Sorry for the long wait, but my internet broke, so I couldn't upload any thing for a while. But at last here is the next chapter for you all to read.

Merlin and Percival made their way back to Camelot with all of the wood and sticks that they had collected. When the pair arrived they could see Arthur, Gwaine and Eylan stood in the training grounds watching some new people that Percival and Merlin didn't recognise fight.

Leon was currently fighting one of these people and from what the two could see he was easily winning the fight against the less experience boy who was struggling to keep up with the Knights quick moving foot work.

"These must be the new Knights that Arthur's trying out." Percival said as he placed his lots of sticks down with the already huge stacked up piles of wood and sticks that he had been collecting earlier.

"New Knights?" Merlin asked. He had a feeling that he already knew what they were doing here, but he was sure that Percival knew more after all he had stayed in the room after Merlin had left last night.

"Yeah, he showed us loads of papers last night every single one said different things and it was more confusing than I thought it would be. He's looking for some one who can 'replace Lancelot' as he says." Percival replied being careful as to what he said to Merlin at the moment.

He knew why Merlin had left the room last night even if Arthur and the others didn't and he was more than aware that the same thing could happen again if he wasn't careful as to what he said as well.

Even though Percival knew that Arthur was never one to really think over what he said before he actually said it out loud, the knight had thought that he was just a little over the top last night with all the talk of replacing one of his and Merlin's best friends. Percival had even thought that Arthur had at least considered Lancelot to be a friend. Obviously he was wrong.

Arthur hadn't thought over any of the words that he had spoken last night and that Percival was very sure of. Arthur had obviously been paying no attention to Merlin last night in all honesty as he had never once noticed any differences and nor had he noticed that Gwaine was laying on his bed until he had looked up from his paper work.

The paper work that he had seemed more interested in than his friend.

For if Arthur had even focused on Merlin for a few moments last night he would have seen what only Percival had seen in the prince's manservant.

Not only had Arthur's words hurt Merlin last night, but they hurt him as well.

"He want find any one good enough." Merlin replied his voice bringing Percival back to the current world. Percival turned back to Merlin and took the sticks and logs of wood out of his friend's hands and added them to the pile as well while continuing his conversation with his raven haired friend.

"No Merlin your right," Percival said as he chucked the logs down on to the pile, "he won't."

It was only a little while after he had spoken that Sir Leon won and Arthur was already shouting instructions to the other Knights that stood across the grounds from him. Sir Leon swapped over with Sir Eylan and Arthur picked another want to be Knight to face him.

Merlin spent the rest of his day helping Percival out on any way that he could. Although a lot of Percival's work involved an awful lot of heavy lifting that Merlin couldn't believe was even possible to be able to complete. The reason that Percival wasn't training with the other knights was because Arthur didn't really think he needed any real form of training and the prince wanted every thing stocked up for the winter. After all he didn't want his people to freeze.

Merlin returned to Gaius's that night earlier than usual when he was working for Arthur, but Merlin guessed that today he hadn't really been working for Arthur and the Prince hadn't seemed to have missed his presence as he never once sent any one to call for him to come to Arthur. In a way he had been working for Percival all day, but he didn't really mind that.

It was more fun than he had had in ages, well since Lancelot had died that was any way.

Merlin had changed clothes, so he hopefully wouldn't get ill like Percival had said. But however hard Merlin tried to just couldn't get to sleep. So he stood from his bed and carefully set foot out of his room, Gaius's chambers and the castle.

He wasn't too far away from the castle when he was jolted out of his thoughts by a voice. A friend's voice.

"Where are you going off to now then Merlin?" Percival asked as he stepped out of the shadows that he had been hidden in.

"I-I." Merlin was unsure of whether to tell the truth to his friend or not. Telling him the truth was risky, but then not telling him the truth was just as risky. "I am going to see a friend." He replied.

"I don't think any one will be up at this time of night Merlin." Percival said as he walked over to his smaller and thinner friend.

Merlin smiled and almost started laughing slightly while Percival just looked on in confusion until Merlin spoke, "You are."

"Yeah well I couldn't sleep," Percival replied finally understanding what Merlin had found so funny, "Why are you up?"

"Couldn't sleep either." Merlin spoke. They both knew why they couldn't sleep and that was because of one person. One person that they had both known very well.

Lancelot.

"So are you coming with me or not?" Merlin asked. Percival nodded and the two began to walk at a slow pace.

"Sure where does your friend live then?"

"A little way outside of Camelot in the big clearing." Percival suddenly started to walk over towards the stables causing Merlin to look at him in question, "Where are you going?"

"We aren't going on foot Merlin." Percival replied and all Merlin could do was smile and follow his friend.

After a short ride the pair had reached the clearing, the journey made much quicker by the use of the horses. When they jumped off of their horses, Percival looked around in slight confusion. There was no house here, no people and no animals. How could Merlin possibly have a friend who lives all of the way out here?

"So where is your friend then Merlin?" Percival asked as he looked around the clearing. The pair were now stood in what seemed to be the middle of the wide open space.

