OK people this is it. The last chapter of the story. Thanks for the reviews on the last one. And I hope you guys like the ending. I really enjoyed writing it, so… yeah.
…Six months later…
Uther stared out the window of his room watching the sun rise up over the horizon. Much had happened in the time that had passed, all of which he wished to discuss with his son, who he missed dearly.
It had been six months since Arthur had left Camelot, and now on the eve of Arthur's twenty second birthday… he would see him once more.
As Uther looked down towards the castle gates, he could see a cloaked figure riding through.
He ran down to the yard and greeted the horseman has he bought down his cloak.
"Arthur!" Uther exclaimed, bringing him into a bone-crushing hug.
"It's good to see you again father," Arthur replied. A few knights gathered around Arthur, which gave Uther time to study his son's face.
He did not look much different, except that his time in the sun during the summer had cooked his skin to a rich golden brown, which made his bright blue eyes more dominant than before. His hair had grown also, now hanging just below his ears. He also had a small scar just about his right eye, which he would have to ask him about later.
"How was your time away?"
"Very pleasant," Arthur said, "Although it was not as… productive as we would have hoped." Uther looked at the knights and then at Arthur.
"Meaning you did not catch the sorcerer I set you out to find."
"He was very discreet father. I lost sight of him multiple times. Once I was sure he crossed the border into Cedric's kingdom, I considered him dead to us."
"Indeed, we don't need a war starting now do we?" Uther smiled.
"Of course not." The knights nodded in agreement.
"So, I understand that you know why you have come back today Arthur."
"Yes, tonight before the feast?"
"And then after that…"
"I will wake up king," Arthur said softly. Uther put his hand on his son's shoulder.
"Are you sure that you are ready for this?"
"Someone told me I was born ready," Arthur said with a smile.
"Well, he must be very wise then," Uther replied. Arthur silently agreed.
"Shall I be going to my chambers then?"
"Of course, they have not been changed since you left," Uther said. Arthur nodded before walking up with his father towards the palace.
As Arthur passed through the doors of his chambers, he felt surprised he had forgotten how it felt to live at Camelot. He had been away for almost six months now, which was the most time he had spent away from home. He sighed and flopped onto his bed. He braced himself, waiting for his idiot manservant to burst through the door, babbling on about some lame excuse for his lateness. But the room remained silent.
Arthur shook his head. Merlin was no longer in Camelot. He was banished, far away from this kingdom. But he was never banished from him.
During their time in Ealdor, he and Merlin had become closer than ever. They had lived simply in each other company well… along with his mother, who had liked the idea of their relationship very much.
"I knew it," Arthur remembers her saying, "that there was something between you. Didn't I say that Merlin?"
"Yes mother," Merlin had replied rolling his eyes.
They had spent numerous days out in the fields, out by the lake or simply by the fire talking. Arthur had learnt more about Merlin than he had ever thought, and although he did not know everything, he felt like he had known him all of his life. He had told Merlin things that he had never told anyone, cried in his arms, and laughed with him to tears. He even met Merlin's goat, whom he greeted with a laugh.
When Arthur had told Merlin that he had to go back to Camelot, Merlin was highly distraught.
"Arthur, you can't go back there, your father will have your head."
"Merlin, I need to see him."
"But why? And why now, you birthday is in a couple of days as well. Do you really want to die on your birthday?"
"Merlin, my father is not going to kill me," Arthur had said.
"You are the prince of Camelot and you ran off with a sorcerer, surely that means certain death," Merlin replied. Arthur sighed and took him into his arms.
"I will be fine. I promise."
Arthur wondered what he was doing now. He had kept what his father had told him that night a secret from Merlin all this time. He felt guilty for doing it, but he knew it was the only way.
"Sire," a knock from the door mumbled.
"Come in," Arthur said. Gwen slowly walked through the door.
"Arthur! It's so good to see you," she said, pulling him into a hug.
"Me too, Guinevere."
"How have you been?"
"Wonderful," Arthur said.
"I heard you went out to catch a master sorcerer. Did you… have any luck?"
"Unfortunately, the sorcerer crossed the border so there was nothing that I could do after that."
"Oh," was all that Gwen said.
"Have you heard from Merlin?" She said quickly. Arthur put on a serious face.
"No, I haven't. I was going to go past Ealdor, but I did not know if he would have liked to see me."
"I'm sure that he would have," Gwen said, "You are the strongest memory that he had of this place. This was Merlin's home. You father shouldn't have banished him."
"Would you rather Merlin had died?"
"I would have liked your father to see sense," she said.
Trust me, Arthur thought, he had seen more sense in that day than his entire life.
