Greetings all! I finally got around to updating, huzzah! Things are going to be crazy for the next two weeks because I have finals, but then it's winter break!
Disclaimer: Don't earn Merlin, never will
A/N Ok, this is not the end of the story. I'm telling you now. It would be a good place to end if this were just a reveal fic, but I Arthur to see Merlin really use his magic. :D
"Merlin, what is going on? First you tell me that you're the son of a Dragonlord, and then the Druids start calling you Emrys! What next, are you going to tell me that you're a sorcerer too?" Arthur yells as they walk away from the Druid camp. Merlin sighs, he really just wants to get away from here.
"Will you shut up until we get someplace where Morgana won't find us." He snaps angrily. What part of 'I'll explain everything once we're safe' could he not understand? The knights look to each other, thoroughly confused. It was rare for Merlin to be the serious one, and things never went well when he was. It begins to rain so they make their way to a cave with a hidden entrance and fresh water, much like the one they had hidden in during Morgana's short reign as queen. As Merlin starts the fire they all just stare. What was going on with their friend, the one who had brought them all together? He couldn't have magic, could he?
"Merlin?" Arthur whispers softly. He didn't understand why Merlin was angry, sorcerers were evil, and he knew that. It wasn't even funny to joke about something as serious as that.
"I'm sorry."
"What?"
"I- I just don't know where to begin." He looks at the knights with guilty eyes.
"Just tell us the truth. We won't judge you, we promise." Arthur reassures, the knights nodding in agreement. Merlin takes a deep breath, trying to figure out what to say. Just as he's about to speak, they're startled be a loud crash followed by screeching.
"What was that?" Merlin asks, afraid that Morgana had found them.
"Pheasants." Gwaine chuckles, causing Merlin to laugh for the first time in what seemed like ages to the other knights. Unfortunately the laughter quickly comes to an end when a large group of wyverns begins to close in on them.
"Sire, there's too many of them!" Percival yells as he stabs on wyvern in the chest as 3 more attack.
"Not for me." Merlin whispers.
"Just keep trying." Arthur yells back, trying to fight the wyverns attacking him. He can tell his knights are scared. He's scared. There's not one person who doesn't seem afraid.
"This is impossible." Gwaine laughs. It seems like for every wyvern they kill more seem to follow. Where are they all coming from?
"Not for me." Merlin nearly shouts, earning him strange looks from all of the knights.
"Merlin, you don't even have a sword, much less the skill to use one how do you
of all people expect to defeat an unrealistically large pack of wyverns?" Arthur yells, frustrated at his servant who has no sense of self-preservation.
"Like this." He reaches deep down inside of himself, finding the ancient magic that his father passed on to him when he died. "Gadewch y lle hwn ac nid ydynt yn dychwelyd gwifr." A familiar, comforting warmth fills his body as he lets the magic flow through him. The wyverns screech, but leave, causing the knights to stare at him even more.
"What the hell Merlin! What was that! What did you just do!" Arthur yells, angry and confused all at the same time.
"Will you calm down! All I did was tell them to leave and not come back! I just saved your life."
"With magic!"
"We were going to die! What did you want me to do, let that happen? I don't think I could have stopped even if I wanted to. You're such an ungrateful prat you know that! I've saved your life hundreds, maybe thousands of times, never asking for anything in return! You never even noticed! I wouldn't be surprised if you and your father had some sort of reputation of being the most oblivious kings in all of the 5 kingdoms! I've saved Camelot so many times; even when people pointed out that I had magic you never saw it! All I've ever done is chores for you, chores for Gaius, and try to figure out riddles given to me by a cryptic dragon so that you can fulfill your destiny!" Merlin breaths, feeling rather unsure about having released years of pent up emotion in one go. Arthur stands there stunned.
"What kind of magic was that? I've never seen anyone have control over a magical creature like that before." Elyan asks, fascinated by their friend's new skills.
"That's because you've never met a Dragonlord before. Wyverns are very closely related to dragons."
"Dragonlord. I should have realized when you told us Balinor was your father. Are there any other secret's you're hiding from us?" Arthur asks with a serious look on his face.
"Would you believe me if I told you that I'm the most powerful warlock in history?"
"So let me get this straight. You, my bumbling idiot of a servant, is this all-powerful, Dragonlord, sorcerer. A sorcerer who's job it is to help me fulfill my destiny and unite the lands of Albion."
"Warlock."
"What?"
"A sorcerer is someone who has to spend years and years studying magic before being able to do the simplest of magic. A warlock is someone who just gains magic at a certain point in his or her life, but who can grow more powerful through the study of magic. In my case, I've been able to do magic since before I could talk. Warlocks are very rare though." Merlin sighs.
"So there are people out there who my father has executed for how they were born, not what they did?" Arthur looks horrified.
"Yes. And now you have to make a choice. Will you execute me? Someone you would trust with your life, someone you know would never betray you? Or will you realize that magic is like a sword. It can cause great harm or good depending on who wields it?" He looks at Arthur with hopeful eyes. It's now or never.
"Of course I won't execute you Merlin. But I want to know everything you've ever done for me." He laughs, and Merlin knows that everything will be alright.
"That might take a while." The knights begin laughing as well.
So what will happen now that Arthur knows about Merlin's magic and accepts it? What is Morgana planning? Will Merlin ever see Gwendolyn again? Tune in next time folks!
