A/N: Hello, all! This snip was buried deep in my files. I honestly don't know what it means, or what the circumstances are. Sorry.
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Arthur bowed his head in defeat. His army, all of his brave men had been overcome without so much as a single blow. There was no blood on the fields, from either side. And Arthur supposed that, at least, was something to be grateful for. At the head of the invasion was a girl, not older than 14 winters, cool as ice. She had beat them, his instincts told him, but he couldn't remember how. So he asked. "Tell me, how was it that you conquered this land? How is it that we have braved every threat only to be dismantled by you, a mere child?"
She tilted her head to one side, thoughtfully, impassive. "Do you truly want to know, Arthur Pendragon? Then look to your right hand."
Arthur did so, wondering what he was looking for, until it stuck him that Merlin was not in his usual place. Merlin! Where was he?
The girl nodded simply. "I see you understand. That, Pendragon, is why I defeated you. Do not make the same mistake twice."
Arthur woke in his bed with a gasp, frantically searching for Merlin. The girl's words rang in his head, "Do not make the same mistake twice."
Then he remembered that Merlin was gone.
Then he realized what the dream had meant.
Then he answered those parting words. "I'm afraid I already have."