A/N First fanfiction... I've written short stories and novels but this is new to me. Please review, I plan on taking this story pretty far so advice is always welcome. :)
[Disclaimer!] I obviously don't own the rights to Merlin. If I did, this would be the series, not a fanfic. Obviously.
By the way, does anyone really own the rights to Merlin? It's a legend... That makes it public domain, right? Ah whatever. Commence!
Preface
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As a full, blue moon rose over the skies of Camelot, darkness enveloped the kingdom. A cloaked figure strode briskly and silently out into the night, with dark robes billowing behind. The rogue easily evaded the vigilance of the two knights guarding the outer gates, whose gazes fell stoic and unaware as the figure walked past them.
The shadowed form retreated from the walls of the castle, deep into the forests beyond. After an hour of travel, the forest opened to a glistening lake in a pool of blue moonlight, luminescent with the distinct palpable atmosphere of magic. The only sounds audible were that of the rippling water, lapping the edges of the oasis.
Standing erect in the middle of the lake was a woman in a royal blue robe, facing away from the visitor. Without turning, she spoke.
"I've been expecting you."
Only silence followed her declaration. The shrouded figure stood at the edge of the lake, mute and still. The woman grew impatient.
"Speak, boy." She commanded.
"High Priestess, I want to end the crusade. I need your help." The man responded.
The woman turned toward him, and stalked forward, her crystalline blue eyes locked on his hooded face. The mystic water beneath her feet froze with each step, forming a jagged bridge of solid ice behind her as she approached him.
"You must end King Uther to accomplish such a feat, you are aware?" She asked with insincere softness.
"Yes."
She stood before the boy and grasped his hood.
"No!" He spoke in protest.
"This hood will not hide you from me, assassin. I've been expecting you." She said ominously as she released his hood. "The druids have long prophesized of you. I need not look upon your face to know who you are,
...Emrys."