Author's Note: This is loosely related to the previous drabble because I would like to think the feeling of being connected would be on both of their parts. In this, Merlin is about nine or ten years old. Please enjoy! Read and review! Also, please send drabble suggestions!
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Chapter 37: Prophetic
"You seem distracted Merlin. Did you sleep well?"
"I'm fine mother. I just had a strange dream."
Hunith smiled. "About what Merlin?"
"About another boy. He was really bossy. A prat!"
"Merlin!"
Merlin smiled ruefully. "Sorry mother."
"I don't remember anything else. It was strange. It almost felt like I knew the boy, or that I will know him."
Hunith thought nothing of it at the time, but years later when she met a young prince who had followed her son to help their village, she remembered it and smiled.
Perhaps destiny had been working through her boy even then.