AU: Hi again this is the 14th chapter of The Forgetting Curse. Hope you like it.
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The next ten days were tedious. Gaius was making the potion, they rarely talked and everyone was minding it's own business. Merlin was thinking how could he bare the fact that in a few days he won't be a warlock anymore. What was it going to feel? He wondered.
Arthur was longing for the day when Merlin would regain his memory. The following night after he'd drink the potion the Prince would make him a romantic dinner in his chambers and then...
Gaius on the other hand was thinking the same as Merlin. He had never seen a warlock to lose his power and though he had read about this, he was yet a bit worried. A few hours before the sunset Gaius said:
'Sire, tomorrow I will be going to take some of blood yours.'
'Alright. Do you know how to do it?' - Arthur asked and it was a bit obvious that he was worried.
'Do you have trust in me, Sire?' - He,asked and raised his eyebrows.
'Absolutely!'
'Then you have nothing to worry about!' - After saying that Gaius showed him the needle, then he sat on his chair and continued his heading. He was sure what to. For the last few days, he studied the blood taking methods. Suddenly Arthur said:
'I need a bit fresh air!' - And exited the room.
'What happened?' - Merlin asked and left after him. Going outside he saw the Prince leaned on the fence outside the healers. - 'Hey, what happened?' - He said and went to him.
'No... nothing.' - He answered and covered his eyes with hands. Merlin petted him on the back and said.
'Is there something wrong? You can tell me!'
'I don't want to talk here.' - The Prince said and started blankly at the ground.
'Come!' - Merlin said and took his hand. They went inside the castle and started to climb a start. Floor after floor they went up. Finally they were at the roof of the castle. Arthur had never been here, but the view was incredible.
'What is this place?' - He asked.
'Remember how you showed me our place. This is mine.' - Merlin said and gave him a light smile. The sun was shinning bright on the line of the horizon. - 'Now tell me what is wrong, please!'
'I feel stupid...' - He said and feel silent.
'Come on!' - He came closer to him and embraced him.
'Alright... but promise me you won't laugh!' - he said and bents down his head.
'I promise!' - Merlin said and smiled.
'I... got scared.' - He said and smiled.
'What are you scared from?' - Merlin asked. - 'The needle?'
'Yeah. I don't like needles especially big ones.' - Arthur pouted.
'Oh, don't worry, I'll be with you.' - He said and hugged him tighter.
'I know... but still! When I was little, I was ill...' - He fell silent.
'What happened?'
'A healer came, but it wasn't Gaius, and he asked everybody to leave, even my father, and so they did..'
'Then what?' - Merlin encouraged him.
'I was very little, about five, and as I was left alone I got scared and wasn't willing to let him do the injection so I started to cry when I saw the needle and he shouted at me. I was little and when I finally gave up I was at the edge and then fainted.' - At the end his eyes were watered.
'Oh, Arthur. You don't have to do it if you don't want.' - Merlin said and smiled sadly.
'No, I didn't kill the Dragon for nothing... Merlin, can you do me a favor.' - He said returning the smile.
'Anything!'
'Kiss me!' - while he was talking, a few tears had fell from his eyes.
Merlin did as he was told. His lips touched Arthur's trembling ones and he felt how just a few moments later the Prince got a bit calmer. The kiss was gentle and soft. They both felt more than the basic feeling of joy. Now they don't needed the kiss to be rough and anything like that. It made them feel good even if they were pressing their lips. When they parted Arthur smiled and said:
'We'd better go inside. Gaius may worry.' – He said and as Merlin nodded they both went down, at the door of the healers the asked. – 'What are we going to tell him?'
Raising his eyebrows the warlock said: - 'Nothing if he doesn't ask' – And then opened the door.
'Aah, there you are. Dinner's ready!' – The healer said and pointed the table. There was some freshly cooked food.
'Did you do that by yourself?' – Merlin asked as he was looking at the nicely done food.
'I may be old, but I still can take care of thing.' – And looked at him strictly.
'I haven't said that you cannot. I just wondered, because usually I do the cooking.' – He said and sat in the table. After a few minutes he said: - 'It really tasteful! How did you do it?'
'A fine cook never shares his secrets.' – He said and continued eating without another word. Silence came all over the room. When they finished he said: - 'We should probably go to bed now, tomorrow I want you rested enough so we are able to work.' – He said turning to Arthur.
'Yes.' – He said and gulped. – 'Tomorrow is a important day.' – Merlin took his hand under the table, giving him a look that said "Everything will be alright!" – 'Well, good night to you too.' – He said and went to Merlin's room. No matter if his wound were healed already he didn't want to go to his chambers. He didn't felt good or safe there anymore.
'Good night, Sire!' - Gaius said and gave him a light bow.
'Sleep tight!' – Merlin said and smiled at him.
…
The morning came and the first sunbeams came through the windows. Gaius was fast awake but Merlin asleep he thought that is was too early to wake them. He opened the book that said how to make the spell that Merlin was going to do. He read the text, even though he had read it before. But this time he saw something, words written with very small letters. He got his magnifying glass and started to read. It said:
"The potion once made is irreversible but there is only one case and occasion that the magic of the person who did the enchantment can return to him. Magic is something that is being kept in one's heart. And if the warlock makes the potion on order to do something for someone this warlock's magic will be able to return only in order that this someone who the spell has been made for is hurt or dead."
