A/N: I've gotten a fair few of requests for me to do a second chapter to this oneshot.First off, this is gonna be a semi short one. Second, I'm not sure how often I'll write in this, or even if I'll do many chapters in it. Who knows, I may change my mind, I might just stop at this chapter.

snoke voice* we shall see. We shall see.

Merlin was trudging through the woods. Again.

He had left to see Kilgarrah again for another piece of his riddled wisdom. There had been a rampaging monster running through the borders and, as always, Morgana was suspected.

He reached their clearing, and waited patiently for the dragon.

"Young Merlin. What is it you require this time?"

After he had finished questioning his infuriating friend, he set off to find the monster. It was, of course, Morgana's work, and, of course, as his luck had it, it was most powerful at night.

Not as though he had any other choice, he couldn't just waltz out in the middle of serving Arthur and fight it. He also couldn't waltz. The waltz hadn't even been invented yet.

Kilgarrah touched his mind through the already great distance between them.

'Be careful young warlock. I suggest you have an ally with you.'

'Who? You?' He responded sarcastically.

Vauge amusement drifted from the Dragon's end of the link. 'Because the servant of the Prince and a 'dead' dragon would look completely normal to any onlookers.'

Merlin smiled, and severed the link, heading into the dark.

The next morning, the prince in question was storming through the halls, searching for Merlin. His search ended when he turned a corner and he and his manservant ran into each other, sending Merlin sprawling onto his back.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Arthur demanded.

"I over slept."

Arthur sighed and rolled his eyes in frustration.

"Can you ever learn to get up on time?!"

Merlin clumsily climbed onto his feet again. "Well at least you managed to get up without me having to fling the drapes open. We're making progress I see." Merlin quipped.

The two headed back off to the prince's room. Through their usual banter and sarcasm, Arthur managed to fail in noticing that Merlin was every so slightly favoring his right foot, and flinched when his left arm was touched near his shoulder.

Merlin spent the whole day praying to the white goddess that nothing would attack Arthur. In his current condition, he wasn't sure if he could manage to properly protect him.

A/N: again, don't expect more to this. I may add more, I may not. Also I apologize for the fact that I haven't been writing much here. I just don't have much motivation, or ideas for Merlin right now. I also will eventually get around to adding more to more aus of episodes. It will just take me some time. If you want me to do a certain episode, you can suggest it, but it will have to be in season 1 or two, as that is what I currently have. Also be specific if you did suggest, and make sure you specify if you want me to continue the slave idea, cuz if you dont, i may or may not do it. So basically, I will get to it and I am open to suggestions, so long as you are specific.