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The Last Dragonlord's Life	By : queenofthediamonddogs Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 1779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter I

“My sister will care for you.” Gaius said in a rush as he and the Dragonlord rushed through the wilderness. “Ealdor is the furthest you can go in Uther's lands. You should be safe there.”

“Thank you Gaius. I will never forget your kindness.” Placing his hand on the man's shoulder as they reached the edge of the forest, where a field lay between them and a village. The village of Ealdor. “There should be no guards in this part for a long time. Hopefully.” He added as the two walked across the dark field, the moonlight as their only source of light.

Once they reached the silent village, Gaius walked to a small cottage on the outskirts of the small village. They quickly glance around before the older man gently tapped on the door. “Hunith?” He whispered close to the wood. “It is Gaius. I need a favour.”

“Gaius!” The younger woman gasped as she opened the door, wrapping a shawl around her dress. “What are you doing here at this time of night?” Balinor looked at the woman, who was at least 12 to 14 years younger than Gaius and slightly younger than himself, yet he was mesmerised by her and her beauty. It was natural yet somehow unnatural.

“A favour.” Glancing behind him at Balinor, who was waiting impatiently behind him. Hunith surveyed the tall man, standing behind her brother, she gave a quick nod and opened the door wider for them both to enter her household. “Hunith, this is Balinor. He is on the run from Uther, I was wondering if he could hide here until it is safe.” Hunith studied the man. Despite being dirty from travelling, Hunith could tell he was at least 5 or 6 or even 7 years older than her. She could not deny that he was handsome but he was a stranger in her home.

“Let me get you both food and some water to wash.” Moving away from them both to the small area which would count as her kitchen though it only consisted of an open fire and a few pots and pans to cook with and heat water. The two men sat in silence as they watched Hunith move around the small area as she seemed to be heating a small pot of soup and a larger pot of water. “It's not much but it's enough.” Handing Gaius and Balinor a small bowl of hot soup each. “There is hot water in the other pot for you to wash yourselves.”

“Thank you Hunith.” Her brother spoke quietly as he began to slowly eat the soup his sister had prepared for herself to eat through the week. Usually he would have protested but he and Balinor had been travelling for days with very little to eat.

“Thank you Hunith.” The stranger spoke kindly as he watched her move away to the fire. “Are you not going to eat?” Not touching his food as he admired the beauty and grace of the woman.

“I have already eaten.” Turning her head as she placed a small log of wood on the burning fire. “Eat up before it gets cold.” Speaking in a motherly tone as she returned to her chores; searching for blankets for the two house guests.

“I am not staying tonight Hunith. I need to return to Camelot as soon as possible.” Gaius spoke as he saw that she was searching for bedding. “I don't need Uther to be suspicious of me. He will begin his search for Balinor soon and I cannot be caught here as we all would be executed.” Watching his dark haired sister making one bed in front of the fire. Ever since their father had died 2 winters ago, he knew Hunith was struggling but she was getting by on what little she had. When he had time to visit, Gaius hated to see that she was struggling for food and for money but every time he offered his help she refused it and admitted that she was coping very well.

The two men sat in silence as they finished their small portions of food. Hunith had finished creating a makeshift bed for Balinor and was now making a food package for Gaius' return journey. The silence was a little uneasy for her even though she was used to constant silence but she knew that there was someone else in her home and the silence was uneasy.

“I must leave Hunith.” Gaius announced and stood up, placing his cloak around him tightly. She moved forward with a small bundle, holding it out to him. “Thank you.” He smiled to her, taking the package and then pulling her into a one-armed hug. “Be careful.”

“I will.” She smiled. “There should be enough food for you to reach Camelot and also a blanket.” Giving her brother a kiss on the cheek. “You be careful.”

Gaius and Balinor exchanged their goodbyes and the physician soon disappeared into the night and began his return journey to Camelot, leaving Hunith and her guest standing in the small room of her home. “Umm... I've made a bed for you.” Gesturing to the blankets on the dusty ground. “It's not much.”

“Thank you.” He smiled as he took off his long leather coat and was about to put it onto the floor over his bed when Hunith took it out of his hands.

“There's a hole.” Smiling nervously at him as she sat on the nearby chair. “It would bug me.” Laughing nervously as she reached for a needle and thread that was laying in the middle of her table and began sewing the hole in his long coat. “May I ask why you are at the end of Uther's wrath?”

“Magic.” He spoke softly as he watched her in fascination, sitting in the other spare chair. “He is wiping out all those with magical abilities and Gaius helped me escape. Thank you for this.” Smiling gently towards her as she finished the sewing.

“It's my pleasure. I'd do anything for Gaius. He was the only one of my siblings that I could get along with.” She chuckled nervously as she handed his coat. “It's a really lovely coat.”

“Thank you. It's made from dragon skin.” Placing it on his lap. The two sat in silence for a moment before he had the courage to speak. “To repay you, I'll help around the village and your home. I need to keep busy.” Chuckling nervously and stood up straight..

