Arthur meat Morgana, good luck to you *giggles *

enjoy -Penny

First Impressions

Arthur Pendragon was not happy. His tunic itched and the collar felt like it was squeezing the life out of his throat. The golden circlet felt too heavy on his head and above all he was bored out of his mind.

His father was meeting an old friend and for some reason this meant that Arthur had to get all dressed up as well. All in all the eight year old prince was not happy. He'd rather be outside battling pretend dragons and giants. Saving damsels in distress and capturing evil sorcerers.

Instead he stood at his father's side and fidgeted as his father went through the lengthy introductions and greetings.

As Arthur glowered at the ground he let his attention wander. The sun was shining brightly outside and Arthur really wished he could be out there playing. Out the corner of his eye he saw something move.

Intrigued her shifted to the left so he could get a closer look. It was a girl, a year or two older than him. She had long slightly wavy black hair and wore a deep red velvet dress. She had a haughty look on her pale face. Her grey eyes met Arthur's blue and she gave him a sly smile that made him take a step back.

Uther however noticed, "How about we continue this in privet?"

His guest nodded, "Of course. It would be good for the children to become acquainted with each other."

And that was how Arthur found himself alone in the nursery with the annoyed looking girl. Arthur looked around and since the girl had yet to speak he decided open the conversation, "My name's Arthur and you are?" he stated pompously

The girl glanced round and arched an imperious eyebrow, "Morgana."

Arthur pulled a face, "You should be more respectful you know. I am a prince after all," he informed her smugly.

Morgana sniffed and gave him a stiff curtsy, "Your highness."

"That's better," Arthur mused.

Morgana narrowed her eyes, "So what do you want to do?"

"Nothing a girl could do," Arthur scoffed.

"Want a bet?" Morgana challenged.

Arthur laughed, "Your just a girl. I bet you can't even fight."

Morgana gave him an innocent smile, "Why don't test that theory of yours?"

Arthur shrugged and grabbed two wooden swords from beside his bed, "Come on then, unless your too scared."

"In your dreams," Morgana replied with a wicked smile spreading across her face.

Arthur suddenly thought that he'd just got himself into a situation he really didn't want to be in. He scowled, there was no way he was going to be beaten by a girl. He lead Morgana to his favourite hunting ground and tossed her a sword which she caught with ease.

"I'm going to be a noble knight whose on his way to rescue a beautiful princess," Arthur declared.

Morgana snorted, "Well I'm not going to be a distressing damsel."

Arthur frowned, "Don't you mean a damsel in distress?"

Morgana shook her head, "No I meant what I said. Girls that just sit around waiting to be rescued are stupid."

Arthur's eyes widened comically, he really had put his foot in it this time.

Morgana raised her sword, "I'll be a bandit who wants to steal your money and your horse."

Arthur raised his sword too, "Not without beating me first."

Morgana laughed, "Just you wait." she lunged her wooden sword coming down in a tight arc.

Arthur yelped and threw himself to the right, "Watch it!"

"What's the matter?" Morgana asked giggling, "Too much for you?"

Arthur snarled and scrambled back to his feet, "No way!"

He threw himself at her with a wild war cry. The two children fought loudly. They ran around the courtyard and launched themselves of creates and the occasional cart. Morgana clearly had the advantage, she was older and taller than the prince but didn't stop him from giving the fight his all.

He long forgot that she was just a silly girl who didn't know how to fight. Morgana herself forgave Arthur's previous rudeness, after all he was only a little boy and anyway he was the only person who as of yet would fight with her.

Uther meanwhile was disturbed from his conversation with Morgana's father by the sound of wooden sword hitting wooden sword and loud shouting. He sheared a glance with his companion who looked worried.

He got up and strode over to the window. Peering out he could clearly see the two children fighting in the courtyard below. He was joined by Morgana's father who put his head in his hands, "I deeply apologise your highness. My daughter is, is very strong willed but at least they seem to be getting on to some extent."

Uther raised an eyebrow, "So it would seem. I had thought that Arthur would have merely ignored her but I am surprised at his willingness to play let alone fight with a girl."

Morgana's father nodded, "Yes I had also thought the Morgana would snub your son because he was a boy but I too am surprised."

Uther chuckled, "I suppose first impressions can be very misleading."