A/N: Hi. This is my first story. This is the prologue. The first chapter should be up in the next two days. I hope you enjoy. :~)

It was a quarter past dawn when the eagle flew in, hovering over the grounds of Camelot. Only servants and peasants were awake at this time; bustling around the increasingly crowded streets below. The magnificent specimen soared high into the sky, circling around the castle.

The only person to catch a glimpse of this eagle was a young peasant girl. She was also the only one to witness the bird clenching its talons, before releasing a fine pink dust into the kitchen chimney. She- however- being a child did not register that this was obvious magic- therefore did not tell.

So what did you think? This is obviously only a very short portion of what is to come. Please, review?

~ Thanks, Ali :~)