Title: Kiki1607
Rating: T for Language
Summary: Merlin saves Uther at a cost
Setting: 4x03
A/N: Sorry for the late update, I haven't had internet in a week, it was hellish. But oh my gosh, I can't tell you how much writing I've gotten done in the past two week! I counted 20,000 words on four different Merlin stories. Hopefully I can finish one of them soon enough to start posting. Please look forward to them. So this is the beginning of a new Arc: the Reveal Fics. They are all based off the show, AU to certain episodes that should have had a reveal. Enjoy!
Reveal 1: Au to 4x03 Part 1
"Efencume... ætgædre, eala gastas cræft ige gestricaþ þis lic forod" The beautifully harsh words flowed like the song of a singing bard, and the sorcerer's azure blue eyes flashed a mesmerizing swirling shade of melted gold. The smell of burning sage filled the silent room as Dragoon's magic powerful magic slowly enveloped the King like a soft blanket of shimmering gold lights.
"What's happening?" Arthur husked through a voice thick with tears. He grabbed his father's hands as if to will him back to life. Dragoon didn't answer him. The evidence was quite clear for Uther Pendragon's skin was now a healthy shade of tan. A loud gasp escaped the king and his eyes flashed open. "Father!"
"Arthur…" The king whispered, his eyes overflowing for his only son. Tears rolled Arthur's face. It worked, he silently thought to himself. He smiled at his father, so overcome with happiness he didn't see the strained look in his eyes till his father began gasping for air.
"No Father, no!" Arthur exclaimed his eyes flew to Dragoon. "Do something!" He yelled trying to calm his father into breathing.
"I don't understand. The spell worked." Dragoon muttered and let his right hand hover over Uther's body. Arthur growled and protectively held his father. He was about to yell at the man when he hissed in pain. "His…neck. There is…something…around his neck," The old man wheezed and clutched his hand in pain. Arthur quickly checked around his father's neck. He located an unfamiliar pendent. As soon as he grabbed it Dragoon gasped in shock. He ripped it out of Arthur's hand's and whispered a quick spell to disintegrate the pendent.
"It was enchanted to undo the healing," Dragoon muttered. Uther's gasps became more rapid, and his breathing began to fade. Arthur's face contorted with despair.
"Father," Arthur sobbed. Dragoon hadn't given up though, he placed his hands directly over Uther's wounds and began chanting the same spell.
"Efencume... ætgædre, eala gastas cræft ige gestricaþ þis lic forod. Efencume... ætgædre, eala gastas cræft ige gestricaþ þis lic forod. Efencume... ætgædre, eala gastas cræft ige gestricaþ þis lic forod" The hue of gold in the room grew so bright, Arthur covered his eyes and gasped in shock at the powerful, warm, and kind feeling that the old man's magic possessed. The magic felt so familiar to Arthur, like a coaxing friend.
When the gold light disappeared, Uther's still form was revealed. "He is asleep," The sorcerer replied to Arthur. The sorcerer's voice sent a flare of recognition through Arthur. He stared at the sorcerer; gone was the white hair, the wrinkled and freckled face, gone was the hunch back, and gone was the blue in his manservant's eyes for they were replaced with a brilliant gold.
"Merlin…"Arthur whispered.
I'll try to get a few more up this weekend to make it up :)