When Merlin hobbled toward the king, Delwyn Hier watched them both. When he had met Merlin first time, he had just known that Merlin was Balinor's son. Queen Annis had said over and over again how much Merlin reminded his grandfather Owain, but the eyes, those were Balinor's. Those were Ambrosius' eyes, or like druid wanted to call him, Emrys. Same thing, what ever language they used. And Arthur, he had the same eyes too. Delwyn noticed that Merlin was suddenly matured more. The boyish was gone. His posture was straight, what actually made him hint of longer than Arthur was. When they stood there, they looked equal. Two kings, Delwyn though. Arthur, who was the king of people and Merlin, who was the king of the land. But Merlin bowed, only lightly, but it made clear for everyone who were watching, who their king was.

The king put his hands over Merlin's shoulder. He looked relieved, but Delwyn saw the tight wrinkles around the eyes.

"Don't ever again make me worry over you so much." The king said quietly with serious tone.

Merlin smile was light. "You know that I can't promise that."

And the king sighed. "I know. We need to talk Merlin."

"Yes we do. And there is one who I want you to meet." Merlin looked around and his eyes met Delwyn's. So, the time was come to tell, but what exactly? Behind of Merlin were lot and lot of secrets. Delwyn walked beside of Merlin and bowed deep.

"Delwyn Hier at your service Your Majesty."

The king looked him and Merlin not knowing what to do. But Merlin took the lead.

"Come. We need to speak privately." Merlin looked around like he was suddenly realized how much there was actually people watching them. Not so much like usually because of the tournament, but more than enough that the rumours could start. So they started to walk toward the king's study.

Delwyn moved to help Merlin when they arrived at the stairs. Merlin grimaced in pain as he began to rise the stairs. The king looked them, but didn't moved to help, but continued his journey.

"He's angry. Something else has happened." Merlin's eyebrows collapsed.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Delwyn asked.

"I have no idea." Merlin admitted. "I thought to go with the situation."

"This can prove to be serious sire." Delwyn warned.

"Yes it can. Absolutely." Merlin sighed and paused for a moment. "Cursed knee. I should have let Gaius take a look of it first."

When at last they were behind closed doors, Merlin broke out to speak.

"I know you are mad Arthur…" Merlin started but the king stopped him.

"Mad. Mad maybe can be right word." The king snarled. "You just disappeared with no memory at all. You make your mother, your uncle, your grandmother, Guinevere, me and everybody jumping with fear for your sake. Although, can I blame you from anything? Did you know what were you doing?"

"Actually…"

"Not matter anymore. You are here, you are safe. That should be end of this discussion, but…" The king glared his advisor. "But Gaius told me something very interesting. That you actually knew the truth."

Merlin looked puzzled. "Excuse me?"

"My MOTHER! You knew about my mother, and what my father did!" Arthur yelled and Merlin paled suddenly. Now Delwyn was puzzled.

"Oh." Merlin said only.

"And then, then Gaius said something even more interesting. Something about witch called Nimueh. Did that ring any bells in your head, Merlin."

"Oh." Merlin looked away and Delwyn watched how hard and quickly Merlin though.

"What I know by now, Nimueh was a High Priest of Old Religion. And Gaius said that you killed her. How that is even possible? Oh, don't answer yet. I have noticed that you have some power over the druids and some knowledge about things what you shouldn't know anyhow."

Now Merlin's eyes brightened little and he glanced quickly at Delwyn.

"There is something what you should know." Merlin said slowly, clearly forming a new plan. Delwyn couldn't but admire the speed with Merlin took back control of the situation.

"Really? You think so?" The king was sarcastic.

"It's about my father." Merlin started.

"What about your father?"

"It kind of explains something. Why I know some stuff about druids and Old Religion." Delwyn hide his grin. Clever idea. Tell something, but not all of it. Merlin offered the ring to Arthur who took it.

"What is this?" The king studied the ring and its seal. Merlin was ready to answer when Delwyn intervened.

"That is Merlin's heritage. Not much nowadays though, but it shows you, and everyone else, who he is."

"The Raven. This… I know this." The king whispered. Delwyn looked Merlin who urged him to continue.

"It's actually your father's mother's father's ring. But because Anna was Aurelius' and his second wife's youngest daughter, it not belong to you. It belongs to his oldest son. Or maybe I should say, his oldest survived son Balinor Ambrosius." Delwyn sighed. "The only one who had a son himself. My family has been serving Ambrosius' relatives already hundreds of years. Balinor, when he had to escape, delivered the ring to me with the message to find someone who will be the hair. There aren't many of them. Back then it was only Uther. Now, it is you, Morgana or Merlin. And you know that Balinor's son will be the hair of Ambrosius." Delwyn studied the king who slowly started to realize what was going on.

"Balinor?" Arthur looked Merlin.

"Ring any bells Arthur?" Merlin voice was full of sorrow. "The man who died because of me. Who saved my life back then."

"That Balinor? How can that be? If Balinor was Aurelius' oldest son, its mean that… That he was my father's uncle. That can't be!" Arthur was shocked.

"But it's the truth." Merlin said.

"How you can be so sure?" Arthur demanded. Merlin hesitated, but he knew that he couldn't hide it anymore. He has to tell this before anything else. So Merlin answered.

"Because the power of Dragon Lord goes through father to his son." Now it was done. Arthur stared him. "And that make me The Last Dragon Lord." Merlin concluded.

The silence was heavy. Merlin watched Arthur alert. He wasn't sure what Arthur was going to do.

"Sire?" Delwyn asked but Merlin shook his head.

"Go. Let other's know." He whispered back.

When the door closed Arthur offered the ring back to Merlin.

"How long have you knew?"

"Not long. I learned that Balinor was my father when we went look him. Gaius told me then. But not this. Not that he was Ambrosius. It was Delwyn who told me. But again, Gaius knew. And my mother."

"And what about the dragon?"

Merlin knew that he couldn't avoid this.

"To save you, I asked his help. And I made the promise to set him free. Eventually I had to do so. And after Balinor died, I commanded him to leave."

"Because of that choice there is lot of people who had died." Arthur hissed and Merlin couldn't look at him.

"I know Arthur, I know. But I couldn't do anything else. My priority is you. And you almost died because that Questing Beast. Because of that I have to eventually killed Nimueh."

"My priority is my people! And you let the dragon loose!" Arthur yelled and Merlin huffed.

"Don't be like that, like you haven't done anything wrong in your life."

"How dare you!"

"I dare, because someone has to!"

Arthur went silent. Merlin knew that look, the look that Arthur was again got some wrong ideas.

"Have you planed this all along?" Arthur hissed. Okay, not so much went wrong.

"No. Not me. But I took the job because you need me."

"Get out." Arthur pointed the door.

"Arthur…"

"Get out! Now! Leave and don't you show your face front of me anymore!" Arthur roared.

Merlin knew that he couldn't say anything else now. Arthur was beyond the furious now.

"I go. And when you are calmed down, we speak more." Merlin said calmly and started to walk away. He didn't saw how Arthur grabbed something and threw it at him. He didn't saw it coming. He felt a sudden pain in his head, but he didn't felt anything when his head hit the floor.