A/N - Hi ,so this is my last update for now because I really need to concentrate on my work. I wanted to change a bit in the last chapter but decided against it so this explains Merlin' actions... I think:) Oh, and it's Merlin's POV if you were wondering:) Chapter 4:) Here you go:) (Hehehe, I rhymed)

Previously -

The King of Mageia climbed out of the carriage and walked towards the bottom step. He turned around and waited for his children to climb out.

The first child that climbed out was Mordred, then came Melanie and finally Merlin.

They walked up to the staircase, looking every inch a royal, and kneeled by the first step, infront of their father's feet.

Balinor looked down at his children and his eyes flickered to the people who were looking at their royals. He had never felt so happy at having his children back from being apart from them for so long.

"Rise" He commanded loudly

All three children rose

"My people, today is a joyous occasion" He began" For my children, your Prince's and Princess, have finally returned home!"

The people began to cheer as the three royal children turned around to look at them, only when Balinor spoke again, did they turn back around to look at him.

"My children" He spoke softly, once the noise had died down,and their eyes focused on him,

"Welcome home"

Prince Merlin Of Mageia

Dreaming

I must be dreaming

This cannot be real

It can't

But it is

I know it is

Coming back home, finally, after so long

But which side am I on?

The good or bad side?

My families side?...

... Or Arthur's?

'But you forget' Something, like my conscience, whispers in my head

'He is the son of your mother's killer'

'But he isn't his father' Merlin thinks back

'He isn't! He's showed me, many times, how different he is!'

'So why tell your family different?'

It wasn't a lie

At the beginning,

But... he changed, for the better

He became someone worthy to follow

Someone worthy to love

So why does that leave me feeling hollow inside?

I love him, course I do!

He's my destiny, and I'm his

Two sides of the same coin

But, I lied to him, on so many occasions

My life, our life together, is based on nothing but lies, on my part!

But I had to lie!

I had to!

I had to lie to my family, about him, because if I didn't...

... Arthur would surely die.

And that is never going to happen!

Not if I cant help it!

He will a long and happy life

...With me, I hope

And if not,... if he decides to banish me or wage war on my Kingdom,...

I'll give in

I'll let him banish me

I'll let my Kingdom fall

But I'll always protect him

Even if he hates me for eternity

The least I can do is save him from my father's wrath

And maybe Uther

As much as I'd like to kill him, I'm not that kind of person

It's not in my nature, simple as that

Arthur always called me his little angel, because I was a fierce person, but I'd always show too much mercy

Arthur!

Oh, god!

He's going to kill me!

I wonder how he is?

Is he coping well?

He's probably got his knight's searching for me

He won't find me, it's impossible

The Kingdom of Mageia is impossible to find, due to the fact it's hidden behind forests and lakes and past Kingdoms Camelot are not on the friendliest terms with

It was built to hide from those without an ounce of magic within their bodies

People like Arthur

I'm never going to see him again

I'm never going to tell him the truth

We haven't even spoken those three little words to each other!

Well, I haven't

He tells me them, sometimes, late at night, when he thinks I'm sleeping, when in fact im drifting in the in-between

Half sleeping

Half awake

But I remember the first time he told me so well, so vividly

We were in his chambers. He'd just come back from patrol and covered in blood.

I freaked, basically! When he walked through the doors, at that time I was cleaning his rooms, my back turned from the door

When he snuck up behind me and whispered in my ear,

I jumped!

He had the nerve to laught at me, and I laughed too,

And then I turned around

The laughter died out as soon as I looked at his clothes, and he looked at my face,

"Druid camp," He told me, quietly "My Father ordered me to,"

"Im sorry, Merlin"

"Don't be" I said, swallowing thickly,

"It could have been you"

"How, I was here, cleaning your room, remember?" I teased trying to lighten the mood

There was a little boy" He said, as he pulled away and sat down on his bed, "Couldn't have been more than ten, maybe twelve. And there he was, all gangly limbed and hair messed up, eyes glowing gold, and all I thought was, that it could have been you. It could have been you, that little boy, as he stood there, trying to save his friends, his family, and in return got a sword stuck through his chest and another slitting his throat"

I remember standing there, by his bed, watching as he sat there, head in his hands, as if the whole word had come crashing down around them

I remember the feeling I had, when he told me

The anger

The pity, for him

And for Uther losing his mind

I remember sitting down beside him, which ended up as me sitting on him, as usual

But I remember how he held me, as I cried for my brethren, and how he whispered 'Sorry' and 'Sorry' over and over again in my ear

I remember how I fell asleep in his arms, around me like a lifeline, as he whispered sweet apologies in my ear

I didn't realise, then, that I was hovering between dreamland and reality, until he spoke,

He whispered in my ear, softly in promises

'Why does life treat us like this, Merlin? Why? Why do I have to live like this? Killing innocent people, just because my father ordered me to. I hate it! I hate him'

He started stroking my head at some point in his speech,

Stroking my hair, my cheek, my nose, my lips, my chin, my neck, my arms, and then started stroking my hair again

To be honest, I don't remember much of what he said, him stroking every inch of me was lulling me to sleep, but I'll never forget the last thing he said to me before I fell asleep

'...but I promise you this, Merlin. From this day forward, no more lies, lies hurt people, they destroy lives, destroy relationships, relationships like ours, so no more lying, from either of us! And my father will never find out about us, I guarantee it, or about your magic. He will not harm you, no-one will! I give you my word. If you died- I'd follow soon after... Because I love you'

The words shocked me as he said them.

We'd agreed that we wouldn't say them, but since when have I or him ever listened to one another?

I remember falling asleep feeling safe and with a warm feeling in my chest

I think that was the first time, or one of them, that I felt truly happy to have gone to Camelot

But I remember from all the times that we've stolen moments

Kisses, hugs, promises, tears, sex in hidden rooms, blowjobs in hidden corridors, handjobs behind trees on patrol.

So many moments to say three words, and yet I never said them

Not once

Aren't I a bad boyfriend?

Why did I lie?

I told them that I turned Morgana against Uther, for Christ's sake!

I mean, sometimes I feel like I did, I was meant to help her, not cast her off aside.

I got careless

I guess, I still want to impress my father

My father is not an easy man to suade from a chosen path

I have my work cut out for me

My siblings on the other hand...

Mordred has changed, I thought he'd be... kinder

Seems like he still blames Uther because he never met Mother

... and tried to kill him

I still blame him, but it's turned into pity than anything else

My sister is still the same as always, although I can tell she's putting on a front

I must speak with her at some point

She was never that into revenge as it was,

Like me

But we are much alike and different

Father trained us to be the best, and show no mercy to those who mess with us and the ones we love,

And when we were younger, we never did

I still have nightmares about some of those days

Revenge is sweet

Forgiveness is sweeter

I wish my father thought that

I hope I can change his mind, before it's too late

Because not only has Arthur got a choice to make, but I have too

A choice of who lives and who dies

Arthur or Balinor?

My love or my Father?

My destiny or my creator?

Let's hope it doesn't come to that.

A/N - Ok, so did that explain something's for you? If not, don't worry I'll explain it all in the upcoming chapters, after my coursework's been given in... finished:)

Next Chapter will be up god knows when, because I really need to finish my work:)

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