"He's up there." Merlin said looking up. Percival did the same and honestly couldn't believe his eyes. That was a dragon; flying above him was a real life dragon. However he was sure that Lancelot had told him that Uther had killed all of the dragons, every last one of them.

So how was this one alive and free?

As the dragon landed in front of them, Percival drew his sword only to have Merlin pull it out of his hands grip and on to the grass covered ground that lay beneath their feet,

"Merlin I-" Percival started but Merlin quickly interrupted him.

"It's alright. Kilgarrah won't hurt us you don't need the sword." Why did Merlin call the dragon by a name? Percival had always thought that a dragon was called a dragon, but obviously he was wrong, they obviously did have names. After all Merlin had just called this one by a name.

"Hello friend." Merlin spoke, but this time to the dragon. Choosing now to call it by the term of friend. Percival wasn't one who knew much about dragons, but he did know that for Merlin to cal this one friend meant that he had known the creature for some time.

Merlin seemed to be right the beast wouldn't hurt them.

"Hello, young Warlock." The dragon replied. Warlock, now wasn't that a term for some one who practised magic? Although Percival wouldn't be surprised if it was true. The dragon turned to face him, "Tell me who your friend is?" He asked before turning back to Merlin.

"Kilgarrah, this is Percival, he was a friend of-" Merlin wasn't able to finish though.

"Lancelot, yes I know," At these words the Dragon looked almost sorry, bowing its head down slightly to Merlin, "I told you that Lancelot was a good friend when I met him." Wait Lancelot had met this dragon with Merlin before?

"Yeah you did," Merlin replied sadly, "I wish he was here now." It was Merlin and Percival's wish and it had been ever since the former knight's death.

"Oh, but he can be." Kilgarrah's voice spread through the air that surrounded them causing both, knight and warlock, to look at the dragon in complete silence filled with focus and hope.

"How?" It was Percival who spoke now taking a few steps close to the dragon who's head was still close to Merlin and which was now close to him to, "Please tell us how."

Percival and Merlin could see a small smile forming on the dragon's lips. It wasn't a smile that Merlin recognised as the dragons though. It wasn't Kilgarrah's look of sadness, but nor was it that smirk of his that he always put on when he gave the warlock some e form of riddle. Not that that happened all that much any more.

"What is it?" Merlin asked curious, "How do we find Lancelot?"

"It is not finding him that is the hard part of your journey young warlock; it is, but the rescuing that will prove to be difficult."

"How so?" Percival asked intrigued.

"Lancelot will be in the same place as the veil was when he sealed it. But to bring him back a price will be asked."

"The price of a life." Merlin mumbled to him self while Percival still remained focussed on the dragon.

"So we can save him?"

"Yes you can." Kilgarrah replied before looking at the rising sun, "I must be leaving young warlock, however you may always call me should you ever need me."

"Thank you, Kilgarrah." Merlin replied before the dragon flew of in to the air disappearing from any one who may have been up in these early sunlit hours sight.

"So are we going to save Lancelot?" Percival asked Merlin.

"Of course we are." Merlin replied, but his smile faded slightly, "But there's something that you should know first."

Percival didn't answer with words he just gave a small, silent nod of his head.

"I am a dragon lord and a warlock."

"Those words mean?" Percival asked.

"Well being a dragon lord allows me to call Kilgarrah to me when I need him like I did a moment ago and being a warlock means that I have magic, but I didn't learn it like some others do, I was born with it." Merlin explained.

"So it's a part of you?" Percival asked. Merlin just nodded, "Does Lancelot know this? The dragon said that he had met him?"

Merlin nodded, "Yeah this is what Lancelot meant when he told you that I was special. He wouldn't tell you though, he promised me that he would tell no one and he did just that. You won't tell any one about this will you?" Merlin asked nervously.

"What you mean tell Uther and Arthur that you have magic?" Percival asked, "Then no that is never going to happen. Lancelot trusted you and your magic, so I do to." The knight replied as he picked his sword up of the ground before once again speaking to Merlin as the sun rose higher up in to the brightening sky.

"Well we should probably get going then." Percival said as he mounted his horse, Merlin following to do the same thing.

"To the Isle of the Blessed." And so that was where the pair headed in those early sun filled hours.

And now Percival knew Merlin's secret the young, raven haired warlock felt much better and much safer. The whole way Percival and Merlin talked of magic and how Merlin had used it when he had known Lancelot and Percival spoke more of how the two had trained together in Haldor.

Percival understood why Lancelot had never told him every thing about Merlin, of whom he talked of so very often. Percival now knew why and yet knowing that Merlin had magic had not really changed his view on the servant. He was still Merlin and that was the same way that Lancelot must have seen it.

The former knight was loyal to Merlin and kept his word and promise and now Percival knew that it was his turn to do the same.

Okay so I hope you enjoyed this chapter I should have the next one up in a few days and the rest of my stories should be updated as well, starting with Destinies Rise.

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