Exquisite

The first time he saw her, he felt his breath catch in his throat. He didn't know her name; all he knew was that there was a dark-haired, green-eyed beauty walking the halls of Camelot and he was entranced. In his short life, Merlin had never seen anyone as stunning as she. She was exquisite.

Later that day, when Merlin learned that the vision he had seen was in fact the King's ward, the Lady Morgana, he smiled ruefully to himself. She was so far beyond his reach that he would only ever be able to adore her from afar.