The men of Camelot had all been growing more and more curious about the kingdom of Maybreak and the Knights, Sir Markus, Sir Elliot, Sir Kyle and Sir Kyler, the mysterious prince that the Knights were looking for, everything. The obvious relationship between the Knights and Merlin, everything. And so, instead of doing what most would do and simply ask Merlin what was going on, they began to look information up.

They, Arthur, Leon, Percival and Elyan, entered the library quickly, heading over to the several books on literature and history of kingdoms sat. The men didn't bring Gwaine with them for fear that he already knew what was going on and given the already visible information, that was likely.
After several minutes, Leon, Elyan and Arthur had books on the history and royal families of Maybreak, the wars the kingdom itself won, descriptions and paintings of the family itself going as along as possible, emphasis on certain things about the kingdom, including how most of the family members were either sorcerers or warlocks. In a certain paragraph were the words, scrawled in fine ink.

"Sorcerers and warlocks, both have magic but both are very, very different. Sorcerers are people whom were taught magic. Everyone is capable of magic, everyone has the abilities and the passions, should they push it but sorcerers, they are taught magic, they must use spells and must be taught. But warlocks, they are born fully with their abilities, their magic flowing through their body like blood and sweat. Warlocks cannot lose their magic, losing their magic is like having a heart cut from your chest, having your throat slit in front of loved ones. Warlocks and sorcerers, they both have abilities but there has only been a single warlock born, a single child born with the ability to use magic before they could walk, before they could speak. Warlocks are not sorcerers and sorcerers are not warlocks. Sorcerers are taught their magic while warlocks are born with it. There was a child, the Prince of Maybreak, he is the only child to be born with magic, to be a warlock in the last 200 years of history."
After some time Arthur called out,
"Men! Look at this!" When the men moved over, they looked at the book currently resting in the Kings lap.
A page labeled, 'Prince M of Maybreak.' The rest of 'M's' name was smudged and scratched out of the page, making it impossible to read. The men looked at each other, the implications clear. The passage is said to be written by a man named Edwin, the apparent manservant to Prince M.
"Darkened hair, darker than the night sky bleached of its stars. Eyes so blue, it is like an ocean of jewels lost inside. Prince M, as history will show, is one of the greatest men to ever be known. I have been in the princes service for years and not once, has he ever pulled rank. Ever. It's fascinating.
He is all powerful, a prince among thieves.
Prince M, he is the only warlock in years history, born with magic and born with the ability to do anything he wished; a Prince born to a wealthy and rich kingdom and the man has never pulled rank, never to his men and never to me, his bleeding manservant. It's truly amazing.
M, he despised titles, hates being called 'sire', 'your highness', 'your majesty', anything related to his stature or title.
The only time M had ever so much as snapped at me was a hard day several years ago, issues with his mother and issues with the kingdom, issues with his men, and I had thought it would be better to refer to him as 'Sire' and 'Your majesty', and he'd snapped at me.
His exact words were,
"I thought you were different! I thought you were different to everyone else! I thought you wouldn't tip-toe around me on bad days, I thought you would know better. Have I ever sent you to the stocks, to the dungeons?! No!" We'd talked and argued, it ended in alcohol and drunken stories.
It has been a bad day and there were more to come."
Percival looked to the others and said, quietly of course, "Who does that sound like?"
The men nodded slightly at the implications. They continued on through the book, coming across the "mysterious" M's mannerisms and fighting tactics.
"The greatest swordsman in all the 7 kingdoms, the greatest archer in both crossbows and bows, the most elegant of fighters as well as one of the most brutal when needed. M is a great man and a great fighter, he will be a great King when the time comes."
The men knew exactly who these passages were talking about, though it was a little hard to imagine Merlin in this described way.
A master archer and a master swordsman.

The book was set down after a few more passages were read, and the men looked at one another, new information processing.
It was silently agreed, they wouldn't say a work until Merlin said it himself.
They sat for a moment, taking everything in full.

Merlin is a Prince.
Merlin is a swordsman and an archer.
Merlin is born with magic, he is a warlock.
Merlin never told anyone, at least not after years of trust and friendship.
Gwaine knew. Merlin had told Gwaine, that explained his behavior.
The men of Maybreak knew exactly who Merlin was, they were aware that he was in hiding.

And now they knew.
What would happen now?