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    "You...Are Emrys?" Arthur asked slowly. He turned to look back at Merlin who only offered a bright smile in return. It wasn't comforting. In fact, Arthur was fairly certain it was the same smile he gave when he returned Arthur's dirty laundry and tried to insist he washed it.

    "I am." The man nodded solemnly "Though you may call me Alator."

    Arthur had to fight to keep his face completely blank. Right. Fine. Okay. He held up a finger before gesturing Mordred a bit closer. The knight shuffled to his side, leaning in so he could hear when Arthur started whispering.

    "What did this prophecy you keep mentioning say again?" He asked and when Mordred opened his mouth, held up a hand. "About me and Emrys."

    "Oh," Mordred said and shrugged "You fall in love with him."

    Arthur slowly turned back to Alator. Then back to Mordred.

    "...are you sure?"

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    Alator lives. This sets off a series of events that include: Mordred coming forward as a druid, Arthur learning of the existence of Emrys, Merlin asking Alator to please pretend to be Emrys, Alator agreeing, and Mordred deciding the best revenge is convincing Arthur that he is destined to fall in love with a man older than his father.

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    “Merlin…” Arthur said as he slowly started to reach for his sword. “Don’t…Move…”

    “No, no, no! Arthur, it’s alright!” Merlin said as he moved (because obviously he ignored Arthur’s orders and moved) in front of the desk. “She’s just saying hello!”

    “That’s a dragon.” Arthur informed him. Merlin looked over his shoulder for a moment.

    “No, it isn’t.”

    There was a pause.

    “Yes, it is.”

    “No.” Merlin shook his head. “It…Uh, is not…A dragon.”

    “Then what the Hell is it?!” Arthur asked, not letting his eyes drift away from the fire breathing demon. Yeah. That was definitely a dragon. Merlin clicked his tongue before also staring behind him.

    “It is…A…Bird…”

    There was another pause.

    “You’re really sticking with that?”

    “I am, thank you.”

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    Merlin has to convince the King of Camelot that he is not, in fact, in possession of a dragon. Luckily, the rest of the kingdom has already been won over by the baby dragon and is quite willing to aid in this quest.

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    "You can take Daisy out to fetch the cloak-"

    "How do you know that?"

    Arthur closed his eyes, expression riddled with irritation before turning to look at Merlin expectantly.

    "Know what?"

    “The mare I use. You know I call her Daisy? I never told you that." Merlin explained. Arthur stared for a few moments. He could see the flicker of emotions pass easily over him. Anger, annoyance, exasperation, indignance, and finally acceptance...AKA the Five Stages of Grief (Pendragon Edition).

    "You talk to the horse.” He pointed out. Merlin narrowed his eyes.

    “I whisper to the horse."

    "...am I supposed to not hear it?” Arthur asked. Merlin wondered how likely it would be that he also heard him whispering magical spells if he heard him murmuring to the bloody horse. “Also, only you would choose such a ridiculous name.” He muttered. Merlin swallowed. This wasn't a problem at all, right? Right.

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    Merlin knows Arthur well. Better than he knew himself apparently. What he hadn't expected was for Arthur to know his servant just as well... This causes problems. (also known as "The Time Merlin Had a Mental Breakdown Over Arthur Being a Normal Human")

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    Gwaine scoffed as he crossed his arms over his chest, chin jutted out as he resolutely shook his head.

    "No way. We can handle ourselves without Merlin for two days...Well, some of us can." He clicked his tongue with a nod towards the other three. Leon frowned.

    "What are you trying to say?"

    "That we didn’t grow up with servants," Elyan snorted "I know it’s a scary thought but...we can actually survive a hunt without Merlin’s stew." He said. Gwaine gasped in fake shock.

    "We don’t need a servant," Arthur piped up immediately, chest puffing out in defiance "Hell, with how Merlin is, I’ve pretty much been without a servant for years!"

    "Great!" Percival said and jerked his head "Then let’s go."

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    The knights go on a hunt without a servant because Merlin is sick. Obviously it goes fantastic.

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    Despite all the supposed trips to the tavern none of the knights have seen Merlin drunk. They decide to rectify that. A poor decision, really.

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