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The older cousin lifts a skeptical brow. "You are the one who is Emrys?" Morgana is quick to give her cousin a disapproving look as Merlin, expressionless, simply blinks. Glancing back at her, "What? You know that I'm not a particularly nice person."
Morgana sighs. "Forgive her, you simply must become accustomed to her nature." The raven-haired woman smiles, "I'm Morgana and this is my cousin Estella."
Merlin returns the smile. "It's nice meeting you both."
"Where are you from?" Estella abruptly asks him. She sounds patronizing, but in truth, she doesn't mean to.
The young boy's face falls. "Ealdor, a village on the borders of Essetir." The two young women are aware that a group of bandits was terrorizing the village and so Vivienne and Valeria had gone to try and help the peasants. Now, they've brought a new member of the magical community to join them.
"Did something happen?"Morgana asks with concern.
"The bandits razed my village to the ground. Miraculously, I was the only the survivor." Merlin tells them.
Morgana feels even more pity now. "I'm sorry." Merlin nods.
"Well..." Estella starts, "Now is the time to start over then." She starts walking toward a tent. "Come, you two, I'm famished."
Morgana chuckles as she tugs Merlin's arm and to follow her cousin. A loud rustle amongst the trees makes her stop, however. She calls to Estella with her mind, but the older woman is already making her way back to Merlin and Morgana.
The two women stand in front of Merlin while brandishing daggers. The young man feels rather uncomfortable with women protecting, but figures that it is better than getting killed.
The rustling continues and the trio await whatever possible danger is coming their way.
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