"There was nothing I could do," he said simply. There was a long silence between them before Gwen spoke.
"Well… I should probably go."
"Oh yeah, um… are you still working here?"
"Yeah physician's apprentice," she said.
"Oh alright." It must have broken father's heart to hire a new one.
"I'll see you later I guess Arthur."
"Goodbye Guinevere," Arthur called as she walked out the door.
Arthur flopped back on the bed. Breakfast should be here soon, and he had a big day ahead of him.
"Today," Uther said, "is a very special occasion. It marks the beginning of a new era, of new ideas, and of new leadership. Today we celebrate the coronation, of the Crown Prince Arthur Pendragon, on the day in which the tradition says, the eve of his twenty second birthday."
Uther walked over to a servant and took the royal sceptre, walking back over to Arthur, who was kneeling on the ground. He placed it out in front of him.
"Do you Arthur Pendragon, son of Uther Pendragon, vow to protect Camelot with all harm, with strength, courage, and determination?"
"I do," Arthur responded, taking the sceptre. Uther took the royal pendant.
"Do you Arthur Pendragon, son of Uther Pendragon, vow to guide Camelot with compassion, justice, and a kind heart, caring for the needs of the people?"
Uther slowly picked up the crown. There was complete silence in the room.
"Do you, Arthur Pendragon, son of Uther Pendragon, vow to pledge an alliance with Camelot as long as you shall live? To treat her like your own mother, with respect and loyalty so that it shall continue to prosper and grow? Do you vow to lead Camelot in the way that your forefathers did, with righteousness and wisdom?"
"I do," Arthur said.
Uther walked up to Arthur, holding the crown over Arthur's head.
"Then, I, Uther Pendragon, past leader of this kingdom, pass on this honour to you. I now pronounce you, King Arthur Pendragon of Camelot."
Uther placed the crown on Arthur's head and Arthur stood up, greeted by applause and cheering.
"All hail King Arthur," the knights cheered. Arthur smiled and he felt his father's hand on his shoulder.
"I'm proud of you son," Uther whispered.
"Thanks father," Arthur replied, and they turned back to the people in front of them with warm smiles.
Arthur woke the next morning to an extremely bright sun. He squinted has he sat up in his bed. It already looked like it was near lunch time. He rubbed his eyes ready to start his day, when he realised. It was his birthday… which meant- he was king.
Holy shit he was king. Arthur jumped out of bed and began to pace. It finally happened. Everything I have been working towards, my destiny… just happened. Arthur could not explain the excitement that he had inside of him.
He was the real leader of his people now. He was…
His head was spinning. He was thinking of all the things he could do. All the…
Arthur stopped himself, and became serious. He quickly got dressed and walked out the room. There was something very important that he had to do first.
He ran down towards the stables and rode out a few minutes from Camelot.
Uther walked down the steps just as two horses came galloping through the door.
"Arthur what are you doing?" Arthur got off his horse.
"Something I should have done a long time ago," he said and walked over to stand near the cloaked figure who had ridden in on the horse beside Arthur. The cloaked figure revealed himself as Merlin. Uther tensed.
"What is he doing here?" Uther demanded, "I banished him from this kingdom on penalty of death. He was never to come back here. Knights seize him!"
"Stop!" Arthur called and the knights halted.
"Arthur, what are you doing?"
"Merlin is no longer banished."
"What? Did you hear what I just said?"
"Yes I did father. I also remember what you said on the day of his banishment, that if he comes back in your rein, then he will die. I am king now. He is no longer banished."
"Arthur this is insane, he is a sorcerer."
"And the man that I love," Arthur proclaimed. There were a few gasps from the people who had gathered in the square. Uther said nothing.
"I think we should discuss this inside," he said finally, "bring the boy." Uther turned around and walked up the stairs back into the palace. Arthur grabbed Merlin's arm.
"I told he was going to kill you."
"Shut up Merlin," Arthur said as he opened the doors.
Arthur and Merlin walked into the court hall where they found Uther waiting for them.
"Leave us," he addressed the guards who closed the door behind them.
Silence passed between the three men for a while, before a smile grew widely on Uther's face.
"Arthur! You were brilliant!" Uther said pulling his son into a hug.
"And you too, very convincing."
"Um…" Merlin started, "am I missing something here?"
"Merlin," Uther said, "You are pretty much missing everything."
"I don't understand."
"Father tricked the entire kingdom," Arthur said.
"I told everyone Arthur was going out after a powerful sorcerer when he left with you," Uther said, "I asked him to come back and become king so that when he showed up with you and I told you to leave, I could do nothing. You have your home back Merlin."
