A/N : I don't own any of these characters, they belong to the BBC I can wish though :) This is my first fanfic, I hope you enjoy it.
A Glimpse Into the Future
As the girl wove through the flowers, she plucked a blue hyacinth and tucked it behind her ear in her hair. A gentle cool breeze blew across the field, thus causing the girl to shiver; she made her way towards a lone tree upon which a cloak hung.
The young woman donned the cloak , a simple plain Red that marked her as a peasant, although upon closer inspection one would discover a small golden Dragon embellished the fastening marking her as a servant at the castle. She changed direction instead making her way across a plain field where cheers and joyous merriment could be heard.
A young lanky man with short black hair and a Red neckerchief stumbled towards her. The pair engaged in conversation and the girl lay her hand on the man's forearm as she heartily chuckled at something he said. Another almighty cheer went up. This one somehow louder than the last, and the two broke apart looking up as the crowd dispersed.
The victor of the battle called to the man with the black hair, whom excused himself and withdrew. The young woman's eyes found the victors across the field. He was a man with dirty blonde hair wearing chain mail and a cloak of Crimson also with the Golden Dragon on (the Pendragon Crest), his rank could be noted once a small crown had been placed upon his head. The crown Prince of Camelot. The young woman blushed profusely, smiled a small secretive smile, curtsied and left.
Leaving the man behind with a bewildered look about what had just happened.