KILGHARRAH: In a land of myth and a time of magic, the destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a young man. His name: Merlin. MORGANA: What a pleasure it is to see you again, Ari. [Ari pushes his hood back. There is a druid symbol on his neck.] ARI: The honour is all mine, my lady. MORGANA: Your arrival has been keenly anticipated, I can assure you. [Glances at Mordred.] I have boasted of your powers. Though not all believe. ARI: People may believe as they wish. MORGANA: Oh, well perhaps some small proof of your talents is an order. After all, seeing is believing. Is it not? EIRA: Why?