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Here's the fifth chapter, and hopefully the sixth will be up soon after this one.

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Chapter five- banishment

Merlin's face showed it all. Every single emotion. It pissed Arthur off. He had just banished his most trusted ally, the closest friend he had. Arthur saw the pain, saw the fear become placed with relief for a mere second before Merlin's expression darkened with a conflicted look, then failure flashed through his eyes. Arthur couldn't even fathom what Merlin was thinking through.
Merlin wasn't too sure if he should speak against the King's judgement or let it be. He was afraid if he pushed any further he would be sent to his death. As he realized he wasn't going to die, relief went through him. If he was alive, then he was some use to his destiny. The King was still looking at him, his eyes still meeting the blonde's blue ones.
Dread filled through Merlin. He wouldn't be able to save Arthur on a whim any more. He wouldn't be able to take care of his destiny- to make it happen. He flinched majorly when Arthur shifted. What was Merlin ever going to say to Gaius? Just the thought made Merlin break inside.
"Yes, my Lord." Merlin whispered, in fear his voice would give out if he spoke any louder. In fear that if he spoke louder that he'd break. "I will be out of here by the hour-"
"I will have a couple of knight's escort you to Gaius's chambers, so you can pack." Arthur said. "Then they shall escort you out of Camelot." Merlin nodded, looking at Arthur, standing up. With his hands still bound, he couldn't do much.
"That can't be done." Merlin said as Arthur looked into Merlin's eyes, noticing a heavily guarded expression. "I can be gone in minutes, and I don't need my stuff, I can make do without."
"How will I know if you've left?" Arthur snapped.
"You banished me," Merlin said, "I have no reason to stay if you don't want me around, and you've told me you will have me killed if I were to be caught here."
Arthur nodded, kind of relieved that he wouldn't have to worry about having him escorted. It had actually hurt him when Merlin accused him of not wanting him around, it was true, but at the same time it wasn't. And was Arthur going to admit that? Nope. Never. He stood up.
"You betrayed my trust, Merlin." Arthur said, hate in his voice. Merlin nodded, now almost fighting back tears. He had failed.
"You are a just king." Merlin murmured, "Stick to that." And with a faint smile he disappeared to Arthur's shock. Arthur looked at where he disappeared, too stunned to move. Even though he had just banished him, and he was clearly in pain and hurting inside, he still smiled.
He 'smiled'. Arthur sank back into his throne, closing his eyes as he ran a hand through his hair. What had he just done? Arthur couldn't understand any of it. Merlin, his servant that he thought was no more of an idiot who couldn't wake people up or be anywhere on time, was a sorcerer. Why did he feel so hurt, why was it that he couldn't control his anger? The questions reeled in Arthur's mind as he settled in his mind that he couldn't have been any nicer for such a betrayal.

"Gaius," Gwen looked the old physician in the eye. He had just been told the news of Merlin's banishment, by word of the new knight Drinn. He had gone into a deep shock. "Please, Gaius- answer me!" She felt helpless, the older man just sitting on his bed spacing off, the shock clear, but there was something else hidden beneath the shock that seemed to be the reason he wasn't able to respond.
Her mind flashed back to when Drinn came and knocked on the door. Gaius had come to answer it.
"Gaius, sir." Drinn had said. "The King has asked me to report to you with news on Merlin." Gwen had tensed, walking to the door behind Gaius.
"What news is it?" Gaius asked. Drinn looked at him, looking as if he was the one being sentenced to death. "Come on boy, I don't have all day!" Drinn looked away from him.
"Merlin has been banished, and left Camelot within the past quarter hour." Drinn mumbled. Gwen's heart stopped, shocked, and her hand went to her mouth.
"Did he now?" Gaius asked. Gwen started to question why he was taking that calmly. "I don't have all day to talk, Sir Drinn, so thank you for letting me know." Drinn seemed relieved at the fact that Gaius took it calmly. He left and Gaius closed the door, Gwen watching him cautiously.
"Guinevere, my dear, will you help me to my bed?" Gaius asked, his vice a lot more muted than when he spoke to Drinn. She nodded, helping him walk to his bed, where he sat down at.
"Gaius, are you okay?" She said. Merlin, banished?! She couldn't wrap her head around it, feeling somewhat sick. Seeing Gaius, a man who was rarely shaken up by anything, almost completely broken by the news was heart breaking.

