas lifted up his hands at Sam and Dean and his eyes glowed a bright blue only similar to a comet in the sky. "There...the spell should be off now, but I will have to place it back on whenever we are out of this room."
"Thanks, Cas." Dean stated and he looked back to Merlin who's gaze was fixed on Cas'.
"Y-You have magic?"
"Um...not necessary." Dean answered. "He's an angel. One of God's warriors. He is a celestial being." Dean tried his best to explain it to Merlin and hoped that he understood, but the reaction that came from Merlin was better than that.
Merlin stared at Cas in complete awe. Then he started stuttering. After a while he finally gained his composure and swallowed a lump in his throat. "Y-Your a...I really think we should go see Gaius...or you know what...I'll go get him." Sam moved from the door, because he could tell that's exactly what Merlin was going to do.
Once he returned Gaius entered the room and looked at the three with curious expressions. "Merlin, will you please tell me what this about?" Gaius asked impatiently as he closed the door.
"They are not who they say they are...and they know I have magic."
"They what!?" Gaius shouted and looked at Dean for answers.
"He's telling the truth." Dean answered. "And we also have a major secret of our own, so you don't have to worry about us."
"What secret would that be? I am his guardian, and since you know a secret about him that can literally cost him his life I have a right to know."
"I am what people call in your time...a celestial being." Cas answered. "I am an angel of the lord. I am one of God's warriors. However, I truly am loyal to Sam and Dean. They truly are my friends. To your king...he would say I have magic and to some extent I suppose that is true. I casted a spell on the document containing our crest so that the rest of the nobles would believe our facade."
"You can't really expect me to believe all of this."
"You're right but we can show you." Dean took out one of his knives and cut a long deep cut into his arm and motioned for Cas to come closer. "Do ya mind?"
"Not at all, Dean." Cas placed his hand on the wound and Gaius' eyes went wide as he watched Cas' eyes glow with power. Once Cas was finished he pulled away and Dean was healed.
"There...you see, he..."
"He's a celestial being. A true celestial being." Gaius stated with an astounded expression and he wondered what a celestial being would want with Merlin, but he found he couldn't speak to ask, not because he was unable to find the right question, but because he was at a loss as to what to say to the celestial being in the room. The questions he had that didn't just include Merlin were just too numerous to pick just one.
"And we're from the far future." Sam added as he stepped away from the door. "When we're from...Merlin and Arthur are quite the legend." He told Gaius, who's eyes only widened at their words. His ward, the one he thought of like a son would be legendary, and he almost couldn't believe it, but the power he saw in Castiel's eyes left no doubt in his mind that they were telling the truth to the best of their ability. Sensing the astounded look, Sam decided to continue. "Most of them include Merlin's magic and guidance that assisted with Arthur becoming King and even after that."
"I...he...we...what!?" Merlin held a hand to his head and held a wide smile on his face. "That means...that one day he'll know who I really am!"
"Yes...and you two remain loyal to each other, and literally have a friendship that's legendary."
"Yes...all this is true, but we have not come here to merely tell you of the future...we need your help and we need to protect you."
"Why would the three of you want to protect Merlin if you know what could happen if he's discovered?" He asked as he seemed to find the right question for the moment.
"Well for one, we like him, and I have read almost every book about Arthurian legend...and we know a lot about magic. We've even worked with a witch before. So..."
"All in all we want Merlin to stay Merlin for as long as he can. Someone in our time..." Castiel stopped himself. He sensed that this may be a lot for Merlin to take in, but he had to say it so they understood the dire need for his assistance. "...In our time...you still live, Merlin. You still walk the earth. You're immortal...and someone is creating a spell in our time to try and summon you and control your magic. We want to keep the legend alive and we certainly do not want anyone taking control of you and your magic, not because it's dangerous and has extreme potential but, because taking control of someone without their consent is wrong and no one should be put through that."
"I...I'm immortal?" Merlin holds a hand to his chest as his breathing became ragged.
"Yes...but there are still some things that can kill you. You just won't die of old age, that's all."
"Oh, good to know thanks!" Merlin flung his hands up in the air. He took a second to take in everything that was said and done, and he found that he couldn't be angry at the three of them, and the fact that he was actually more pleased and amazed than anything. "Alright...the three of you are from the future...you know I'm magic, you know about things that haven't happened yet, and you need my help as well as to protect me...but from what exactly?"
"Well you know what the goal is in our time...she is working with a creature of darkness we call a demon. They have come to this time to gather the rest of their ingredients to cast their spell...this kind of spell has never been done on someone like you. However, as a celestial being, I can tell if a spell has potential to work...and this one does."
"Alright, well...I don't like the idea of being controlled. So, of course I'll help you, and if what you say is true...that I'm immortal...if I am alive in your time then I will help you then too." He looked at Dean when he said this and Dean caught on.
"Why me?" Dean asked.
"Because...you remind a lot of Arthur. It's almost as if..." He trailed off as he looked at Castiel and then returned his gaze to Dean once more.
"Almost as if what?"
"Nothing...I'm sure it's nonsense. You just remind a lot of Arthur that's all. So, where do we start?"
"Unfortunately we have to wait to see what happens to know where to start and then we'll know where to end."
"That makes sense. Well...Do you need me for anything right now?"
"No, we can take care of ourselves. Thank you, Merlin. It was very nice to meet you." Dean said honestly a she grabbed Merlin's arm.
Merlin took and it and smiled. "Same to you. Just let me know when you need me. Arthur gave you me from afternoon into the evening."
"Will do. Have a nice day, Merlin."