You were brought to Camelot by the knight named Ironside, but with your future vision, you easily knew where to go, so you left him behind, not needing his assistance. You soon come across king Arthur.

"Ah, so you're my bride." He smiled.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, I'm sure you should know why you're here, but allow me explain a few things." He said as he walked forth and sat on his throne.

"A bride is just how you will be view by the people, even a king needs to keep up appearance. All I want is your Power of Prophecy, I'm not interested in any damn kid." The King spoke, shrugging his shoulder.