THE PROPHECY:
No young man, no matter how great, can know his destiny. He cannot glimpse his part in the great story that is about to unfold. Like everyone, he must live and learn.
And so it will be for the young Warlock and his beautiful adopted sister arriving at the gates of Camelot.
A boy that will, in time, father the legend. His name... Merlin.
A girl that will change a man for good, and become the greatest queen the kingdom will ever see. Her name... Isla.
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The usual pale moonlight lit up the estate belonging to King Harold Chamberlain of Mortcombe and his dear beloved wife of 8 years, Queen Tiana Chamberlain of Mortcombe.
The couple lived happily together with their 5-year-old daughter, Isla. Tiana and Harold were ecstatic when the news of their baby girl was born as it spread towards the kingdom of Camelot, and the King himself, Uther Pendragon; a close and trusted friend, along with ally, to the King Harold and Chamberlain family.
Chamberlain Castle was a very beautiful house, built over 300 years ago and past down from generation to generation; much like the title of King. The stone was covered in the moss and vines that hung from the roof, giving the building a very natual look; blending it into the countryside and the nearby village of Ealdor, a small village that housed the carer of Isla, Hunith, and her own son, Merlin, a young 3 year-old-boy.
None were happier than the King and Queen of Mortcombe, until that dreaded night. The night when the land seemed to be too quiet; the birds refusing to sing the happy melody they usually sang.
Inside the estate, in a chamber, were the couple who were so in love with each other.
"Goodnight, my love." Harold bid his wife, before kissing her on the forehead as he did every night.
"Goodnight, Harry." Tiana replied, smiling up at her husband, before her smile fell. "Did you check on Isla before you came to bed?" She asked. "She seemed very unsettled today and was giving Hunith a hard time, refusing to eat anything or do anything." The woman paused, before smiling. "It started after Uther and Arthur left."
"I'll go check on her now, my love." He smiled. "I'll do anything to protect you and our precious little princess."
He climbed out of the shared bed and left the chamber, heading towards his only daughter's room. He noticed the door was open just a crack, meaning that Hunith was still attending to her King's child, reading her a story as she did every night after Tiana had.
Both Harold and Tiana adored Hunith; she was like a second mother to Isla, someone they could trust if they ever needed someone to take care of the Lord's daughter.
Harold entered the room to notice the carer kissing the sleeping girl on her forehead, tucking her further into bed. Her simple, brown dress with a white apron attached to it, fell to the floor as the brunette stood up. She turned around to see the Lord standing there, smiling.
"My King, your daughter sleeps soundly." She said, sending him a little smile. "She wanted another story before she fell asleep but she had fallen asleep as soon as I began."
"Thank you, Hunith." He said, moving towards his daughter. "I don't know what Tiana or I would do without you." Harold kissed his daughter on the forehead before moving to the door with Hunith following behind. "Thank you for all you have done for us."
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His Once and Future Queen || Arthur Pendragon (ONGOING)
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