A sunny day. A grassy hill. A big castle on the horizon. A young man strolls toward the city, and judging by the wide eyes and the awestruck smile, he is a country-bumpkin. He wanders through the streets and stops to join a crowd outside the castle. Upon a balcony overlooking the courtyard stands a familiar-looking King. However, Merlin’s eye is caught by a beautiful but distraught looking young woman watching from a nearby window. Before them, a man is forcibly marched up onto a scaffold, and the King raises his arms to address the crowd. Is it any wonder the fans call him the Slash Dragon?