Hey guess what…..wait for it….I'M NOT DEAD (WOOO!) and I realized that this has more reviews then my other story ( frowny face) oh well let's let the fun BEGINNN!...after a quick shout out to my reviewers:
Lara Smith: As my first review you get a….coookkieee (ooooohh) not really but it's the thought that counts (booooooo) Don't worry I'm not going to stop for a while yet.
Starzinmieyez: In the middle ages, marrage proposals happened usually between parents when they were babies! At this time in England, nobles married at 18 so them getting engaged at 17 isn't unreasonable. Thanks for the review.
Tagrea: I like to (smilee face!)
macadoodle3: Don't worry I didn't Die (YAHHHHH!) and I probably won't for another 70, 80 (*cough* 999999999 *cough) years or so.
Many Thanks to everyone who favourite/is following this story….NOW ON WITH THE SHOW! (I've always wanted to say that)
Arthur smiled as he across the courtyard. The night before had been as expected, the noble were not eager to admit someone of "common birth" but were afraid to upset the royal family. "Arthur!" He turned to find his step-sister Morgana running after him. "Morgana, did you have another dream?" He asked, worried. "No idiot" She hit him over the head, "I don't need magic to know who's been invited to your engagement party." She was practically dancing with excitement. "Wait Morgana slow down, I thought we already had the engagement party, you know, last night?" "I did too," Gwen and Morgause rode up to them and dismounted their horses. "Wait you went riding without us?" Arthur asked and looked at Morgana who was pouting a little. "Of course, you sleepy heads were still asleep. What this amazing news, sister?" Morgause smiled at her little sister while Gwen glanced apologetically at Arthur who smiled down at her before also looking at Morgana. As the new center on attention, Morgana took her time thinking of the proper why to tell them. "Wweeelllll….." "JUST SPIT IT OUT ALREADY!" The nearby servants looked around in shock at the outburst from the 3 nobles, until they realized the cause and went on their ways. "Fine, fine, guess what one of the last dragon lords is coming to your party." She looked expectantly at her friends waiting for an explosive reaction. "But 'Gana there's only 3 dragon lords left after the dragon wars 10 years left." Arthur pointed out while Morgause explained, "Everyone knows that the surviving dragon lords isolate themselves from people. It's not like some psycho is going to have them to call up a dragon and then hunt them do and try to kill them. Like that would ever happen" (If you don't get this, I'm sad) Arthur put an arm around Gwen and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "If a dragon lord truly is coming, mother will know" He and Morgause strode quickly to their mother's chambers. Gwen watched them, mostly him, leave and asked, "So 'Gana? What is this dragon lord's name?" Morgana smiled at the fact that someone believed her, "oh I think his name is Balinor"
Merlin was usually glad to have the summers off from his training with the druids. Not this year, his parents, mostly his father, had been invited to the Prince Arthur of Camelot's engagement part. Which meant Merlin had to go? Where was the logic in that? After telling his best friend, Will and loaded his stuff on his horse…again, they were on their way. "Why do I have to go again?" he asked for the 1700th time. "Merlin, as a future dragon lord, you must learn to face many challenges in life." His father answered in his "teaching voice". "Which is me having to talk to Royalty and dress up?" He questioned playfully. "Exactly!" Balinor teased and nudged his horse forward up to Hunith who was well in the lead. "I bet the prince in a prat" Merlin mumbled before continuing.
And Merlin has entered. In this Merlin is still powerful and trains/ lives most of the year with the druids. The rest of the time he learns to be a good dragon lord and hangs out with Will. Hope I cleared up any questions. PLEASE REVIEW AND KEEP READING because Merlin will die if you don't (dun dun dun)
Annoying voice in head: But J.S You can't do that Merlin in the main character he has to live.
J.S: or does he (dun dun DUH!)