YOUR SECRET'S SAFE WITH ME.
TITLE: Your secret's safe with me
AUTHOR: owensheart
CHARACTERS: Arthur, Merlin
RATING: R
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, more's the pity.
SUMMARY: What if Arthur had woken up while Merlin was talking to the dragon instead of after the dragon had left.
Betad by my wonderful hubby
YOUR SECRET’S SAFE WITH ME
When Arthur awoke, it was to the sound of someone chanting in a strange language, one that he had never heard before.
“Dragon! Nandoe lekai? Kayimiss epsipass…”
Arthur shook his head, trying to clear it. He blinked trying to focus on the person standing so close to the dragon without any fear, and speaking to it.
“Imalaha? Krat, Kratosta hoboar…”
And what’s more, the dragon seemed to understand and respond. The person’s words became softer then, almost soothing.
”Keriss, krateskyo, meta sentende diveress, kaah, kreisass.”
The dragon bowed his head and slowly lowered itself onto its haunches. The moonlight, shadowed by the dragons great bulk, shone on the mans face and Arthur’s eyes widened in shock. Merlin…. Arthur shook his head in disbelief. How was it even possible that clumsy, inept Merlin was standing there talking to the dragon. And the dragon was talking back.
“I am the last of my kind Merlin; do not make me responsible for the death of my noble breed.”
As Arthur watched, Merlin thrust the spear at the dragon, but did not pierce its skin.
“Go!” Merlin yelled “leave now! If you ever attack Camelot again, I will kill you!” Merlin dropped the spear, “I have shown you mercy, now you must do the same to others”
And that was so like Merlin, Arthur thought as he watched the scene in front of him, Merlin hated to kill anything, even a great fire breathing dragon that had tormented Camelot for days. Yet Merlin was mercifully letting it go.
Arthur watched as the dragon beat its great wings and soared upwards into the sky, disappearing from sight.
Arthur pulled himself to his feet, eyes fixed on Merlin “You can talk to dragons” Arthur breathed.
Merlin spun around to find Arthur’s eyes locked on him. Arthur had seen, had seen everything. “Arthur I…”
“You’re a dragon lord.” Arthur walked towards Merlin. “Why didn’t you tell me, you could have saved us that trip, you could have saved Camelot a lot of suffering.” he was now right in front of Merlin.
“I didn’t know I was one then.” Merlin yelped. Fear evident in his eyes now.
“Don’t lie to me Merlin! Dragon lords are born not made!” Arthur leaned forward, “A dragon lords power is passed down from father to son.” Arthur’s eyes were hard and angry “you told me you didn’t know your father.”
“I didn’t, until yesterday.” Merlin said softly, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Arthur threw his hands up in anger “What do mean you didn’t know until yesterday!” Arthur yelled, incredulously, “ What, you just happened to find out while we were traipsing all over the country side trying to find This Balinor person, the last of the dragon lords and y…..” Arthur stopped mid rant as the tears that Merlin was trying so hard to keep back started to slide down his face.
Suddenly it all started to make sense; they had only met Balinor yesterday when he had helped heal Arthur. Merlin kneeling next to the fallen dragon lord, crying like that. Arthur’s eyes softened as he regarded Merlin standing there with his head bowed, looking so forlorn that Arthur just wanted to gather him up in his arms and hug him.
“Balinor.” Arthur said softly “he was your father, wasn’t he? That’s why you only knew now that you’re a dragon lord.” Arthur stopped speaking seeing how upset Merlin had become.
Merlin nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
“Oh Merlin…” Arthur sighed, “You let me stand there and tell you that no man is worth you tears..” Stepping forward, Arthur placed a hand on Merlin’s shoulder. “I’m sorry”
Merlin nodded again, wiped his eyes on his sleeve. “What are you gong to do now”
Arthur sighed “now..” he put his hands on his hips, “ we are going to carry on as normal, you will come to work each morning and do your duty by your prince, and I will berate you and generally act like the prattish, spoiled prince that you claim I am.” Arthur gave Merlin a genuine smile.
Merlin looked up at Arthur, his mouth made a perfect O of surprise. “You’re…not going to say anything?” Merlin asked.
Arthur shook his head, “your secret is safe with me.” He jerked his head in the direction of Camelot. “come on, we had better get back so I can inform my father that I have not been burned to a Cinder after all.” With that Arthur turned and walked off, leaving Merlin to catch him up.
Arthur smiled to himself, he knew there was something else Merlin wasn’t telling him, and he was pretty sure he know what that was. He wouldn’t confront Merlin with it though; he would wait for Merlin to tell him when he was ready. And when he finally did, Arthur would keep that secret as well.
