Gwen thought that she would remember that day forever. The day when Merlin revealed his magic. Right front of everyone.

Her sweet Merlin.

Her kind, loyal Merlin, standing there, his eyes glowing golden. His arms spread out, standing front of Arthur.

There was hint of blue in the air when the magical shield sparkled.

"You don't touch him."

And he sounded so different. Merlin, standing there, at his full height, back straight, his voice so confident and full of authority.

"What? How? Sorcerer? Protecting him?" The attacker was confused. It was almost hilarious, how he struggled to understand, standing there with his mouth open.

"Go, before you do anything foolish. Go to Isilder and tell him what you have done."

"I will not listen to some-"

"I am Emrys. And I will not warn you a second time."

And that stopped the druid. He looked scared, his head bent as he turned and ran- and no one stopped him.

Because everyone was looking at Merlin, who lowered his hands and sighed heavily. His eyes met Gwen's and Gwen tried to smile.

She was in shock, but she knew that even if he was a sorcerer, Merlin was her friend. And he had just proven to be so much more than what they all knew.

Merlin turned to see his friend, the king.

"All this time, Merlin? You, who I trust most?" Arthur pulled his sword out.

"Arthur, no!" Gwen lunged forward to stop her husband.

Gwen was sure that Merlin could have stopped it. He was powerful. But he didn't do it. He let the sword pierce him.

"Merlin!"

Gwen wasn't the only one who yelled.

Gaius, and some knights too.

"Is this your will?" Merlin asked as he stumbled backward.

"It is," Arthur hissed and stepped closer, but Leon was there and he stopped his king.

"Sire…"

"Out of my way!"

Merlin was still standing, the wound bleeding, pain all over his face.

Pain and sorrow.

"My king." Merlin bowed one last time and then, with a gust of wind, he was gone.

It was then that Gwen found her voice.

"You idiot!"

"Guinevere?" Arthur looked at the furious queen.

"You killed him, you fool!"

"Of course I killed him! He is a sorcerer."

"He is a warlock," Gaius said quietly and Arthur turned to see the old man, who stood there looking like his life had just been taken away.

"You knew?"

"Yes. And I know how many times he has saved you and your kingdom. Camelot is… was... his life."

"Gaius, old man, tell me, where did he go?" Gwaine asked, but Gaius shook his head.

"I don't know. He could be anywhere." There were tears in the physician's eyes.

"Saved me?" Arthur asked.

"Arthur? Look at me." Gwen demanded, watching her husband closely. He looked confused.

"Do you understand what happened? And what you did?"

"Merlin has magic."

"Yes. But, does it really change anything?" Gwen stepped closer and hugged him.

"He is Merlin," she whispered.

"Is he? Really? Maybe he was Morgana's ally. Maybe he never…"

"No, Arthur. He is still Merlin. He may be more than what we realized, but we have known him a long time. Years, Arthur, years. And he is our friend."

And Arthur finally hugged her, squeezing her tightly in his arms.

"And you have to find him before it's too late."