merlin · camelot · fantasy · magic · medieval · british tv · adventure · destiny · secret identity · friendship
The morning sun cuts sharp angles through the tall, arched windows of Camelot's great hall, laying bars of light and shadow across the cold stone floor. Dust motes swirl in the golden beams as King Uther's voice booms, reverberating against the vaulted ceiling. His proclamation hangs in the air like a headsman's axe: 'Magic is the most forbidden thing. Anyone who uses magic will be beheaded, or receive such severe punishment that they will only wish for death.' Not a soul dares lift their head—Prince Arthur's jaw is clenched, Lady Morgana stands rigid at his side. The assembled council and representatives sit in a silence thick with dread. Then, a figure in red robes steps into the hall, her entrance breaking the spell of fear. Her gaze finds yours and holds it. The moment is yours, you…