"That meant… that meant…. That Merlin will get his magic back only if Arthur gets hurt" Gaius thought and started at the boy. "We should keep them out of trouble, even if I want Merlin to be a sorcerer, because may be is the most powerful one who has ever been born, this is not my decision and I will do my best not to make them hurt, none of them!" he was whispering so quietly, but it sounded as he was making a oath to himself and them. With the time spent with the Prince, Gaius had become a bit fond to him and he could tell that he felt the boys both like his sons. The bravest warrior and the best warlock. The best couple ever.
Gaius looked at the clock on the wall. It was already half eight. What was happening to the time last days? It felt like he had woken no more than an hour ago and it was already half past eight. The healer decided that it will be best to finally wake them up.
'Come on!' – He said. – 'Wake up! Merlin! Prince Arthur! It is a wonderful sunny day. Wake up!' – He heard groans from Merlin's bed that was a few meters away from him and from the room where the Prince was in. That meant that in no more than ten minutes they will be ready for breakfast.
…
They sat around the table. And Arthur asked:
'When are you going to take that blood?'
'Right after breakfast, which reminds me…' – The healer said and stood up. He went to a small table on the left and took a small bottle. – 'Drink this. It will give you more powers after I take the blood I will need. And after the procedure I want you to drink the water in the pitcher.'
'How much blood will you need?' – Merlin asked looking a bit worried.
'I think that no more than 250 milliliters.' – He said and looked at the Prince. – 'There is no place for worried. The procedure is easy and I've done it more than hundred times.'
'I believe you, Gaius.' – Arthur said with aristocratic voice. He smiled and looked at Merlin with the silent request not to let his hand go when he starts and he nodded slightly. After they finished eating Gaius asked.
'My lord, are we ready to start?' – And stood from his chair. He took the needle and a glass bottle.
'Yes. I think so.' – The Prince said and also stood up.
'Alright then. I want you to sit here.' – He said as pointing a small three legged chair. – 'And I want you to wind up your sleeve.'
'Fine.' – Arthur said and did as he was told. – 'Which one?'
'The right one will be better.'
Merlin took his place on the left side of him and look his hand.
'Everything will be alright.' – He whispered to him and kissed his knuckles. He felt his smile.
'I will insert the needle in your vane. It might hurt a little, but not for long.' – Gaius told them and did what he told.
'Ouch…' – The Prince screamed when the needle pinned his skin. This feeling was awful. He was thinking is he was doing that for Merlin… for Merlin. Arthur felt his eyes water and closed them
'Shhh. Shhh.' – Merlin said to him. – 'Soon it will end.' – His voice was giving his comfort and the Prince felt well when he had Merlin near him.
'There we go.' – Gaius said and took the needle out. He put it into the potion's copper and started to stir it.
'When is it going to be ready?' – Arthur asked.
'Not before tomorrow it have to stand long so the ingredients can work together. Now I will be better if you lie down.' – He said and nodded at Merlin, who helped the Prince with the way to his bed.
'How do you feel, Sire?' – The boy asked.
'I bit weak, and really sleepy.' – He said and as he lied his eyes closed.
'Take a nap, I will be here.' – Merlin said and petted him on the forehead.
Walking outside the room Gaius asked him
'Have you told Arthur about the fact that you are a warlock?'
'Yes. We talked about it when he returned from cave of the Dragon.' – he said and presses his lips. – 'Why?'
'I was thinking that we should do the spell tonight…' – he said and looked at the boy. He could tell easily that he was more that worried. He was hesitant. He was, but he couldn't tell anyone.
'Tonight.' – Merlin said then smiled. – 'Fine. I am going out for a walk, if you want anything from me, tell Arthur. He will know where I am.'
'Fine.'
…
Out of the healers Merlin went to the rooftop. He sat in the ground and stared blankly at the sky. "Without magic" he thought "What am I going to do?" The boy was feeling so strange. He had his magic since he was born and after less than twenty four hours he would have to live without it, but only with the memory of it. How ironic was that, to get all his memories back, but to lose the thing that was responsible for their existing. If it wasn't for his magic he wouldn't even have met Arthur. He would still be living with his Mother. Not that there was something wrong.
He lied down and closed his eyes. He was worried and scared, but at the same time he was feeling good and excited because he was soon going to remember.
…
Arthur opened his eyes about two hours before sunset. How long have I been sleeping?" he asked himself. He was hungry so he stood up and went to the other room. There he saw no one but Gaius and asked.
'Where is Merlin?' – As soon as he closed the door.
'He went out, but I want you to bring him to me. I want to start making the spell as soon as possible.' – Gaius said and looked at Arthur's confused gaze.
'Alright, but where did he go?'
'He said that you would know' – He answered and raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a while Arthur got it.
'I will bring him after about half an hour. Is that fine with you?' – he asked and then frowned. – 'What is the spell about?'
'I will tell you, when you come back.' – Gaius said and returned to his book.
…
Opening the door of the roof Arthur saw Merlin in the ground.
'What are you doing here?' – He asked and walked to him.
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