Many years ago, a man asked for help from a sorcerer. He asked if this sorcerer could get his wife pregnant with magic, as she couldn't from natural causes. This man was a king and wanted his bloodline to keep reigning over the kingdom for as long as possible. He wanted their name to be part of history for something great.
The magic worked and he got what he wanted, but at a cost. Everything was great. She went into labor and out came a baby boy. They named him Arthur. Arthur Pendragon. And of course you know his story. But you don't know his sister's. This is the story of Aurora Pendragon.
Aurora was born on the same day as Arthur, just a few minutes after. Her father was only expecting one. One to keep the bloodline going. You could just imagine the joy he overflowed with when one more followed. "Ygraine, look at them," he said, smiling, picking up Arthur, tears in his eyes. He turned to look at her, a weak smile painted on her face along with tired half-closed eyes. "They're beautiful," she said weakly. "What are we naming the little girl?" he asked, eyes not looking up from Arthur.
"Aurora. Like my mother." She said, smiling a little wider. Uther nodded in agreement. "I've always liked that name." he looked at her with loving eyes. "I love you, Uther." Ygraine said.
She closed her eyes and her head fell to her shoulder. Uther looked at her, then did a double take. "Ygraine!" he exclaimed. He put down Arthur next to Aurora on a smaller cot and rushed down to his wife's side. "Gaius!" he called. Gaius stood up, placing the things he was using down and rushed to the king. Uther was shaking her, trying to wake her up, hoping she only just fell asleep. "Ygraine!" He said her name over and over, hoping she'd come back to him. Gaius put two fingers on her left wrist and felt for a pulse. Nothing. Gaius looked up at Uther, who was looking at him with a hopeful and destroyed look. "Is she…"
"I'm sorry, sire," Gaius said.