King Uther Pendragon was out for a day's hunting. It was a rare occurrence for him but he had cause to celebrate. In two days his son Arthur was to become Crown Prince, so they were out for a day's hunting with his son's five best knights. They had come a long way out before they started wanting to get to a particularly good section of the forest. They were just setting up camp before started to track. They had brought with them George, Arthur's efficient but annoying manservant. He was staying behind with the horses.
The group was some way from camp when they heard a possible target, slowly moving forward they started to get near the source when they realised it wasn't an animal but some bandits up ahead. Uther signalled for the others to start to surround the bandit camp then they called for surrender. Realising the bandits intended to make a fight for it they took up the fight. At first they were winning, then they realised their mistake, not all the bandits were in camp and eight more came and joined in the fray. They were soon beginning to lose the fight. Sir Leon stayed with the King and Sir Gwaine with Prince Arthur. Although several of the bandits had fallen it was not going all their way. Sir Percival went down with a wound to the shoulder. Then Sir Lancelot received a wound to his sword arm. Then the Prince saw a small child in the clearing he looked no more than six or seven summers old. Arthur made his way toward the boy to try to protect him. As he got close he received a sword strike to his gut and fell to the ground.
As he fell the strangest thing happened the small boy looked around and his eyes went gold. As they did so all the bandits fell to the ground and then the child moved toward the fallen Prince. The King knew sorcery when it occurred before him and he made to go towards his son to protect him from the evil. The boy looked at his and raised his hand. Uther found he couldn't move. The boy move next to the Prince and laid this hand on the large bloody wound and his eyes flashed gold once more. The wound closed before their eyes, the child moved to Sir Percival and lastly to Sir Lancelot healing both their wounds. Then he fell to the ground. As he did so the King found he could move once more.
Uther ran to his son who was stirring. Looking down at his son's bloody chest all he could see was a healed line where he should have been seeing his son's entrails. He held his son as he awoke and felt his own abdomen in surprise. Meanwhile the other two knights were also bloody but healed. Sir Gwaine went to the small boy and turned him over gasping in shock. On his body in the position of the three wounds he had healed were open wounds. As he looked they started to close but before healing completely stopped.
Sir Elyan had meanwhile checked the bandits, except for the ones they had killed all the others were unconscious but otherwise unharmed. The prince got to his feet amazed to be alive.