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She was sitting next to Leon just observing her friends. While holding said knights hand he would glance

at her every few minutes as if to assure himself she wasn't a dream, but never stopped talking to his

friends but that just gave her more time to prepare herself. She could in no way be Merlin from this point

forward which was going to be hard she was an assertive outspoken person and once the other guests left

and just the kings inner circle remained the questions will start. The food was wonderful Arthur really did

go all out she would have to go thank the staff afterwards, she had no plans of being the unapproachable

court magi to be feared. She was still nervous about the last dance of the night with the king that was fast

approaching, after dancing with her friends and having to put up with Gwaines flirting the prat should be

easy to handle so why was her stomach fluttering. To calm her nerves she remembered the impact her

dress made and the duel between Gwaine and Leon it almost caused.

*************************************earlier*****************************************

It might not had been a good idea to wear this dress if the look on Ashleys face was anything to go

by, Leon just gave her a nod and locked his eyes on whatever wall was infront of him she didn't know if

to be insulted or proud but she was answered when she entered the feast hall. All sound and movement

stopped, she could feel everyones eyes rake across her body. If looks could kill most of the woman in the

room would be charged with murder while the unmarried men looked like fools eyes bulging and mouths

open like dogs. Leons cough broke the moment and everything returned to its previous state, I guess the

dress was really that bad.

It was silver in color and shimmered like rays from a full moon on a lake. The sleeves went down to her

wrists and flaired out into cuffs, the soft fabric hugging her arms and rest of her body. The dress was floor

length that also flared at the bottom but hung loose from the waist down where an gem studded, braided

rope, wrapped around her in the form of a tail from the while embroidered dragon that covered the front

of the dress. It wings ran up the sides of her ribs and under her sternum while the tips cupped her chest

and wrapped around and met in the middle. Lace fabric covered her collarbone and neck leaving only the

small circle of cleavage as the only skin showing, which held a golden dragon pendant. Her hair was left

down but had strips of lace braided in, flowing down her bare back meeting the dress at the waist.

Now Gwaine being Gwaine totaly forgot Leons presence by her side as he sauntered over to her, stepped

into her personal space to the point that she could smell the wine on his breath, and asked her if she was

his personal angel sent to answer his every desire. Only a quick time stop allowed her to pluck Leons

gauntlet from mid air before it could fall at Gwaines feet. Taking a half step back away from the drunk

she placed both hands on Leons arms.

"As flattering it is to inspire a dule it is not nessessary my dear knight, Sir Gwaine has been drinking and

failed to notice I am spoken for and will never make that mistake again, right Sir Gwaine?"

"Yah. Yeah mate, my bad. The lovely lady is all yours. Hey! if you still want that fight sir lucky, princess

is looking this way."

**********************************end flashback***********************************

When she came back into herself she watched her king gave his wife a kiss and stand up, giving a small

nod to the bards on the far side of the room while he walked and held out his bare hand instead of the

gloved leather his father would have worn.

"My lady, would you do , me the honor of a dance? I'm sure Sir Leon wont mind."

"My pleasure sire, shall we?"

The floor was empty of dancers and a soft melody started to play, oh god I'm going to dance with the prat.

The dance was slow and formal not intimate in any way except they were alone in the middle of the

room. As he lead the dance he started to speak softly so no one would hear over the soft music.

"Well Ambroise, how does it feel to be court magi of Camelot?" he asked as they swayed

"If I may speak plainly sire it feels no different then any other day in my life, this is what I was meant to

do."

"Meant to do? thats quite a statement and be as frank as you need to be, your my right hand now I value

your council."

"Very well sire I feel the need to explain my statment. This is why I was created, this is what I was

destined to do with my life as it was set before I came into this world."

"Well you do owe me an explanation of how you are different, but destined?"

"Arthur Pendragon, what I am about to tell you is a matter of utmost importance if any of you ememies

learned this information it would be your doom, be very careful whom you tell this to. Hear me my king,

I was not born but created by a spell cast on Balinor by the Triple Goddess herself. I am of the

Dragonlords blood but I was not born. I am a demi human, a creature of magic much like a dragon or

griffin. I was created in the image of the goddess with Balinors genitics and raised by druids all for one

single purpose. I am a gift from the goddess to you, the Once and Future King. I was created as a tool for

your use. I can be a weapon, a shield, an assassin, a teacher, a pet, a punching bag or goddess forbid your

whore. I was created to help teach, protect and guild you into uniting the kingdoms and bringing peace.

