Okay, I think I might cry! This is it, done over with…

I'm so sorry about how long it's taken, I know I deserve ... something... anyway, A levels are hard work, so I haven't just been abandoning this, I've been trying when I could and when inspiration hit of course.

Thank you to EVERYONE who reviewed, favourited and/or put this on your alert, I love you all :D sorry emotional moment

By the way, I've noticed that series 3 has practically destroyed part of this plot, so it never happened okay?

Series 3 is the best one yet! Episode 3! Ah, funniest episode ever! I won't give anything away in case anyone hasn't seen it :)

Okay, so here it is; the epilogue…

Epilogue

5 years passed and the kingdom of Camelot flourished. The wedding of Merlin and Morgana was one of the greatest celebrations Camelot had ever seen, it was indeed a happy day for everyone, especially the couple who were now bound, heart and soul. Though no one noticed the quietness of Prince Arthur, no one saw the way his smile's never reached his eyes, or the lingering glances he shared with Guinevere. His brother did, Merlin watched and at that moment made a wish, he wished for his brother to be happy, in the end.

Though after five years something happened which changed the lives of all, forever. It started out as a normal day, there was no sun, only clouds and perhaps they knew what was to happen.

It was the day Prince Arthur went to speak with his father. The blonde noticed how his father grimaced when he walked.

"Are you well sire? Should I send for Gaius?"

Uther looked at his eldest son and tried to smile "No, I'm fine,"

"My Lord I must protest," Arthur stepped forward when the old King stumbled and caught him "You are unwell,"

"No I'm not," Said Uther softly and sighed "I had hoped you would not notice," he looked up at the crown prince "I am dying Arthur…"

Arthur stepped back and shook his head "No, you can't be, I- Camelot needs you!"

The king shook his head "This kingdom does not need me, it is ready for a new king,"

Arthur blinked rapidly "H-how long have you got?" his voice broke

Uther looked away from the prince as he answered, his voice almost inaudible "A month at most, Gaius says,"

Arthur gaped "A month!"

He was halted by saying anymore as a guard entered and announced "Prince Merlin, My Lord,"

"Let him in," Said the king "He should know as well…" He lowered his voice so only Arthur heard him.

Merlin walked into the room, the past five years had treated him well, his hair had grown longer, though not long enough to hide his ears; Morgana liked them apparently. His stature was now that of royalty, though he had retained his 'idiotic smile' as Arthur had affectionately termed it. He also remained a friend to the people, the king wasn't completely happy about this although he grudgingly allowed it, especially seeing as Arthur was friendly to the towns people also.

Merlin had become a great prince for the kingdom; he was a stark contrast to Arthur and was thoughtful and compassionate, whereas Arthur was impulsive and fiery, though both shared the kind heart Queen Igraine was said to posses.

There had been a few times where Uther had asked Arthur why he did not marry, though Arthur said he had found no-one. Each time Merlin saw how when the king's attention faded Arthur's eyes went to behind Morgana, where the young warlock knew Guinevere was stood, serving her mistress.

Merlin had never revealed his magic to his father or brother, Uther could not break the ideals he had been following for over two decades, even for his son, and Arthur was not ready to accept magic, and to hear about Merlin. So Merlin waited until the time was right.

"Father, Arthur," the raven haired man bowed to his father and acknowledged his brother with a nod.

"Merlin," said Uther, with a grimace

The younger prince of Camelot was a little more observant then his elder brother and so Merlin noticed immediately that not all was well.

"Father, there is something wrong," he said, his blue eyes intense as he searched the king's lined face.

It was not a question, it was a statement, Merlin always seemed to sense how people were feeling, it was a gift he possessed. If something was wrong, Merlin would know.

"I am dying Merlin, I have a month at the most to live," Uther got straight to the point, he had put off telling them too long.

