Guys, need I really remind you that I am by no means a perfect writer, and by no means a good one at that.
So to the guest who pretty much said she's not seeing Arthur's guilt Merlin's bitterness, that last chapter was a hard one to write, and it doesn't help that I'm not used to one) telling people's stories with them saying it themselves, and two) I'm used to writing in first person, not third, and this story is a challenge to me because of that. Thanks for the review, it does help me see what I'm missing there.

This is chapter twenty three... How how did that happen? I woke up early this Saturday morning, a week into school and my body already wants me to wake up on my own at five in the morning.
That's just not right ya know?
Hmmm.. I think a lion king/Merlin crossover would be interesting. How would I do it? I don't know. I haven't even acknowledged that crossovers exist yet.
For the story, I don't think I'm getting a clear point across with Merlin, but here's a clear summary. He went through some really really dark times in one)self harm, two) being caught and tortured by people, three) after Killigarrah saved him, he was in that small town, but he's purposely leaving stuff out from that...
More to come!
Here is this next chapter, I hope you enjoy, and I should hopefully have one more up by today.

Reactions of the Idiot King
Chapter twenty three- road to Recovery

Merlin hasn't said anything else, everyone in the room dead silent and in shock from hearing all of the stuff the warlock had gone through. They were waiting for him to continue, knowing that the story only makes up for a small part of the story. Arthur had crossed his arms, his eyebrows furrowed. Merlin wouldn't look up at any of them, and when he would glance around, he wouldn't look Arthur's way whatsoever.
"Merlin, I think that's only part of a story." Arthur said, breaking the silence in the room.
"That is all there is to it." Merlin said, avoiding the blonde's gaze as the man looked over Merlin at all the other unexplained scars. Merlin met the old physician's eyes, who's eyes were soft and kind, almost supporting.
"Merlin, you didn't spend the last few years living in a cute little small town with nothing to worry about." Arthur persisted. Merlin glanced over at him with pure annoyance as Arthur found himself suddenly on the ground, the chair having moved from under him.
"No, I had your damn butt to worry about." Merlin snapped, Arthur suddenly confused as he sat there looking at Merlin in bewilderment and shock.
"How dare you use magic on me?" Arthur snapped, having seen the man's eyes return to blue.
"I did no such thing." Merlin snapped, Arthur noticing a deep hidden pain in the man's eyes as he looked at Arthur with full on annoyance. "I used it on the chair, so get it strait."
"He deserved it honestly." Gwaine muttered, "He was such a bitter old man after you left."
Merlin quickly looked away from Arthur, back to looking at no one. The King couldn't shake off the pain he saw in the boy's eyes. It was almost as if he was trapped. Everyone was stuck in their own thoughts, unsure of what to say to Merlin, which was very rare to see with Gwaine. Arthur and Leon shared a glance, Leon looking even more shaken up than Arthur could ever remember seeing him.
"Merlin, do you even want to be here?" Gwen's soft voice barely registered in anyone's head until after Merlin answered her.
"No." Merlin whispered, everyone tensing, looking at Merlin with shock.
"Why?" Gwaine asked, "You have friends here, and people so damn close to you that they're pretty much family-"
"Gwaine, I haven't been here for five years." Merlin said before Gwaine could finish. "I don't see anything I recognise anymore."
"How?" Gwaine snapped, looking at Merlin. "We're all here aren't we?"
"You're missing the point!" Merlin almost shouted, making everyone flinch. "I've changed just as well, and if you guys think I can just waltz back here as if nothing's happened you're entirely wrong!"
"Merlin get a grip." Elyan snapped, "We've been needing you here for quite some time, things just aren't right without you."
"I know." Merlin murmured as he closed his eyes, drowsiness suddenly taking him over. Within seconds the man was asleep, shocked looks being exchanged as Gaius moved towards the boy to lay him fully down considering he was somewhat sitting up when he crashed.
Everyone felt their blood freeze when the old physician was thrown back into a wall after he had touched Merlin, the boy clearly dead asleep. Gwen rose and went to Gaius's side, who just stayed where he was, looking at Merlin with clearly worried eyes. Arthur stood, looking at Merlin, the Merlin who wouldn't ever harm a single bunny if it was up to him, the Merlin who had just thrown a man he cared for across the room.
"What the hell was that?" Leon asked, looking at Gaius with concern.
"It's his magic defending him." Gaius murmured, just loud enough for them all to hear. "Merlin feels threatened by us, so of course it makes sense for his magic to come to his defense."
"But he's asleep, how can he still be doing magic?" Elyan asked, looking as dumbfounded as the others.
"His magic is a part of his soul, a part of him." Gaius said, "It doesn't want to see him harmed, or killed. He's only alive because his magic wouldn't let him die."
"Why won't he trust us?" The question was finally voiced, the quiet, muscled man finally speaking up.
"I don't have a clue." Gaius murmured, as Arthur felt a wave I nausea hit him.
"When he looked at me," Arthur said, fighting back bile that was rising in his throat, "Merlin had looked annoyed, but behind the mask he had on, he looked terrified, I-I've never seen that much fear inside a person.."
"We just need to show him we're there for him." Gwen said, "And allow him space and time."
"He skimmed over a lot of details," Gwaine said, "Though our first thing we need to remember is that we only have half the story, he's only telling us a little of it."
"We should all leave him to rest." Arthur said, standing from the floor. "No one, and I mean no one, is to speak of this to anyone in the castle, or out of the castle, and no one is to disturb Merlin unless he is out and about on his own."
"It makes no sense." Gwaine said, "He seemed just fine when he was posing as Agnien-"
"What do you mean?" Leon asked.
"I found out Merlin was Agnien, and he seemed just fine. Apparently all of it was an act." Gwaine said.
"If you're going, can you guys just leave." Gaius murmured. "He's been through a lot, if he feels threatened by us, we just need to show him we are here to support him at the very most.
"What will he be doing while he's here?" Elyan asked.
"He shall continue his duties as an apprentice to Gaius." Arthur said as they all slowly walked out of the small room.
"Arthur, would you mind staying here for a moment?" Gaius asked as everyone made their way out of the chambers. Arthur nodded, waiting around as the others left only to see an even more haunted look in Gaius' eyes than he had when everyone was there.
"Gaius, what's really going on?" Arthur asked as the man sat down in his bed.
"Arthur, the fear in his eyes- it's not natural." Gaius said, looking at an absolute loss for words.
"What do you mean? Is this sorcery?" Arthur asked.
"I-I don't know." Gaius said, "It's so hard to tell, his whole being is magic-"
"Get some rest, Gaius." Arthur said, standing. "Send a guard to notify me when he awakens."
"I will." Gaius said. Arthur stood, looking towards Merlin's room before walking out of the chambers.

Oh... And by the way... This story kinda turned into one with ooc-ness in it haha... But it makes for a good story anyways.
And I feel like an idiot myself. Instead of Gaius' I put Gaius's... I just now realised my mistake in that.. Haha.
Gonna have to start changing it.