The end.
AUTHOR: owensheart
CHARACTERS: Arthur, Merlin
RATING: R
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, more's the pity.
SUMMARY: What if Arthur had woken up while Merlin was talking to the dragon instead of after the dragon had left.
Betad by my wonderful hubby
YOUR SECRET’S SAFE WITH ME
When Arthur awoke, it was to the sound of someone chanting in a strange language, one that he had never heard before.
“Dragon! Nandoe lekai? Kayimiss epsipass…”
Arthur shook his head, trying to clear it. He blinked trying to focus on the person standing so close to the dragon without any fear, and speaking to it.
“Imalaha? Krat, Kratosta hoboar…”
And what’s more, the dragon seemed to understand and respond. The person’s words became softer then, almost soothing.
”Keriss, krateskyo, meta sentende diveress, kaah, kreisass.”
The dragon bowed his head and slowly lowered itself onto its haunches. The moonlight, shadowed by the dragons great bulk, shone on the mans face and Arthur’s eyes widened in shock. Merlin…. Arthur shook his head in disbelief. How was it even possible that clumsy, inept Merlin was standing there talking to the dragon. And the dragon was talking back.
“I am the last of my kind Merlin; do not make me responsible for the death of my noble breed.”
As Arthur watched, Merlin thrust the spear at the dragon, but did not pierce its skin.
“Go!” Merlin yelled “leave now! If you ever attack Camelot again, I will kill you!” Merlin dropped the spear, “I have shown you mercy, now you must do the same to others”
And that was so like Merlin, Arthur thought as he watched the scene in front of him, Merlin hated to kill anything, even a great fire breathing dragon that had tormented Camelot for days. Yet Merlin was mercifully letting it go.
Arthur watched as the dragon beat its great wings and soared upwards into the sky, disappearing from sight.
Arthur pulled himself to his feet, eyes fixed on Merlin “You can talk to dragons” Arthur breathed.
Merlin spun around to find Arthur’s eyes locked on him. Arthur had seen, had seen everything. “Arthur I…”
“You’re a dragon lord.” Arthur walked towards Merlin. “Why didn’t you tell me, you could have saved us that trip, you could have saved Camelot a lot of suffering.” he was now right in front of Merlin.
“I didn’t know I was one then.” Merlin yelped. Fear evident in his eyes now.
“Don’t lie to me Merlin! Dragon lords are born not made!” Arthur leaned forward, “A dragon lords power is passed down from father to son.” Arthur’s eyes were hard and angry “you told me you didn’t know your father.”
“I didn’t, until yesterday.” Merlin said softly, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Arthur threw his hands up in anger “What do mean you didn’t know until yesterday!” Arthur yelled, incredulously, “ What, you just happened to find out while we were traipsing all over the country side trying to find This Balinor person, the last of the dragon lords and y…..” Arthur stopped mid rant as the tears that Merlin was trying so hard to keep back started to slide down his face.
Suddenly it all started to make sense; they had only met Balinor yesterday when he had helped heal Arthur. Merlin kneeling next to the fallen dragon lord, crying like that. Arthur’s eyes softened as he regarded Merlin standing there with his head bowed, looking so forlorn that Arthur just wanted to gather him up in his arms and hug him.
“Balinor.” Arthur said softly “he was your father, wasn’t he? That’s why you only knew now that you’re a dragon lord.” Arthur stopped speaking seeing how upset Merlin had become.
Merlin nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
“Oh Merlin…” Arthur sighed, “You let me stand there and tell you that no man is worth you tears..” Stepping forward, Arthur placed a hand on Merlin’s shoulder. “I’m sorry”
Merlin nodded again, wiped his eyes on his sleeve. “What are you gong to do now”
Arthur sighed “now..” he put his hands on his hips, “ we are going to carry on as normal, you will come to work each morning and do your duty by your prince, and I will berate you and generally act like the prattish, spoiled prince that you claim I am.” Arthur gave Merlin a genuine smile.
Merlin looked up at Arthur, his mouth made a perfect O of surprise. “You’re…not going to say anything?” Merlin asked.
Arthur shook his head, “your secret is safe with me.” He jerked his head in the direction of Camelot. “come on, we had better get back so I can inform my father that I have not been burned to a Cinder after all.” With that Arthur turned and walked off, leaving Merlin to catch him up.
Arthur smiled to himself, he knew there was something else Merlin wasn’t telling him, and he was pretty sure he know what that was. He wouldn’t confront Merlin with it though; he would wait for Merlin to tell him when he was ready. And when he finally did, Arthur would keep that secret as well.
The end.