"You… did this for me," Merlin said, almost in tears. He looked at Arthur.
"Don't look at me. It was father's idea." Merlin turned to Uther.
"Thank you," he sobbed, "thank you so much."
"You deserve to be together," Uther said, "I would not sit back and watch my son make the same mistake that I made."
"But it didn't turn out so bad in the end."
Everyone turned around to see Gaius with a walking stick, hobbling towards them.
"GAIUS!" Arthur and Merlin screamed together and Uther smiled. Merlin ran towards him and pulled him close.
"How? How are you alive?"
"It was all thanks to a friend of yours I believe," Gaius said, "Uther knows more."
"What friend?" Uther smiled remembering…
Uther walked around outside the wall of Camelot. His son had just left him and his best friend's ceremony was only an hour away.
He did not know what to do. He felt lost. He wished he could do something.
But you already have, Uther Pendragon.
Uther looked up to see the great dragon flying towards him. He landed with a big thump.
"What are you doing here?" Uther said. "I thought you were dead."
"No, I was not killed. The young Merlin asked me to leave. He is a Dragonlord, I could not refuse him."
"Merlin is a sorcerer and a Dragonlord?"
"And you spared his life Uther. That is a great sacrifice for you. It goes against everything you believe."
"It was not a hard decision when my son was involved."
"And keeping the young warlock alive was the best thing you could have done for him." Uther nodded.
"What do you want from me?"
"I think the question you should be asking is what I can do for you." Uther was confused.
"They only thing you can give me now, is something I could never have."
"Gaius died before his time."
"He should not have died."
"No, he should not. Which is why I am going to bring him back to life." Uther looked up at the dragon in shock.
"I am a creature of the old religion, I will think of something."
"I don't know what to say," Uther said.
"I think I can give you an idea when I say thank you, for saving Merlin's life and as well as sparing mine all of those years ago, even though I was imprisoned."
"I'm so sorry about that."
"It is in the past."
"So… is Gaius going to be alive?"
"He will be… within the hour." Uther thought he had never felt so happy in his life.
"Thank you. Thank you so much." The dragon bowed.
"I do have one favour to ask before I go."
"What is it?" Uther said, "I will do anything after the gift you have just granted me."
"Tell Merlin good luck. And that we will meet sooner than he thinks."
"Ok, I will tell him."
"And that goes for us too Uther," the dragon said flying away, "we will meet again…"
"Kilgharrah? How did he…"
"It doesn't matter Merlin. All that matters is that I am alive," Gaius said.
"And now that I am not king anymore, I have more time to do the things that I love," Uther said.
"This is all really strange," Arthur said, "I am just going to pretend I didn't hear that entire conversation."
The other three men laughed.
Merlin strode into Arthur's chambers for the first time in a long while. Arthur was sitting at a chair by the window. He was wearing his crown.
"You look good in that," said Merlin, "I told you, you were born for this."
"Yeah and when I told my father that he called you wise."
"Uther called me wise?" Merlin said.
"Yeah well, it was the one time," Arthur assured him and Merlin smiled.
Arthur got up from his chair and pulled Merlin into a heated kiss, wrapping his arms around his waist. Merlin responded equally as eager, pulling them back towards the bed.
"I'm about to sleep with the King of Camelot," Merlin murmured into Arthur's mouth.
"It should be an honour," Arthur said back.
"Believe me, it is." Arthur smiled lying on top of him. He kissed Merlin's neck, leaving trails of kisses down and around the dark haired boy's collar bone. Merlin groaned and pulled Arthur's shirt over his head. Arthur responded by pulling off Merlin's shirt, revealing more of that irresistible, porcelain flesh.
Merlin bought him back down for a kiss running his hands up and down Arthur's back. Their legs were intertwined as though they were one. It was perfect.
Suddenly, something occurred to Merlin and he pushed Arthur off.
"Wait," He said.
"What? Did I do something wrong?" Arthur asked worried.
"No you were perfect." Arthur smiled.
"Then what is it?"
"Have you ever wondered… how we changed back that day?" Arthur opened his mouth and then closed it again. He had never actually thought about it.
"No I haven't. The spell was supposed to help us find what we were missing out on most in our live and…" He was stopped by Merlin's wide knowing grin.
"Well," Merlin said, "I guess I might have just found it."
Arthur bought his face inches from Merlin's.
"Maybe I might have too." And he pushed Merlin back into the sheets again.
Arthur was enjoying himself immensely, wanting to give Merlin everything he had. But he knew he had to save his strength…
He and his father were going fishing tomorrow. And he might just enjoy that too.
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