Mwahahaha
Too bad I love writing and posting ASAP... Because I love hanging you guys out in suspense...
But ya know what?!
I'm doing that for my next story!
Sure... It's sad news for you...
But for me... It makes me more than happy to announce that.

Well, here it is. For real.
The reveal of Merlin's banishment.
And I have another plot bunny, that I just added in, and that'll come up here in a few chapters woohoo!

Chapter twenty-seven: words of the dragon

"Merlin," Killigarrah murmured the name slowly as Arthur furrowed his eyes in confusion. The dragon sounded pained, and unsure of saying the name, "After I had found him bleeding out, having been carved into by the slave trader, and burned them all to the ground, Merlin couldn't so much as even reach out for his magic to command me to leave.
"He wanted me gone, didn't want me around. I stuck by him, listened to his cries. He wouldn't stop trying to reach out for his magic. It hadn't took longer than a quarter of an hour for the poor boy to pass out, the blood loss catching up to him, having increased from the burns the chains, the shackles, and the collar had caused.
"He left me with no choice but to try and break the chains, I tried with all my being, but I couldn't. It takes a strong magic to get past the old religion, and even though I am a creature of magic, it's a challenge. I'm too big to help a being as fragile as a human.
"Merlin was dying, he was almost bled out, close to taking his final breath, when suddenly a man with some keys released him, he was a Druid, who had found the keys, and saw what had happened. As soon as Merlin was released, him and I went to healing him. The young warlock almost didn't survive. It took him a full day to even stir in his sleep, another three to wake up entirely, and a whole week after that to even sit up without fainting, passing out-"
"Why did he lie to us about this part? It isn't a bad thing that he almost died-" Arthur asked, speaking without thinking. The dragon glared at him, his nostrils flaring. Arthur quickly paled, taking a step back.
"Just listen, young king." The dragon's voice was low and clear. "It will all come to make sense, for I will tell you how I saw things, and how I learned things really were, in the very order I experienced them. Any other interruptions will ensure that I will not continue and you will have to deal with the young warlock as he is."
"Yes, Sir." Arthur found himself sputtering, the knights all cracking a slight grin, staying still and silent, afraid of the beast.
"Good." Killigarrah seemed pleased with himself, to Arthur's annoyance. "Maybe Merlin was right to have stayed, you have turned into quite the human." Arthur's ears got red as he fumed in irritation and anger, followed quickly with humiliation
"The young warlock had actually managed to walk off one day, it had taken a full month for the man to heal, but he seemed lifeless, wouldn't speak a word to me, though I did follow and look out for him. It wasn't until a few months had past that Merlin finally spoke to me.
"He told me with a monotone voice, a voice that had said it all to me saying that whatever had made Merlin the rigorous determined kind hearted boy had died, said that he was going to return to Camelot, and that he was going to allow himself to be caught. He knew the penalty was to be death, and everyone knew what the boy had looked like.
"So without further ado, he took off. I couldn't stop him, of course, he had told me- commanded me, actually, that if I wished, I could stand by and watch, and observe, but I couldn't interfere. I couldn't just watch him walk into his death, so I took off. It was when I felt myself shatter on the inside a week later that I knew he had been caught, but, to my astonishment, he cried out for my return at the last second.
"I say with all my deepest regret, young king, and Gaius, dear friend, that I came across knight's walking away from Merlin, who had several arrows sticking out from him. He wasn't hardly breathing, and every time he took a breath, it was very clear that they left him to suffer and die. He was choking on his own blood, blood that was entering his lungs on the inside of the body.
"I wanted to tear up the knights, burn them down so badly, I wanted to burn you to bits Arthur Pendragon, for causing my kin to truly lose all hope and will in life." The dragon said as he shifted his ginormous body so he was standing.
"You hurt my knights?" Arthur asked, thinking back as he realised no one reported that a fugitive was killed after returning. The dragon smiled, all the knight's blood running cold. It was an odd look, all the teeth shown, the lips drawn back at odd angles.
"Young King, I never harmed them, and never could I burn a single hair on your head." The dragon replied.
"Why is that?" The king looked at him.
"Merlin commanded me not to." He said. "I wasn't ever to return to Camelot except if I was called there by Merlin.
"Back to the point though. He was hurting deeply, and I couldn't do anything, he had commanded me to not interfere, so I couldn't. As it turned out, I was stuck watching my only kin die. His breath- it had stilled. His heartbeat had stopped. I couldn't feel his life."

Well, I have no idea when I'll be back to writing this... So enjoy it while ya can.
Oh ya...
Who all here thinks there should be some sort of love interest in Merlin's story of being banished? I might just do it if I get any feedback.