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Heres the next installment!

"What?" Merlin was scared, if the boy told anyone, Merlin was toast. "Don't worry. I will not tell. I am one as well."

"You're also a magician?" He stepped forward and lowered his voice. "Yes. I sensed that there was a sorcerer in Camelot, I had to find you." He replied. "What's your name?" Merlin asked. "Loki. And you are Emrys." "Please, it's Merlin." The boy nodded and stood up and walked over to the other sorcerer.

This, Loki, was kinda scaring Merlin. He kept his distance, wary expression in his blue eyes.

There was wisdom in Loki's piercing eyes, making him appear a hundred years old.

"Where do you come from?" Merlin questioned. "Asgard." "Asgard? I have never heard of that place before. Is it far away?" "Yes. Several days journey." Loki responded. "Did you travel alone? It's a dangerous time to be by yourself in the woods, and for so long." Loki smiled and returned to the bed. "I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself." Loki used words that far exceeded his age. He seemed very mischievous, and very untrustworthy.

"Why are you here?" Merlin pestered. "You ask so many questions." Loki tutted, averting the questioned. "Sorry, its just not everyday you meet another sorcerer in your room in the middle of the night!" Merlin nearly shouted. "Keep your voice down. No one can know I'm here." Loki hissed through his teeth. "My father doesn't even know of my leaving." "No one knows where you are? Won't they come looking for you?" Merlin wondered. "Probably not. I do this often." "You leave home for long periods of time and they don't care? What kind of parents do you have?" "My father is a very busy man. You know, being king and all." Loki grinned.

"You. A prince." Merlin gaped, dumbfounded. "Yes. That's also why no one can know I'm here."

"And you want shelter. Fine. But I get the bed, that's mine. You get the floor." "I guess that's fair." Loki walked over to a corner, muttered something, a sleeping bag appeared, and climbed in. Merlin slowly shook his head. That recklessness is going to get us both in trouble. He got into his own bed, and fell asleep instantly.

"Merlin…" A familiar voice echoed around his room. Merlin's eyes flew open. He knew that call. The dragon. He glanced in the corner, Loki was still soundly sleeping.

He crept out of the dwelling, through the castle, into the dungeons, past the guards, and into the tunnel.

Torch in hand, he made his way into the dark, cold cave. The dragon was waiting for him on the rock.

"You called?" Merlin asked. He nodded. "It concerns the boy." "Loki?" The dragon nodded again. "You should not be giving shelter to him." "Wh…why? You said the same thing about the other boy, Mordred, and everything is fine." Merlin waved the torch around. "Everything is fine now. Loki's destiny is the most complex I have ever seen. He is dangerous, even though he seems good." The dragon held his head high, waiting for Merlin's response.

He furrowed his brow in thought. "How, where does he come from?" "He already told you. A land spun from myth itself." "So, Asgard doesn't exist?" Merlin's head was beginning to ache.

"It does. Yet it does not. Some say it is the land of immortals. The land of the gods."

"God? Loki is a…god?" Merlin felt on the edge of panic. The dragon solemnly smiled. Merlin shook his head to try to clear it. "Well I really need some sleep now." "Good luck, young warlock." Merlin went back to his room, trying to ignore the comment.

"Did you sleep well?" Loki asked the next morning. "Eh." Loki smiled. "You have duties to attend to, I'll stay here." "Okay sure, but don't make a mess." Merlin jabbed a finger at the boy, and left the grin and what he heard last night behind.

"Good morning, Merlin." Gaius set down a bowl on the table. "Mornin', Gaius. How's Arthur?" He asked. "Better. He seems calmer, just restful sleep. He'll be able to return to his normal routine today." He turned to look at the sleeping, lightly snoring form. Merlin nodded and walked up to the prince, and poked him.

"Ah!" Arthur shot up, and brandished an invisible sword at Merlin. He looked down at his hand, which there where nothing, and then back up at Merlin. "I though it would be best if you didn't have that right now. I was right." Gaius commented. Merlin grinned as Arthur continued to look confused. "Do you remember anything about yesterday?" Merlin dropped the smile. "No. Nothing." "Are you sure?" "Yes, now drop it." Arthur gathered his stuff, not forgetting his sword, and left. "At least you tried." Gaius halfheartedly praised.

"Well, busy day." Merlin rubbed his hands together, and left to catch up with Arthur.

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