Character/s: Merlin, Kilgharrah
Summary: Merlin seeks out Kilgharrah for a bit of advice.
Word Count: 383
Prompt: 305, My Dragon Pal and Me
Author's Notes: :)
Merlin stomped through the woods. It had been a terrible day. Arthur had yelled even louder than usual, and made him do more chores. Gaius had been busy all day with several cases of sweating sickness in the lower town. Gwen was busy learning her queenly duties, and the knights were out on patrol. There was no human he could talk to about Arthur, their destiny, and everything that arose from it. Hence the stomping through the woods.
He made it to the clearing before calling out to Kilgharrah then sat on a convenient rock to wait for the mighty dragon. Before long, he heard the flapping of wings and stood, waiting for Kilgharrah to land.
“What is the matter, young warlock?” he said when he’d landed.
“Kilgharrah, I’ve had a terrible day, and no one but you is available to talk to,” Merlin replied.
The dragon settled down on his haunches and looked down at Merlin. “Speak, and I will listen.”
“Are you absolutely certain about the destiny Arthur and I share?”
“Today he was extremely cross, yelling at me and giving me extra chores, which I just completed.”
Kilgharrah tilted his head. “Is this not the same as he usually does?”
“Well, yes, but . . .”
“Merlin, you must learn to be patient with him. He is still a new king, and besides that, newly married. This is bound to create stress with his other relationships. Be the friend he knows you are, and listen to what he’s saying underneath it all.”
Merlin frowned. “So I’m just supposed to take his abuse?”
“I did not say that. You are strong enough to know when to walk away and when to turn around and listen, to help him talk his problems out.”
“I think I understand. And I haven’t been a good friend lately. That’s probably half the problem.”
“Indeed, young warlock. Now, return to your bed. The morrow approaches faster than you want it to.”
“Thank you, old friend.” Merlin stepped up to Kilgharrah and laid a hand on his snout. “You have a good night too.”
Moments later, Kilgharrah rose from the ground to fly his way back home. But Merlin was already on his way, determined to make life better for himself and for his king.