when parallel lines happen to cross

by isisthewolf

his wife died due to magick to bear his child, her family was killed by a rogue mage causing her to flee her native Galla, passing by Tortall a known haven to Magick and those who hold it, only to end up in Camelot in the arms of magick's greatest foe

1. Chapter 1

A/N so this is just a little teaser to see what yall think if I stray away from Deadliest catch *cough* tuesday nights on discovery*cough* and write about other things as well for those of you who read my other DCfics I am by noooo means leaving them off, I have found my manuscript for "just couldn't stay away" and intend to complete it *hopefully* this summer (please do not send any hit men after me if I fail to do so) and I also am working on my untitled TWILIGHT/DC cross

Please RR and know how much I appreciate yall

The doors to the throne room flew open to reveal the king's guard, a captive at their core, fighting to break free of the grip of the knights. "Sire, this was found stealing at market it begged audience with your highness before punishment be dealt. It would seem thieves do not fancy the thought of losing a hand". The captive thrashed again calming only once the king commanded "be still, tell me, what did this peasant steal?" King Uther turned to the lead guardsman "food items sir" the guardsman replied "please sire, it was not for myself, it was for-". The captive was cut off by one of the guardsmen fiercely shoving it to the ground "you will not speak unless the king orders it dog". The captive cried out as it hit the floors, quickly climbing to its knees and cradling its belly, making the king furrow his brow "remove the peasants cap guards" the guards nodded and one moved forward taking the captive's cap and stepping back. Without the cap to hold it back a short raven mane fell to lie on the captive's shoulders, softening her formerly androgynous features "stand up" Uther ordered, she complied with her head bowed respectfully, her hands still clutching her flat belly. "continue where you left off, please" he added feeling sorry for the sight of the captive. "sire, I stole the food out of necessity, I am early with child with no husband, my Pryderi, was killed by the mage Belenos" tears threatened to spill over, her voice became choked with them and she clutched her stomach tighter "my whole family gone, my little Cáel". The woman fell to the floor again, sobs racking her body, King Uther turned to his personal servant "send for Morgana, she will better know how to handle this woman than I"