Percival and Elena had warned Merlin about how sagacious Luther would be.
They even said he had his own room on the far end of the castle.
They had guards lead him to his room and everything.
Naturally, Merlin thought Luther was going to be this tall stranger with battle scars covering his body, or even an old man with knowledge, wisdom, and power, shining in his eyes.
What he didn't expect was to see a fourteen year old boy, with tar black hair and ocean blue eyes, lazily reading a book.
He was draped in a black cloak and black clothes.
He reminded Merlin of Llacheu a little.
His whole demeanor, like he was a boy king capable of anything.
"This is Luther?" Merlin asked the guards in disbelief.
Luther simply looked up from his book and glared at him before looking down, "Yes I'm Luther, and your Emrys, blah blah." he said uninterestedly, skimming through his book without looking up.
The guards gave each other nervous looks before slowly backing out of his chambers.
Merlin gave a shout in protest before looking back at Luther's dimly lighted room and high bookshelves.
Luther still hadn't looked back up from his book and Merlin nervously shuffled before clearing his throat.
Luther looked up and grimaced, "Sorry, that was rude. Take a seat."
Merlin quickly sat in the chair in front of the boy.
He didn't feel as nervous, seeing he was a little boy.
But he felt uncomfortable getting advice from him.
"What can I help you with?" Luther asked.
Arthur nervously looked around him to see if anyone was watching him go in Lady Sophia's chambers.
When he was positive no one saw him, he quickly went in and closed the door behind him.
"My lord?" Sophia asked looking up from her desk and at Arthur.
Arthur nervously shuffled before taking a seat next to her.
"How many times must I tell you, call me Arthur." He said.
Sophia gave him a dazzling smile, which made Arthur more nervous.
"What can I do for you today, Arthur?" Sophia asked.
"Umm... dancing." He said clearing his throat.
"Does your wife know you're here, sire?" Sophia teased.
Arthur let out a low chuckle, "No she doesn't, and she won't find out." He said.
Sophia put a delicate finger to her plump lips, ''Our secret stays in this room."
With that Arthur gave a tiny grin before shrugging off his jacket.
Llacheu felt a little better talking to Elliot. He was nice companion, even if he were younger.
They had a lot in common.
Elliot was very aggressive but nice nonetheless.
So sparring with him outside in the court yard was enjoyable.
"When I get older, I'll become a knight of Camelot. Sir Elliot, every women in the realm would want me to take their hand." Elliot said while deflecting a shot Llacheu sent towards him.
Llacheu gave out a laugh, before ducking the strike Elliot sent his way, "I would be the chief of the Knights, so be prepared to work under me. I'll be sure to save you a room close to Gwendolyn's." He teased.
"I wouldn't mind working under you if you were like your father." Elliot said.
Llacheu normally would have felt pride hearing Elliot's compliment but he felt sick to his stomach.
"Maybe we should take a breather." He said.
Elliot nodded in agreement, while the knights who were watching them gave claps of acknowledgements.
"Good job, sirs" One said.
Elliot and Llacheu just made their way off the training grounds so the other knights could start their practice, they did say goodbye to Sir George, the current commander.
As they were walking Llacheu ran into something- or someone.
"Ow" She groaned.
Llacheu looked down and saw Tabitha laying on the ground and rubbing her head.
Elliot gave out a chuckle as Llachueu blushed in embarrassment.
"Sorry again." he said sheepishly.
"No sire, it is I who should be apologizing, I wasn't looking where I was going."
Llacheu gave a grin, "If I didn't know better, I would say you're bumping into me on purpose."
Tabitha stuttered out a response as Eliot gave out a loud laugh, "Come on, we have to go to Gwen's room. Her and Cordelia set up a tea party for us, remember"
"Oh yeah, mother would kill me if I didn't go. Well I'll see you later." Llacheu said to Tabitha before turning to leave but Elliot grabbed his collar.
"Why don't you invite your friend?"
Tabitha gave a small smile, her plan was working.
Luther had pulled a book from his bookshelf that had small norse symbols graved on it.
He then opened it revealing empty pages.
"It will change throughout the centuries, so it chose to remain blank." He said with a 'duh' tone, sensing Merlin's question
Luther then grabbed a knife before cutting his hand.
He took his blood and drew a symbol- three intertwined triangles- with his hand.
"What is that sign? I've seen it before."
Luther looked up from his book in curiosity, "It's a Vulknut. It's usually given to slain warriors. Something to lead them in the afterlife. Sometimes fairies or pixies wear it"
"Is it harmful?" Merlin asked.
Luther just shrugged, "Depends on who gives it to you. Legend says if a essence of pure good gives it to you, you can visit a afterlife three times, anymore, you become apart of the afterlife. But for certain I know one is to represent reincarnation and is used as a talisman to ward off evil, and another is given to an enemy"
"Why would you give it to an enemy?" Merlin asked, feeling quite silly getting information from a fourteen year old boy.
"Because when you and said enemy go into battle, it is then when the receiver wears the symbol will lose hope and faith, every insecurity and fear will haunt them, they begin to wonder what they're fighting for. They endure the curse of Odin and they die." With that he slammed his hand on his blood drawn symbol and the whole book began to light up.
Ice filled the air and fire swirled from the middle of the book, wind engulfed the room while water began to make its way in.
Merlin had never experienced anything like this before so he gave out a surprised yell. He tried to get out some spells over the commotion but he couldn't.
"What's happening?" He yelled to Luther.
But Luther was in deep concentration, "Dic mihi, quid futurum sit" he shouted and everything ran back into the book before ink marks revealed itself on the page.
Merlin glared at a sheepish Luther, "Should've gave you a heads up." he said rubbing the back of his head.
Merlin could've turned him into a donkey if he weren't helping him.
"What does it say?" Merlin asked.
Luther picked up the book and handed it to Merlin, "Take a look."
Merlin grabbed the book and looked at the page.
"It's a prophecy" he said.
Luther raised a brow and came closer, "What good are heroes without one?" He said.
"Daughters of kings will step to the fairies aid.
One day when the silver moon and the blue moon paths cross, a child of fate will take a final breathe while her true love holds her lifeless body.
The daughters will fall into a devil's trap and delay the day of the blue and silver moon's raid.
A daughter will die but will awaken with a queen's blood. While the other will remember everything that ever was and she will fall by an enemies blade.
The stars are to blurry so the end is unclear to me.
Will the blue moon fail or carry the day." Merlin read.
Luther gave out a low whistle.
"I'd hate to be one of those daughters. But basically the Laume is basically a goddess who loves pixies and fairies. But the pixies and fairies hate each other so their going to have a war, blah, blah, blah."
Merlin just stood in shock , "Esmeralda" He muttered out.
A/n: Woah, woah.
Someone is going to die? What about Arthur and Sophia? What's going on their? And Luther. How is he going to play into this?