Merlin lightly kicked his horse so he could stop.

Merlin had stayed in Gawant an extra day just to spend a little time with his mother.

He didn't want to leave so suddenly but he had to figure some things out in Camelot.

Merlin unmounted his horse before walking to Hengist's hovel.

He didn't bother to knock.

As Merlin entered the old man's old shack he couldn't help but notice how cold it was.

"Hengist" Merlin called out.

The hideous man looked up and sneered.

"What do you want? I helped you with all I know. " he said.

"How do you know Luther?" Merlin asked perplexed.

Hengist gave a growl baring his teeth.

"His father, an old king, gave me a hand after I was attacked. Saved my life."

Merlin raised a brow, "Then why is he in Gawant?" He asked.

" Bah " Hengist hissed. " It doesn't matter"

Merlin's eyes glowed amber.

"Tell me" Merlin ordered.

Hengist gave out a strangled cry.

"Why do you torment me?" Hengist moaned.

"I have been more helpful than my mistress will allow. Be wise Emrys and mark my words. The more you taunt me, the more the Pendragon dynasty will crumble at the hands if what will and what has come. So torture me and torture them too."

Merlin glared at him before slowly backing away.

He wanted to say something but decided to keep his mouth shut.

Hengist gave a condescending smile as he noticed Merlin's change in demeanor.

" You love them don't you?" He asked.

When Merlin remained quiet Hengist smirked.

"Watch for that girl when you get back." Hengist warned, ghastly lips curving over his yellow smile.

"What girl?" Merlin asked.

Hengist gave another smirk before he tensed, "Go now Emrys, you have wasted enough time."

Merlin shook his head, he is supposed to protect the Pendragons'.

"Just tell me Hengist or whoever is controlling you."

"LEAVE" a woman's voice rang out from Hengist's mouth while his eyes turned brown.

It was deathly cold and the most formidable voice he's ever heard, yet it seemed so familiar.

Merlin quickly stood up to leave.

He wasn't scared just intimidated.

As his hand reached the latch to leave Hengist called out to Merlin one last time.

"The eldest son of Guinevere and Arthur Pendragon" he said.

Merlin tensed and turned around, Hengist was looking at him with wide milky eyes, "Llacheu?"

Hengist nodded gravely, "Cherish your time together, he won't live past eighteen."

Before Merlin could even take in Hengist's words, he was outside.

Merlin gripped his hair in frustration before shaking his head, "No, no, no, no" he cried.

The back of his throat burned as tears stung his eyelids.

Not Esmeralda AND Llacheu.

This wasn't possible.

Times like these made Merlin wish he had Gaius or Killagarrah back.

Maybe he was lying.

Merlin went with the latter, it was easier.

But when was his life ever easy.

He sat for a while before mounting his horse and riding back to Camelot.

But deep down, he knew Hengist wasn't lying.

That's all for today you guys, its a little short but that's all I have time for today.

I should be able to update tomorrow.

But Arthur and Llacheu's confrontation is coming and so is the feast and Gwen/Merlin friendship.

It's going to get lighter, I promise.

Okay no i don't.