"So that really was Merlin, Guinevere and Arthur?" Harry spoke, breaking the silence. That was the rumor among the castle. At least those among the students who showed up to Samhain. My visitors were people of legends. Which honestly shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone who actually knew me. I am Morgana Pendragon. Did they really not believe that I was until those three appeared? The complete lack of intelligence and foresight was starting to get tiring. 