Think of me as you would your sword I am a posession, I belong to you. My life, my magic it is yours to

use as you see fit. Do you understand why no one must know? But whom you tell, if anyone, I leave at

your descression my king."

***********************************birthright************************************

Arthur was very grateful that the dance was one he had been doing his enitre life as muscle memory didn't

allow him to faulter as the beautiful woman, no creature, in his arms dropped such a tale on his head. Her

gold and deep blue eyes never once looked away from his own throughout her tale, so he knew none of

what she spoke was untrue. He wasn't sure how to react to this new imformation, she was a gift, to him,

from magic, for him to use as he saw fit. The power he had just been giving was mind blowing and he felt

like his crown carried the weight of the ages. He snapped out of his stupor when the music slowed and

clapping filled the room. Lady Ambroise took a step back and bowed, her shimmering hair falling over

her front revealing her creamy alabaster back.

"Thank you for the dance my king, by your leave?"

She then took his hand and practically dragged them both back to their seats her white cloth slippers not

making a sound. When the clapping finished he stood and addressed the room thanking everyone and

dismissing them leaving only his inner circle. Once the large doors closed behind the last noblemen did

the king flop back into his chair and remove his oh so heavy crown.

"Oh come on princess it wasn't that bad I mean besides all the stuffed up nobles hanging around it was a

good night. You got to dance with not one but 3 beautiful ladies but I can see how thats such a hard thing,

oh to be king."

"Shut it Gwaine your just jealous that Gwen, Hunith and now lady Ambroise do not wish to dance with a

drunkin fool." Percival stated over his mug of wine

"Better a fool then an uptight ninny!"

"Hey, hey! Now boys simmer down Arthur needs his friends, not children your high knights act like it

please."

Emrys had to bow her head and hide her smile as the Knights were dressed down by her mother, looking

to her right she saw Gwen doing the same, by the weave she missed this.

Casting a wordless spell she summoned a torch from the door and allowed it to hover at the center of the

table getting everyones attention.

"Umm sorry, I just felt like we needed more light. I can put it back if you wish?"

"No lady Ambroise that won't be necessary, thank you for the light."

"Your welcome my queen, now that you all know me somewhat I guess its time to tell my story, oh and

please call me Emrys I hate this lady business. It's yes my lady, right away my lady, may I lick your boots

my lady, it is annoying I was raised outside of court, my first name is fine now that I no longer have to

hide."

Seven sets of eyes staired at her like she was a ghost come back to haunt them...oh no that last rant was

too Merlin like. Oh frack, she buggered it up already, time for damage control.

"Sorry everyone I am not used to being so formal and my filters get away from me i'll try harder from

now on."

Gauis was the one to speak for the rest with a single eyebrow raised as if in warning.

"No need to be sorry Emrys, you just reminded us all of someone it had nothing to do with you."

"Your referring to Balinors son, the dragonlord and I guess my half brother are you not?"

"Yes but how did you know?"

"I was linked to my father by our magic I felt when he died. Then heard rumors that the great one was

slain by Arthur Pendragon but only a dragonlord can slay a dragon so I knew I had a half brother in

Camelot. Magic was still illegal at the time and my caretaker would not allow the risk of seeking him out

and considering the tournament I assumed he was killed or he would he your court magi no?"

"Actually thats pretty accurate Emrys, you should be aware that you look very much like him."

" Yes, now what did you mean you needed to hide you name?"

"Oh well Emrys is a name well known in magic communities for the tournament I wanted people to fight

me without knowing my name so no one would throw the fight out of fear or respect. I wanted to win by

skill a not my name."

"I can understand that I once did the same thing. I do believe you owe us a story Emrys its not polite to

keep your king waiting."

"Well its also not polite to think that because your a king your entitled. Beware your pride and ego Arthur

it may bring about your downfall and besides a good tale is not rushed."

There we go. More answered questions next chapter

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