Destiny Calls – Chapter 1
A girl walks up the sloping green hills towards Camelot, the residence of the future King Arthur. However, Arthur is still just a boy, on the cusp of adulthood, and for the past year the boy Merlin, whose task it is to father a legend, has helped Arthur countless times out of trouble.
I am the Great Dragon and it is my duty to recall this tale. The last year at Camelot has been very eventful for Merlin, the young sorcerer, whose destiny it is to bring the future King Arthur to greatness. Little did he know his story is only just beginning…
~~~From the pen of Flavia~~~
Healed of a broken heart
The first year of my life in was so eventful. A whirlwind; so different from my old village life. I've seen so much. So many amazing things. I've met people I'd never dreamt of meeting (and enemies for that matter). Fell in love twice. Seen mythical creatures that I would never dare to imagine. Met people who will influence the history of Camelot and bring it to greatness...
Out of love
The first time I fell in love lasted probably for the shortest time in the history of the Earth. I had just entered the mythical city of Camelot. It would just look like your average town if you were just passing – Market Day. Rows and rows of wooden stalls selling a variety of home grown and exotic products. Fruit and vegetables from around Camelot and nearby villages, exotic coloured cloth and clothes from North Africa, animals for sale, food from Italia, Greece, Africa. All in the shadow of the legendary Camelot castle. And finally, the weekly 'entertainment' – the stocks.
Most weeks the stocks were used to give the townspeople fun by allowing them to throw rotten vegetables at well deserving criminals before they were taken off to be executed or some other equally gruesome fate.
That day however, there was a boy in the stocks, who looked as innocent as a newborn baby. He had dark brown hair and the most perfect and striking blue eyes. The stocks are always overseen by one of the prestigious Knights of Camelot; that day the privilege had fallen to a tall blonde haired youth. I was bewitched (excuse the pun) and could not believe my luck when he smiled and beckoned for me to come over. 'Must act normal' I thought as I went over.
"Hi", I said, to the tall blonde haired boy, "Who is he? What's he in there for?" I asked, pointing to the poor dark haired boy trapped in the stocks. The blonde haired boy introduced himself as Arthur – a fairly common name in these times, I was none the wiser. "He's my servant. He's an idiot" Arthur said mockingly. "I asked him to cover for me to my father and whenever he does he always ends up in the stocks", he replied before laughing. He then handed me a tomato enquiring "Want a go?" pointing at Merlin.
That was the moment I fell out of love. Torture some poor boy who had done such a noble thing? I don't think so. After hearing Arthur's account of how Merlin got in the stocks, I thought he should be put in his place. "No thanks," I said, "if he's only in there because of you you're the one who should be in the stocks not him!" "She's got a point you know" Merlin replied weakly. "Shut up Merlin" Arthur retorted whilst throwing another tomato. It found it's target. "OW!" Merlin cried.
Arthur turned back to me. "Really?" he asked, shocked that I had stood up for Merlin. "Do you know who you are talking to?" "Hmm, some prat who thinks he's above everyone else and always gets his friend into unnecessary trouble?" I retorted. "Haha. No." Arthur said, "You've made a big mistake."
"Have I?" I replied sarcastically, "Who do you think you are, the King?" "No," he hissed, "I'm his son, Arthur". He threw me on the floor signalling to his guards, commanding: "Get her in the stocks".