❝ Merlin, you would do well to cast aside this snow-white maiden, for I see only doom awaiting the once and future king should winter's grace lay claim to his crown and to his heart. ❞ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 carved into stone, Merlin recognized with a wise solemnity far beyond his years. He was born to forge Arthur Pendragon into the great king Albion dreamt of, to stand by his side as the religions old and new were reconciled and became one. Yet his peace was not fulfilled, for he had gazed upon a looking glass and in its reflection, he saw earth fall into despair, a maiden withering in her sleeping death as the once and future king wept tears of ruby-shade, and of magic waging war to every land it touched. He did not intend to be reunited with Lancelot in a fortress filled with bandits nor for his noble friend to implore him to lead his beautiful companion to the heart of Camelot for her safety. He needed only to look into her eyes of warm hearth to know the mirror mirage will come to pass ━ her destiny was intertwined with that of the promised prince's, as it was foretold a thousand years ago and would be remembered for a thousand more. My name, the fair maid━her hair as dark as ebony, her lips red as the rose━lies, is Snow. ━━ a bbc merlin fanfiction arthur pendragon x original character inspired by the fairytale of snow white gorgeous cover by @radiantwinds © maidenpool 2024