Sir Leon hadn't said a word since the door opened and Merlin answered, but now he interjected. "Well…" he paused "I didn't know this would happen." I looked back over my shoulder at his face. He was stunned, and it was obvious that he saw exactly what had happened. "Ah, its late Merlin, Milady…I'm going to retire. Goodnight." and he rushed down the stairs and away into the night.
Merlin blushed from head to toe then looked up at me, "I suppose you'd like to come in?"
I nodded, and he stepped aside to let me in. A taller elderly man with a kind disposition walked up to me; one eyebrow rose in a question.
"Ah Gaius this is…" Merlin started.
"Christina." I stepped forward. Merlin smiled a bit cheekily, "I know everything. About the destiny of Albien, Arthur, the sword; Excalibur…." His smile faded.
Gaius took a deep breath. "How?" he asked in disbelief.
"I was raised by the Druids, "I pulled up my sleeve to show a small symbol on the underside of my wrist, "They told me everything, raised me for this moment….I am a part of all of this, my destiny is a part of, a part of…." I began to blush madly as I turned to Merlin, "A part of his," our eyes locked, "Emris."
Merlin stood still, his blue eyes gazing at me with wonder, "Emris…The Druids call me Imririe; eyes of the heart."