I will own Merlin the same day that I understand the point of NASCAR... So never.

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"Yes of course." Merlin replies, waiting for the confused questions to begin. He didn't want them to find out like this, but he had no other ideas of how to tell them.

"Hang on just a minute. Merlin, did you hit your head or something? Last time I checked your name is not Emrys. I know I made a promise to give the Druids the proper respect they deserve, and I trusted them to heal you, but I don't want you going off alone with these strangers." Arthur grabs his arm, trying to keep his servant, and friend, from going off alone, with mysterious Druids. Merlin just rolls his eyes.

"Arthur, don't worry. I promise I'll explain everything when I return." He gives him that goofy grin that could melt a heart made of stone and walks off with the Druids.

"MERLIN!" Arthur yells after his friend, who had already ducked into a tent with a few other Druids.

"Emrys… I think I've heard that name before." Percival comments, looking at the worried expressions of his friends.

"Really, where?" Gwaine asks with a new curiosity.

"Once, when I was traveling with Lancelot, we came across some Druids. Lancelot was badly injured, so I allowed them to help him. While we were there, I heard one of them telling the children a story about someone named Emrys. It was a prophecy of the most powerful warlock to ever exist, and someone they called 'The Once and Future King'. But, that couldn't be Merlin, could it?" Percival begins to look scared.

"I'm not sure. I mean, magic is evil isn't it? Surely Morgana, Morgause, Nimueh, Dragoon, and all of the other sorcerers have proven that. Merlin doesn't have an evil bone in his body." Arthur whispers.

"But what about these Druids and the girl that helped us escape, surely they can't be evil?" Leon points out, causing even more confusion. Arthur feels like screaming, but doesn't.

"I don't know. I feel like everything that I've been taught about magic has been turned upside down. I mean Merlin, a sorcerer? That just seems impossible. The man can't even come to work on time, there's no way he could be capable of any magic, much less be some all-powerful, prophetical, warlock!" He wants to believe that this is all a bad dream. That any moment now Merlin will wake him up in his chambers with that goofy grin.

"I know what you mean. But you have to admit, if any sorcerer is stupid enough to come to Camelot and become your man servant, it would be Merlin." Gwaine says with a laugh. "I wonder if they have any mead around here."

"For some reason Gwaine, I doubt the Druids are too keen on drinking." Elyan laughs as the color drains from Gwaine's face.

"Morgana? Are you sure?" Merlin sits down as he tries process what he had just been told.

"Yes. From what we've been told she's headed this way, trying to gather followers against Arthur. She's gathered maybe 20 followers already, and it appears that they are all sorcerers."

"We're putting you in danger. If she finds us here, she'll go on a rampage. We can't put you at that kind of risk. You have all been kind to us; the least we can do is keep Morgana from trying to destroy you."

"Emrys, I'm afraid that we may have been the ones to put you in danger. The young Pendragon did not know your true identity yet did he?"

"No, but it was time. When I was unconscious my dead father came to me and told me that now was the time that Arthur learned who I am. To be honest, I'll be relieved once I've told him everything."

"Yes, it must have been a great burden."

"Yeah, but the dollop head will get over it." The comment causes the very serious looking group of Druids to laugh.

"You have a light heart Emrys, do not lose that."

"I do have one question for you. There was a girl, Gwendolyn. She was tall with light brown hair and blue eyes. She helped us escape before, and she sent us to you. Do you know her? Is she someone I can trust?"

"Gwendolyn is someone you will trust with your life and your heart Emrys. Do not forget her." Merlin pauses to process this information. Could he possibly love someone after Freya?

"I have to ask one more favor of you though. Tell those in your camp that no matter what Morgana says, not to join her. Please."

"Do not worry Emrys. Our loyalties lie with you and the young Pendragon; she will gain no followers from our camp."

"Thank you. We should leave now, before Morgana arrives."

"Go Emrys. And good luck."

"Oh, I've always had luck on my side." As he leaves the tent, he's bombarded by the knights.

"Merlin, what's going on? We need you to explain everything, why are they calling you Emrys? Why do you look like you're about to faint?" The questions jumble out of the knights so quickly he's unable to distinguish who is talking.

"We need to get out of here, now. I'll explain once we're safe."

"What's going on Merlin?"

"Morgana's headed this way, and I'm not putting the lives of innocent people on the line if she finds us here." The look on his face is different than the carefree attitude that they are all used to from their friend. It was much more serious. A few of the Druids approach them with a couple of bags.

"Provisions. There isn't much but if you ration it carefully there should be enough to get you to Camelot. You're not far, it's two days walk once you find the road."

"Thank you."

"Sire, we should go."

Kind of an awkward ending I know, but I had to end it there or the chapter would go on forever. I'll update as soon as I can. :D