“I will think of something. Get some rest. You have travelled a long way.” Smiling at him as she stood up. It was obvious he was tall but when she stood next to him, she noticed that she was a head shorter than him. “Good night.” Hunith whispered as she moved away to her bed. Pulling the curtain across, she changed into her nightgown. The silence made it easier for her to hear his every movement. It was obvious that he was going straight to his makeshift bed. Hunith thought she would sleep uneasily in bed with a stranger in her home but for some strange reason she slept at ease as if his presence calmed her.

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Hunith was always awake at the crack of dawn to start the day. When she awoke, she heard soft noises coming from the other part of her home. Her heart stopped in fear but she soon remembered her guest. Once she was dressed and ready for the day, she moved past the curtain that hid her bedding from the main area of the hut. “Good morning.” Speaking softly as she saw his back to her, bent over the fire.

“Good morning.” He straightened up with a plate of food in each of his hands. “I have made breakfast. As one way to thank you for your hospitality.” Smiling a little as she stood still in front of the curtain. “Come and sit.” Placing the plates on the table.

Hunith gave a small and nervous smile as she approached the table and sat at the table, looking down at the food. “This looks very good.” Giving him a confident smile as she began eating the assortment of foods he had prepared. “Thank you.” Smiling up at him, a small blush brushed her cheeks as they ate.

“You are welcome.” He gave a small smile and the two ate silently as the sun slowly rose above the horizon. “May I ask, what are you doing for the day?” Finishing his food and sitting comfortably in his chair as he watched Hunith finish her own food.

“I'm working the fields today. Starting to bring in the harvest.” Standing up and lifting the plates but he was already taking the plates out of her hands. “No let me. You prepared breakfast and you are a guest.” Taking the plates again. “No arguments.” Smiling as she took the plates away and quickly cleaned them, ready to be used again. “Do you want to join me in the fields or will you find something else to occupy yourself?”

“I can join you in the field. I'd like to do that. It will be easier to look out for any of Uther's men.” He stood up and reached for his long coat, putting it on and waited for her to place her own cloak on along with a wool scarf around her neck.

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Over the passing days, Hunith and Balinor spent all their time together, which caused the villagers to talk. They were unsure of the guest of Hunith's but they excepted him into their community. Their lives became routine; they would wake up, eat breakfast, work, dinner and then finish the day talking about their pasts. These talks caused them to grow closer and closer. He noticed that Hunith would occasionally blush when they spoke but he also found himself watching her most of the time. He would watch her when she was working in the fields or when she was cooking.

“Hunith, sit down. You've been on your feet all day.” Standing beside her as she cleaned up from their earlier dinner. “Come on. Sit down.”

“Don't. I'm fine. I am used to being on my feet all day.” Chuckling softly as she moved around him to put things away. “You sit down.” Nudging him away softly. “You look like you are about to fall asleep on your feet.” Laughing softly as she turned to face him. “I don't think Uther's men know you are here. You have been here for over 2 weeks and no one has come here.”

“It is a relief but I still have to be cautious especially when strangers come into the village.” He smiled as he moved towards the small window, looking out at the darkness. “I have to be careful Hunith. If Uther's men come here and I get caught here with you, I will not be able to live with the guilt if you are sentenced to death with me.” Balinor looked over at Hunith, who was staring at him in disbelief. “Uther's hatred with magic is spread all over his lands and will reach here. I don't want that to hurt you.”

“You can never hurt me.” She whispered, shocking herself at being forward in her feelings. “I know you won't. I trust you Balinor. I always will.” Biting her lower lip as she watched him turn to face her completely. Her heart began pounding in her chest as he moved forward towards her. Once he was directly in front of her and at least a foot away from her, Hunith still had to look up at him. “I do trust you.” She whispered softly as he stepped closer, bending down. Tilting her head up and closing her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. Waiting for his lips to press against her own waiting lips.

They could feel the other person's breath tickling their own lips before Balinor gently pressed his lips against her own. Nothing passionate, he was testing himself and her. Something powerful was happening between them and it was not magic but it felt like there was magic between them. Her hands ran up his arms, resting on his shoulders as their kiss grew and he wrapped his arms around her petite waist, pulling her close to him. Her fingers were able to reach his shoulder length hair and gently play with the ends of his hair.

“Hunith.” He whispered as he pulled away from their kiss but he kept his arms around her.

She slowly opened her eyes and fixed them with his dark eyes, losing herself in them for a moment. “Balinor.” She whispered, keeping her eyes on him, not breaking eye contact with him at all.

“Oh Hunith. I should not have done that but I couldn't help myself.” He whispered softly as his right hand ran through her dark hair before kissing her again, not giving her time to reply. Her hands ran up and down his back, feeling every muscle of his body. Their kisses grew more and more passionate as the night fell. “Hunith, I think I am falling for you.”

“I think I am too.” She whispered softly as he pulled her close to him. Her head resting against his chest and her hands rested on his chest also.

“The only problem is about us is your safety.” He muttered softly as he bent his head a little and kissed the top of her head. “I don't want you to be hurt if I have to leave or if Uther catches me.”

“I understand.” She whispers softly as her fingers play with the ends of the ties of his shirt. “I promise that I will protect you when you are here.”

“And I will protect you.” Kissing her hair again as he held her tight. “I promise.”

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