It was the day of the wedding and all of Camelot was waiting in joy and excitement. It was to be held at Camelot Castle's giant courtyard in the evening and all were invited. As the citizens of Camelot scurried around in anticipation a new visitor was arriving in Camelot for her first time. She was dawned in a crimson robe, and in his hand he clutched a letter. She read it, just to be very clear of it's content, and then slipped it into her pocket. The woman's face was pale and her eyes were the same shade of crimson as her cloak. Her blond hair streamed out of her hood and rested on her breasts. Her cloak covered a dagger that was attached to her belt and the hood covered the evil intentions in her heart. In all truth, her presence and aura were quite similar to that of the soon-to-be king, Wesley. Her name was Merry, and she was disguising herself with a magical spell. She was always dawning new forms with this type of magic, but no one has ever seen her original form.

"So this is where he's staying." She scoffed. The woman spat in the snow and then proceeded to the castle where the wedding would be held.

When she got to the castle gates she was greeted by a guard.

"Hey there, ma'am!" He smiled at her. "Excited for the wedding?"

"Er- I guess." She lied.

"Well, I totally am! Wesley's a great guy and I'm so happy the young king finally found love. I'm also excited to have two kings-"

"Can I go in now?" She asked, cutting off the guard.

"Oh. Not yet. I need to make sure you're unarmed. Events like these are breeding grounds for assassins. Especially when the wedding is between two men. Quite controversial!"

"You're pretty chatty for a bouncer."

"Well, I'm just excited!" Laughed the guard. "Now take off the cloak. I just need to make sure you're not hiding any weapons."

The girl took off her hood which exposed her crimson, bloodshot eyes.

"MISTY HAZE," She whispered the name of a spell, and the guard's eyes became misty and his face looked confused.

"Where am I?" He asked her.

"No idea." Then the mysterious girl walked into the castle, her dagger still concealed by her cloak.

For the second time since all of this began, a mysterious mage had entered Camelot. And much like the first time, this mage gave off evil and murderous intentions.