I don't know why but I always seem relieved when I finish writing a story but sad when I post the last chapter on here.

This story was a long time coming when I finally wrote it. I had the idea for this story in July of 2014. God how time flies.

Anyway I hope that you have enjoyed this story.

This chapter may not be to people's liking but hopefully you will understand what I tried to do. I liked it when I wrote it. It is sort of from the Writers POV which I have put through out the story really.

I am taking a small break from most social media so my next Merlin fic, Prisoner, will be up on 10th May when I get back. I have written all the chapters so I will be able to get it out to you quickly. So please stay tuned.

On with the last Chapter of The Real King and the Eorðdracas.

The Dynasty of The Eorðdracas

Well here we are really. What more can I really say. Magic is legal. Merlin Eorðdraca is on the throne of Camelot with Morgana as his Queen. Mordred managed to redeem himself. Arthur is less of an idiot. Lancelot and Gwaine are knights and in Merlin's inner circle. Hunith lived a long life.

I am really struggling.

So really, that is it. End of story.

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You want a little more, don't you?

Thought so.

Okay so on with the Dynasty of the Eorðdracas.

Merlin and Morgana carried on their reign as they sort of started it. They were particularly popular with the people. They ruled fairly. If the stresses of court got to them, then they would dress in peasant clothing and spend a few days with the druids, honing their magical skills. They argued but never fell out of love. They were as stubborn as each other, they were bound to argue.

They had both become worried that their reign would be followed by Arthur's line when they seemed to be struggling to conceive. But then they believed that if the triple goddess wanted them to have children, she would allow it at the right time.

Merlin smiled with glee when he held his first-born son in his arms. He gentle bounced him around the room while Morgana started to recover from his birth.

Accalon turned out to be a very mischievous young boy and sometimes Merlin would applaud his son by the different way he found Arthur. The best one was when he found Arthur stuck to the celling of the throne room. As he grew up he matured into a very honourable young man that would make any father proud of. He would go on and make a very fine king and carried on the fair and just reign of his father and mother.

Their second son, Owain, was much more reserved. He spend his younger days in the library, his head in a book. The thing was, he was a good fighter. He fought intelligently and knew every weakness of his opponent within the first few moves. He was eventually awarded Arthur's title of the greatest warrior in the land. It wasn't a title he wanted, but he got it anyway.

Merlin and Morgana reigned until they were in their late fifties. Merlin knew that they would have to give the kingdom over to their sons at one point but he wanted them to be ready, unlike he was. He would always remind himself that they grew up knowing the roles that they would take on, unlike him. It wasn't going to be a surprise to them when they were 18, like him.

I have already mentioned Arthur briefly but his life was as good as Merlin's.

He did eventually marry Gwen. Merlin raised her status so that she was a member of the council before he did. The other kingdoms looked down on the fact that the second in line was going to marry a peasant. To be honest, I don't believe it, I think that the council was still trying to put them off the idea. It didn't work.

Gwen gave Arthur three children, two girls and one boy. She felt guilty about telling Morgana the news because she knew how desperate her friend wanted a child. Morgana took the news lightly in front of her but she heard her sob to Merlin later that it was unfair that they had tired for so long without any luck.

Caelia was born first. She quickly followed in her mother footsteps with her kindness and strength of character. She was known to be mistaken for her mother when she had grown up. She found her duties at court tedious and … well seemed to expect more from life than what she got. I suppose if she was born in a later time, she would have been an explorer and travelled the globe. The furthest she got was Powys.

Loholt was next. He lacked the confidence that both Arthur and Gwen had and it took a lot to get him out of his shell. He was very wary of people and outspoken when he didn't like something. The looks on their faces when he would repeat something that they had said in private was classic. He never really gain the self-confidence that everyone would expect a Pendragon to have.

Elaine was the youngest. A bright girl but one for the boys as well. She gave Arthur more scares than the poor man could take, kissing a new man every month. Arthur did spoil her when she was younger but he never had hoped to be repaid in that way. It became so bad it was embarrassing even to Merlin. What came of the young girl was never recorded.

And now we jump ahead a bit to the 900s. 927 to be exact.

England is becoming united under Æthelstan, and before you ask, no he is not an Eorðdraca. It was the end of the line really. Magic was being drained from the land. The crystal cave had been lost years beforehand and the dragons had died out.

It might seem fitting that there was an Eorðdraca on the throne when England became one. It came in the form of his wife, Hilda. She could trace her family back to Camelot and Merlin, her father telling her stories that his father told him and his father told him and … well I think you get the picture don't you.

But as you may remember, women born to the dragonlord's are born barren. I think that might be why history has forgotten her. She couldn't give the first King of a united England what he needed. Maybe they didn't mind not having children. Maybe they thought it would happen if it was meant to be.

The kingdom was transferred to Edmund I, Æthelstan's half brother, on his death. It was the end of the Eorðdracan line.

And so England became the kingdom it is known as today and the story of the Eorðdracas was loss to history, until now. A family broken by treason. They had been through so many hardships but maybe that's what made them stronger.

Magic was never going to last but it wasn't meant to end with Ygraine's death. It just sped up how quickly it left the earth. There was only so little Emrys could have done at that point in time. I suppose really we have out own kind of magic now, we just call it science. If you catch my drift.

I know that the stories speak of Arthur and not Merlin, or they speak of Merlin as only an advisor to him. But then again, Merlin wouldn't have minded. Sometimes he did wish it was easier if they had run away with the druids when Morgana found out her magic. Merlin was sure that Arthur would have worked it out eventually. Merlin wouldn't have minded how the stoires were worded, whether it was praising him or Arthur or some other person, made up or real, he was glad to live the life he did. And I suppose that is all what matters, doesn't it?