Queen of Camelot ~~~ON HIATUS~~~

Chapter One

King Uther always wanted a son. The proper heir to the thrown that way he wouldn't have to marry his kid off just to continue having power. However, he was very disappointed when his wife gave birth to a girl and then promptly died.

King Uther thought up the perfect lie so that he could get what he believed he rightly deserved, his daughter would act as a boy in public. He got Gaius to agree to keep his daughters true gender a secret and to help his daughter appear as a boy. And so our journey begins many years after Prince Arthur (Princess Artura) was born and kept up the lie she wished not to keep, but did so in respect to her father.

The story starts with unique character born to do more than one person should be able to handle. "No one is this world, no matter the kind, should come to know of one's destiny. None can see the path that lies ahead of them. Everyone is equal in the search of how to go through life. This is the same for a young warlock entering into the magnificent Camelot. A boy that will, in time, father the legend. His name: Merlin."

Merlin stared at the beautiful city Camelot, it really did live up to its reputation of beauty. Taking a deep breath capturing the image of the castle in his head before continuing on into the citadel. Everyone around him was lively none seeming to have time to stop but none caring all that much either.

As Merlin enter deeper into the city he and those around him were ushered into the square. Once all the guards came to a halt making sure no one left a man on the tower cleared his throat. He had a crown on his head making it easy for the people to recognize him as the king of the land.

"Allow this to be a learning privilege for each of us. The man before you," King Uther gestured to a young man in working clothes. His eyes were full of fear as the walked him towards the execution table. "Goes by the name of Thomas James Collin; he has been judged as guilty for using spells and other forms of the cursed sorcery. And, pursuant to the laws of Camelot, I, Uther Pendragon, have decreed that such practices are banned on penalty of death. I pride myself as a fair and just king, however when a man or woman is seen in the use of magic, I can only see one outcome." And with the end of his speech the King brought his arm down in a slicing like motion and that is what the executioner did as well. Some gasped, others stood in fear, the rest nodded in agreement.

To Merlin's astonishment King Uther had more to say about the matter at hand. Merlin felt sick about the situation. "When I found my place upon the thrown this beautiful kingdom was dainted with chaos, but with the loving help of the people this kingdom has been cleansed of such evil, magic was no longer a threat, leaving us in peace. To celebrate this momentum of a full twenty years since the Great Dragon was captured and Camelot freed from the evil of sorcery. Let the celebrations begin."

A women did not take kindly to the situation. Came stumbling out of the crowd one hand wrapped tightly around her clock. "You monster you've killed my son," the women shouted at the king. King Uther seemed to have cared very little about that fact. The mother of Thomas was not done however, "There is only one evil in this land, and it is not magic! It is you! With your hatred and your ignorance! You took my son! And I promise you, before these celebrations are over, you will share my tears. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a son for a son."

"Seize her!" King Uther demand pointing at the motherly women. The mother seemed to have other plans and began to chant words unknown to most. The winds around her picked up and right before a guard could grab a hold of her she burst into a tornado leaving no trace of where she had gone.

Merlin took in a shaky breath now feeling extremely self aware of his gifts all the sudden. Sadly, the people of the land seemed accustomed to such executions and hastily went back to their important work. Merlin stared at the square a little longer before he was able to remind himself of what his real task was.