Prologue: Nimueh's Revenge
Nimueh gave a grim smile, slowly waving her hand over the water beneath her. The time had finally come. Though it had cost her greatly, physically and emotionally, she had finally found a permanent way to get rid of the obnoxious Prince Arthur and that detestable idiot-of-a-wizard Merlin. Nimueh knew that once King Uther realized his son had disappeared, he would stop at nothing to get him back. Camelot would be thrown into chaos, and Nimueh would then make her move. Perfect, she thought to herself, a smirk grazing her lips. Nimueh glanced into the crystal bowl, watching the image flit across the water. They would be there soon, on another one of those pointless hunting trips. All she had to do was wait a couple more minutes, and her job would be done. Once Arthur and Merlin were gone, it was a one way ticket to ruling Camelot. Two figures suddenly appeared in the water, and the smile on Nimueh's face widened. Arthur had a crossbow in his hand, and she watched as he slowly came up behind his prey. Too bad for him, it was not a real creature, but instead a mere shadow Nimueh had conjured to lure Arthur over. Merlin, as always, stayed at least ten feet behind Arthur, looking around anxiously. "Coward," Nimueh spat out. Merlin suddenly looked up, as if he had heard her. Of course, that would be impossible. Nimueh scoffed at the picture, picking up the object at her side. It was quite the unique object; it was like a miniature hourglass, except for the thin, gold chain that snaked around it. The chain seemed to glisten and move in the glow from the crystal bowl as Nimueh fingered it thoughtfully. She had gone to great lengths to get this so called Time Turner, but it was all worth it. She let the Time Turner slowly fall from her hand, watching as the gold chain slipped through her fingers, until it finally landed in the water with a soft plop. She waved her hand over the water once again with a soft hiss of words. "Permoveo ut silva." The Time Turner slowly faded into the water.