This is my first story on here, so I hope you like it! :D
It's set between Series 2 and 3, and rated M for... a reason. ;) Oh, and there's a main OC - Genevieve. There's going to be some romance, some mystery, some adventure, angst, some of almost everything!
DISCLAIMER - I do not own Merlin, or any of the characters, etc, except Genevieve and Isabella (for now).
Prologue - Shadow:
A shadow.
It passed fleetingly across a corridor.
It crept up the stairs.
It came upon the path of a pair of guards standing watchfully at a door, both on full alert.
The shadow slipped its hood even tighter around the face.
A mutter. A hissing whisper breaking the peaceful silence.
WHOOSH. The guards flew across the air, landing loudly with a thumping thud.
The shadow swept sneakily through the door. Into the chambers.
It descended into a streak of moonlight, upon the foot of a bed. In it lay a figure, a woman. The moonlight illuminated her pale, delicate face, her raven black curls contrasting shockingly.
A quiet clinking sound as the shadow unsheathed a dagger and raised it high, poised above the sleeping woman's chest-
Down it went.
The woman's eyes snapped open, a gasp hitchingly escaping her parted lips.
She froze.
The shadow watched for a moment as the life left those striking, emerald eyes, as the light was put out.
Then it walked briskly away from the castle, leaving the woman behind, blood trickling rapidly from her chest.
There! That's the prologue. What do you think? Any tips? Please review! :)