She landed in a heap in the middle of the castle courtyard, disrupting the training that was going on. Her bags with her, she picked herself up, took one look around and wondered what on Earth was happening. This wasn't college. And she definitely wasn't anywhere she knew. Not from her time anyway. Seeing what she'd disrupted, she panicked. She was surrounded by a good dozen or so armed guards, all wanting to test their steel in this stranger. Dragged to her feet by one of them, a blonde one, quite handsome, she was taken inside the fairytale castle to go before an important leader.

A few minutes earlier, everything had been going perfectly. No disruptions. Nothing out of place. Not a single thing wrong, but then she had appeared from out of nowhere, as if she'd been made out of the very air itself. She was a strange looking thing, that was for sure, and she seemed bewildered as she was taken before the King. Of course, she wouldn't last the week, not now she had just proven herself to be a sorceress.

"Where am I?" She asked, hoping to be told that it was all a dream and that she would wake up in the middle of one of her classes at any moment. No such luck it turned out.

"Surely you must know? No? Camelot." The youth in armour told her. She stared at him wide eyed. Yep, she was definitely dreaming. Either that or she was going mad. Taken before the King, her mind was a flurry of thoughts until she realised something. She could have laughed when she did just to stop herself crying. She was a very long way from home.

"No…no, no, no, no, no! I should not be here." she sighed as she was taken into a large room filled with nothing but two or three thrones at one end and various courtiers. Allowing herself to take a glance, she saw some that she recognised and many that she did not. Ah well, not as if it mattered anyway, she thought. It wasn't as if she'd get the chance to acquaint herself with any of them anyway.

"My lord king…" the knight explained. It clicked then. Camelot and king. It could have been Arthur, but the girl didn't think that this royal looking man would be the infamous Arthur. He didn't have Excalibur for a start, nor a round table.

"Uther? My liege, someone is coming… She will not rest until one dragon is dead." She said, wondering where on earth it had come from. It certainly hadn't been her voice, put it that way.

"A sorceress did you say?" The King whispered to the knight.

"Appeared from nowhere."

"Very well. You know the punishment." Upon hearing these words, the student's first instinct was to run and she struggled to break free. Running down the endless corridors, she found one door open and quickly went in, slamming the door behind her. She was chased, but those who had been chasing her ran straight past. She smiled slightly when she found that this room was the one where her possessions had been brought, not that they would do her much good, but was surprised to find that she was not alone. A woman with raven black hair stood smiling with a goblet in her hands. The girl was thirsty and had she not been then she wouldn't have taken it.

"Drink?"

"Please." Taking the offered cup, she drank much to the woman's amusement and when she had finished, the woman had simply gone. The student was soon to find out why. Her head began to swim and she tried to open the door to find it locked. She'd been tricked. She was about to cry out when she and the goblet fell to the floor…