He had not moved since. It had been an hour and Gwen was getting worried. It was all she felt she could do to sit by Gaius, holding his hand in hers and hoping he would come to his senses. She felt bad, it was bad enough that Gaius had to deal with the pressure of Merlin being found out, but apparently it just led to a bigger problem.
It was all Gaius could do to not show anything but a cool regard towards Drinn. He didn't want the poor boy to feel worse than he already did. He had to ask Gwen for help, so he could sit before he collapsed. He felt broken, his ward was gone. Unable to come if anything happened. Gaius knew he had just gone into a state of shock, and he had let it happen. He barely noticed when Gwen left his side.
Gwen couldn't stand it anymore. Even if the Queen wasn't supposed to cry and reveal many emotions, she had tears streaming down her face. She ran to the throne room, needing to talk to Arthur, only to run smack into Gwaine. She flinched back from him, remembering his outburst.
"Guinevere, my Lady, I'm so sorry." He started.
"No, no it's my fault-"
"Have you been crying?" Gwaine's note of concern in his voice was all too noticeable. Gwen looked at him slightly pained.
"Haven't you heard?" She murmured. "Arthur banished Merlin!" She saw Gwaine's taken aback look.
"What? Why? It's not like Merlin did anything too wrong-" Gwaine said.
"I thought you hated Merlin?" Gwen asked, surprised. Gwaine looked at her with a slight sadness in his eyes.
"I feel hurt maybe, because he never told us," Gwaine said, looking away from her, "But I can't hate a kid like that- he couldn't be evil if he tried to Guinevere." Gwen nodded, feeling relieved.
"That poor boy," Gwen said, then quickly looked at him. "Sir Gwaine, go to Gaius, and look after him, he's-" she looked down, biting her lip, "He's had quite a shock, he's pretty unresponsive." Gwaine nodded, taking off towards Gaius's chambers as Gwen went to the throne room.
Arthur was sitting in his throne deep in thought when Gwen came in. He sat up strait looking at her concerned when he saw that she had been crying. Standing up, he walked over to her, going to touch her lightly on the arm when she flinched back harshly.
"Arthur," She whispered. "Why did you banish him?"
"He deceived us Guinevere." Arthur said simply, "Now drop the subject, it is not to be mentioned again by severe penalty."
"You didn't just ban him." Gwen snapped. "You betrayed him just as much as he might have done to you, Arthur Pendragon!"
"Guinevere it is not up to debate!" Arthur growled.
"I came to let you know that Gaius is in quite a shock." Gwen said, "He won't speak, he's hurt."
"I'll speak with him later." Arthur said.
"Don't. You'll just bother him more." Guinevere said. "You know Merlin is like a son to him, and now because of you, Gaius has lost him." With that, she walked out, too frustrated to rant how he sent Drinn out of all people to bear the news to Gaius.

Merlin sighed, appearing in the middle of a field a few miles from Ealdor. He had decided what he was going to do, and nothing will be able interfere with him and his thoughts. He understood the risk of having magic, and it was entirely his fault. Arthur wasn't going to forgive him. Ever, and that much was clear.
"O' Drakon, hrot phlea la claeir!" He yelled, his voice deep as his eyes flashed gold. All he had to do was wait for the dragon, his mind now more clear than ever, he was just going to have to wait this out in the outlying lands that few have ever been to, the towns furthest away, and there was nothing better than being able to ride on a dragon there.

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The sixth chapter should be up by tonight, maybe within the hour. When you have nothing to do on a three hour plane ride, you write, read, and be bored. :)
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