[Well, he knows better than to argue with her about this. There's no winning when she's got her mind made up already.]
That's all I can ask for.
[He's silent for a moment, letting their new closeness wash over him.] So what do you think--let the others know or [grin] let them puzzle it out later? I think Arthur might suspect something already, though, after...earlier.
If Arthur suspects he may yet try to beat you up, knowing him. He used to torment every knight who looked at me - that in mind, I think you should speak to him, Merlin and -
No. There was one that attacked Camelot later. [His smile dims a little when he remember Balinor, but he shakes the melancholy feel off with the ease of practice.]
Besides, Aithusa seems pretty fond of you. I don't think she'd harm you at all.
[ She grows silent, some of her old resentment coming back. She and her guardian (father, she almost corrects herself) had a fond farewell before the end of the battle. But it is always the same with her and Uther, she forgives him from time to time and in between she is angry. She searches Merlin's face for something, explanation as to why this is a burden and she is certain it is. ]
Then he killed the dragons and those who could speak to them for having magic.
[ sounds like something Uther would do. Another moment of silence and she reaches for his hand again, entwining their fingers. ]
[Merlin studies her face, watching the emotions flickering there while his free hand traces down her cheek again.]
Hey. What he did was wrong, but what happened to the Dragonlords was years ago. Because of you and Arthur, he's begun to change his mind here. Uther deserves anger for what he's done before, but we should give him a chance if he's willing to listen now.
My father was a Dragonlord. [He finally answers it simply, quietly.] The power woke in me when he passed. So, yes. I can speak to them, but I think they're able to learn the common tongue when they're old enough.
[ He's right and even she can admit it, there is something different in Uther. He's listening at times which is already more than Morgana ever imagined he would do. You're too kind, Merlin, she wants to say, suspicion of Uther being her oldest friend but she doesn't. Instead she frowns a bit, fingers momentarily tighten over his again. ]
[ She knows what it feels like to lose a parent, she also knows what it's like not to know one. Her mother is a figure she sees only in her dreams, not someone she can recall the sight or sound of; just imagination, childish nonsense, but she thinks of her from time to time even so.
At times she wants to ask Uther about her; but she knows his answer will likely upset her and so she doesn't. She pushes away from the walls, takes half a step closer. ]
[Merlin looks down at the floor, thinking of that small, wooden dragon carving sitting on his desk.]
The knights of Camelot are brave, but they could not stand up to the dragon. My magic was no use against him either. Arthur was desperate...so we followed Gaius' directions and sought the help of the Dragonlord who had supposedly escaped Uther's purge.
[A quiet, shuddering breath. If only he'd been faster or better with his sword, his father would not have had to take that blow for him.]
We were attacked by Cenred's men on the way back to Camelot.
Cenrad? Of Essetir? But he made a peace accord with Camelot -
[ A very tentative, fragile peace that Uther would not risk breaking for the people of Ealdor, she remembers. It angered her in the past to the point when she and Gwen left Camelot to help without Uther's permission. ]
He was always known as more of a barbarian than a king.
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That's all I can ask for.
[He's silent for a moment, letting their new closeness wash over him.] So what do you think--let the others know or [grin] let them puzzle it out later? I think Arthur might suspect something already, though, after...earlier.
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[ shrug ]
Make certain to be near a door at the time.
[ .... ]
Or a window.
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This isn't exactly inspiring a lot of confidence in me, you know.
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[ she is very, very amused. ]
What is one king that is interested in preserving you since you have enough patience to be his friend?
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What if I told you I already fought a dragon?
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Besides, Aithusa seems pretty fond of you. I don't think she'd harm you at all.
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[ grinning as he mentions Aithusa. ]
I found her sleeping on my pillow once. She is quite a darling. But she seems very attached to you.
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[Oh well. Arthur already knows, so it's not like Merlin has any reason to hide.]
Have you heard of the Dragonlords?
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I never heard of the concept. What are they?
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[Then he sighs, looking away.]
They didn't survive the Great Purge either.
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[ She grows silent, some of her old resentment coming back. She and her guardian (father, she almost corrects herself) had a fond farewell before the end of the battle. But it is always the same with her and Uther, she forgives him from time to time and in between she is angry. She searches Merlin's face for something, explanation as to why this is a burden and she is certain it is. ]
Then he killed the dragons and those who could speak to them for having magic.
[ sounds like something Uther would do. Another moment of silence and she reaches for his hand again, entwining their fingers. ]
Can you? Speak to dragons?
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Hey. What he did was wrong, but what happened to the Dragonlords was years ago. Because of you and Arthur, he's begun to change his mind here. Uther deserves anger for what he's done before, but we should give him a chance if he's willing to listen now.
My father was a Dragonlord. [He finally answers it simply, quietly.] The power woke in me when he passed. So, yes. I can speak to them, but I think they're able to learn the common tongue when they're old enough.
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You never spoke of your father.
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[Again, the regret leaks into his voice.]
I only got to see him for two days before he was taken from me.
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At times she wants to ask Uther about her; but she knows his answer will likely upset her and so she doesn't. She pushes away from the walls, takes half a step closer. ]
How? What happened?
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The knights of Camelot are brave, but they could not stand up to the dragon. My magic was no use against him either. Arthur was desperate...so we followed Gaius' directions and sought the help of the Dragonlord who had supposedly escaped Uther's purge.
[A quiet, shuddering breath. If only he'd been faster or better with his sword, his father would not have had to take that blow for him.]
We were attacked by Cenred's men on the way back to Camelot.
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[ A very tentative, fragile peace that Uther would not risk breaking for the people of Ealdor, she remembers. It angered her in the past to the point when she and Gwen left Camelot to help without Uther's permission. ]
He was always known as more of a barbarian than a king.