Dragoon was sitting besides Uther, with Arthur on the other side. He was preparing himself for the healing spell. If this succeeds, people with magic will be free once again. Well after Arthur becomes king, but still. He had to accomplish this. Dragoon was about to start the healing chanting when he noticed something around the kings neck. "What is this?" he asked curiously, taking hold of the leather cord and pulling out a pendant. He looked at it. "This is a magical pendant," he said seriously, "It seems like it would cancel all healing done on the king." He knew who would do something like this, but he couldn't think about it right now. They didn't have much time. He started the chanting and successfully healed Uther.

Few months after Dragoon's healing, Uther passed away peacefully in his sleep. Arthur was crowned the king. And he didn't forget his promise to the man, who healed his father with magic. Slowly he started to prepare everything for the change in the laws. He had to make sure that he was doing the right thing.

Few weeks after his crowning, Dragoon came to the throne room, which was full of Knights and Noble men. Everyone was watching him warily. "Your Majesty," Dragoon said seriously, "I came to ask, if you are man, who keeps his word." Arthur didn't hesitate. In a loud, serious tone he declared the magic legal again.

Dragoon smiled slightly. "Thank you, Your Majesty, I can walk freely now," Dragoon was grateful, "Thank you…" Then he lifted a small glass bottle to his lips and drank the contents. Suddenly his skin was smoothening out, his hair was shortening and darkening and in a moment, where Dragoon stood, was now standing Merlin.