A/N: Once again, thank you to those who reviewed. I always am left with a smile on my face after I read them! This is the last chapter of the story. Hope you enjoy the final chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin or Arthur or any of them. The BBC does.

MERLIN

The two of them walked out of the room. Merlin was trying to hold onto the fact that Gwen had kissed him and that she didn't care that he was illegal. To him it seemed that everything was falling into place that is, until they have to face Uther. He shuttered at the thought of Uther's rage after he sees the warlock alive and he would suspect magic, without a doubt. At least he had Gaius, Arthur, Morgana, and Gwen to help him through life. He was no longer living a lie with his friends, at least and that was good enough for him.

Arthur was walking loyally at his side not saying a word. It was too soon to say that everything was completely perfect. Arthur knew this and the theory that was in both of their heads came true. Two guards walked up to the prince and bowed slightly.

"Prince Arthur, your father wishes to speak to you immediately." The first one said while eyeing Merlin suspiciously. The word of Arthur's manservant being dead must have spread faster through the kingdom than a wildfire would have.

"You think he is suspecting anything, the guard that is?" Arthur thought to Merlin.

"I don't know. I'm not a mind reader."

"Right," Arthur said to both Merlin and the guard. "I'll be there straightaway." The guards bowed again and walked off. "That was too close." Arthur said quietly.

"It wasn't as bad as Uther will be once he sees your dead servant serving you!" Merlin flashed a dorky smile.

"Come on, you idiot." Arthur teased.

They walked off in the opposite direction and headed towards the throne room. Arthur pushed the doors open to face his father. Merlin went to stand in the corner, hopefully to prevent being noticed. His plan did not work, for he felt Uther's eyes on him the whole time.

Arthur noticed this. "You wanted to speak to me, father?" he asked trying to take the attention off of Merlin.

ARTHUR

The prince was starting to get a bit anxious. He watched as Uther's mouth fell open and his eyes widen. "Father?" he asked.

"Arthur, what is the meaning of this?" Uther was clearly outraged.

"I brought my servant. It's not a big deal." Arthur said trying to brush the fact of Merlin living from his father's stubborn mind.

"You told me he was dead!"

"He… I… He's back."

"Guards!" the king said loudly. Two guards came to restrain the innocent looking servant. Merlin didn't put up a fight, possibly for good reason.

"What are you doing?" Arthur walked over to the restrained Merlin. He was starting to get the sense of déjà vu. "I can't allow this to happen."

"He's a sorcerer. How else could he have come back to life?" Uther stood up from his chair and walked down to his son.

Arthur looked from his father to Merlin and back again. "I saved him, that's how. It was the least I could do after he saved my life!" He argued, hoping he hadn't said too much. "Besides, Merlin's my servant. I would know if he was a sorcerer, but he's not. He couldn't even tell one side of a sword from the other." Arthur added. "No offence, Merlin."

"None taken." He said with a small smile. "Prat"

"That's a very nice thing to say to someone who is trying to save your ass, here." Arthur thought back to him.

Uther shook his head. "Release him." he said lazily. The king turned back to Arthur. "We will talk later." He said harshly before returning to his throne and Uther whisked the two boys away.

"Thanks for that." Merlin said as they walked towards the dungeons.

Arthur nodded awkwardly. He never did take compliments very well. Once they reached the gate Arthur remembered something. "Merlin, it is pitch-black down there."

Merlin chuckled and grabbed an unlit torch. His eyes flashed gold and the fire illuminated the tunnel. "Does that work for you?"

"Yeah, that's good."

Merlin led the way until they got to the opening where the dragon was. "Hello?" Merlin shouted to the darkness.

The great dragon swooped in and came to rest on the rock. "Why it's the young warlock and the young Pendragon."

"Why did you call us?" Arthur asked very prince-like.

"Magic has simply been flourishing in the kingdom every since Merlin has come back to life!" the dragon said happily. Arthur flashed a look at the warlock standing next to him. Merlin smiled, a bit embarrassed.

"My father wouldn't like the sound of that." Arthur said quietly.

"Your father can never find out!" the dragon raged at the raged. "If he does, then both of you will be in grave danger."

"I trust him with my life. Uther will never find out." Merlin snapped. Arthur gave him a wholehearted smile.

"Indeed." The dragon said his voice full of doubt.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Arthur asked.

"Sooner or later Uther will pressure you into telling him about Merlin. Then you both will fall because of your mistake." The dragon yelled.

"I just saved his life! I wouldn't even dream of telling my father." Arthur barked. This dragon was really getting on his nerves. He resisted the urge to pull out his sword and just slay it right here and right now.

"Would you both shut up?" Merlin yelled. They stared at the warlock. "I trust Arthur with my life and he would never tell Uther. End of story!"

"Very well, if you're willing to risk your destiny it's up to you." The dragon concluded and flew off. Arthur turned to look at his servant. Merlin shrugged.

"He's always had a bad temper."

Back in Merlin's chambers they sat and talked. Arthur asked where Merlin had kept his magic book and when Merlin showed him, he simply laughed. There was one question he told himself to ask Merlin once he was back.

"How many times did you save everyone without even getting credit for it?" he asked truly curious.

Merlin looked up at the ceiling, not really wanting to answer. "Well, there was that time in Ealdor…" Merlin tried to explain all of those heroic times, but it was obvious that he was still being modest. Turns out that Arthur owed Merlin more than he had originally thought.

One thing he realized was that magic wasn't all bad, especially if Merlin had something to do with it. Arthur had been raised to think that magic had to evil. Now, everything he had been taught was simply a lie. He might even return magic to Camelot once he was king.

There was a knock at the door and Merlin got up to answer it. Gwen walked in the room fiddling with the hems of her sleeves.

"I was just wondering if either of you knew where Gaius was? Morgana needs more potion." She said nervously, but she never took her eyes off of Merlin.

"I haven't seen him." Arthur said.

"Me neither."

"Oh, I'm sorry I bothered you." Gwen bowed her head and walked out into the main room.

MERLIN

Merlin wasted no time and bolted out to go catch Gwen. "Hey, uh, I can get it for you." He gave her a smile. She returned the smile and took his hand into hers. Merlin scanned the room with his eyes until they fell on a small bottle in the middle of Gaius' work bench. His eyes flashed gold and the bottle flew over to the couple. "For you." He handed it to her.

"Thank you." Gwen took it gracefully and placed it in her pocket. She looked back up into Merlin's big, blue eyes and he bent down so their lips could touch.

"Do you two have to do that?" Arthur said from the door. His harms were crossed and a big smile on his face.

Gwen's cheeks burned bright red, but Merlin took action. With another flash of gold the door slammed in Arthur's face.

"Merlin!" the prince shouted from the other room. "Your magic is really starting to annoy me!"

A/N: Well that's it. I thought that that was a good ending for the story. I am working on a sequel, but ideas are very welcome! Please review, it would be much appreciated! Review!!!