The Druid Boy

Prolouge

"Where'd he go?!" Yelled a familiar voice. The Merchant. A Merchant of Camelot. The boy, knowing if he moved, stayed as still as possible in his hiding spot in the cave-like hole of a tree. As the merchant walked closer, the boy tried not to make a single sound. He let out a sigh of relief when the walking noises stopped. "Gotcha!" Said the man, who leaped out in front of the boy, about to take him away. The boy, startled, speaks some words and flashes his eyes. The merchant is thrown across from the boy and hits a tree. The boy starts to run. He runs as fast as he can. He dives onto a hill and runs into a cave. "Ah" says a man calmly, "Come, sit" The boy half-smiles and sits down. "Welcome, Mordred."