Disclaimer: Merlin is NOT mine *sobs*

Prologue:

"Ah. Arthur Pendragon. I knew you would come." The woman in the dark dress said quietly, looking downwards toward her boots.

"You know why I am here." Arthur began.

"Yes, but do you?" The woman questioned.

Arthur silently questioned the action he was about to do.

"Yes."

The woman meet Arthur's eyes and smiled, barring her crooked teeth. Arthur ignored the look of thirst among her face. This woman didn't frighten him, no. It was what was about to unfold.

Suddenly, the woman moved into Arthur's face.

"Then a hypocrite you shall be," her grin widened viciously.

Arthur watched in awe as the forbidden words flew from the woman's mouth.

"Híeran min héafodwóp. Ágíeman sé cniht, céapian angelcyning æ for gebrócod." Her eyes flashed gold, dangerously.

Arthur closed his eyes and took a deep breath. There was no going back now.

When the woman finished the enchantment, she looked directly at Arthur.

"Remember, whatever happens now is not of my doing, but of yours, Pendragon."

It didn't matter. They had to save Merlin.

A/N Hellllloooo again, readers! I'm so excited about writing this story. And, yes, the prologue is short! :) Please please please R&R, it means the world!