Merlin looked devastated, sure Uther wasn't the best father, but he was still his father and Merlin was grieved to hear the news. Merlin closed his eyes and a tear fell down his pale skin. The blonde prince embraced his brother as they both shed tears. Uther, in a very un-Uther-ish manner, embraced both his sons tightly.

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A month passed too soon, and soon everyone knew of their king's condition. Uther was confined to his bed by Gaius and the kingdom could only watch in horror as the fierce man they knew declined.

Merlin, Arthur and Morgana were almost constantly at his bedside, though Arthur, with the help of Merlin, took over the running of Camelot. They were doing well despite the circumstances though during a late council meeting one night the brothers were summoned to their father's chambers by Gaius.

"Father?" they called in unison upon entrance

"I am here my sons," Uther smiled weakly from his bed, assuaging their unspoken fear that he had passed already.

The king tried to smile "I have been informed by Gaius that tonight is my last,"

Neither man could speak, they had known it was coming, but they still couldn't accept it.

"Where is Morgana?" The king asked, looking for her

"I will send for her," Merlin said, knowing how he cared for his ward, and daughter-in-law.

Later that night there were five around Uther's death bed, Merlin; Arthur; Morgana; Gaius and Gwen, who was helping Gaius. Merlin sat next to Morgana, staring at the golden thread in the king's coverlet. He knew it was now or never to tell his father what he really was.

"Father…" He said softly

Uther turned his head slowly and faced him.

"I, have to tell you something…" He swallowed and felt Morgana's hand push its way into his and squeeze lightly, he squeezed back and continued.

"I, I am a S-sorcerer," he forced the word from his mouth and closed his eyes, not wanting to see the hatred in those of the king.

"And a Dragon Lord…" The voice of his brother made his eyes fly open and stare in shock.

"What did you say?" he whispered

"O come now Merlin, give me a little credit," Arthur sounded amused "I knew I couldn't have killed the Dragon and you were standing up and I heard you forcing it away…"

Merlin stared for a moment before looking fearfully at the dying king Uther reached up and placed an emaciated hand on Merlin's cheek

"My son," His voice could barely be heard "I - forgive you…"

The hand dropped, but the king was not dead, just failing.

"My Lord, I must confess as well," Morgana said softly "I am a seer…"

Uther stared before looking at Arthur "Well, I suppose you have something to tell me also?"

Arthur nodded and murmured "I love Guinevere…"

Uther looked exasperated "Doesn't anyone have good news?"

Morgana caught Merlin's eye and they smiled together "Actually sire, yes we do," said Morgana, beaming through her tears

"Morgana is with child," Merlin finished, wrapping an arm around his wife, his face wet also, as were Arthur's and even Gaius. Gwen was not crying though had a steadying hand on Arthur's shoulder, which he covered with one of his own.

"Congratulations," Said Arthur, Gwen and Gaius all at once

Uther half smiled before closing his eyes a final time. The king was dead.

The funeral was the next day, as was the crowning of Arthur. While the smoke from the king's funeral pyre curled upward in the air Geoffrey of Monmouth placed the crown on Arthur's golden hair, proclaiming him king.

Arthur's rein was a long and happy one for all, a golden age. Guinevere became his queen and Merlin and Morgana were recognised for their gifts. Magic was brought back into the kingdom and people did not fear or hate it.

Though there were things that changed the legend. While joined to Merlin, Morgana did not pursue the path of evil. And when King Arthur rode out to meet Mordred's army at Camlam, Merlin and Morgana rode by his side.

Mordred and Morgause never stood a chance …

The End.

Okay, so, this is it… Sorry about the ages wait but I hardly have time to write anymore with school. Luckily, today it shut because of snow so I decided to write this :-) It is Camlam isn't it? If it isn't could someone please tell me where the battle actually was. As for Lancelot, let's pretend he ... fell off a cliff, yeah I don't like him, sorry for those who do...

I'm sorry it's really short but that's kind of, the end and I wasn't sure how to make it longer so, here it is

Is it okay-ish enough to get a tiny little few worded review?

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