The Children of Camelot

A flash of gold lights up their eyes as they mutter a spell under their breath, as they try to keep all that they hold dear alive. The men they are fighting recoil in horror as they see their eyes change colour and they realise what they are.

"You can't be," one of the soldiers stammer. "Uther killed your kind years ago!"

"Our people did," she confirms. "We didn't."

The soldiers run back to their commanders, a blonde and a rugged brown haired man that reminded the girl of Viggo Mortensen from Lord of the Rings. The girl is so focused on this exchange that she doesn't notice her companion leave and a soldier come up behind her, jubilant at the sight of the retreating backs.

"They've gone!" he exclaims joyfully

"Well done, genius," she replies with a smile on her face. She turns to face him. "At least no one can question your eyesight."

"Oh, shut up Mer."

"Yes, my lord," she replies with a smirk.

She receives a wack on the head for that.