#young merlin standing in an empty field. he's only a child. 5 or 6 maybe.

[adhd-merlin]

The way Elen saw it, Hunith was an odd woman, who had chosen as her bedfellow an even odder man, appeared and disappeared under odd circumstances, so it was no wonder that the child born from that union had turned out to be odd.

The way Elen's husband saw it, Hunith worked hard and minded her own business, which was more than could be said about some women (this last bit he would add with a pointed look to his wife).

The gods, however, had given Elen a pair of keen eyes as well as a sharp tongue, and she could see that ‘odd’ was the kindest word for Hunith's boy.

The signs were there from the start, back when Hunith refused to let other people see or handle her baby, which the women of the village had put down to grief for the loss of the boy's father. But the years passed, and the boy grew, and it became clear to Elen that there was something wrong with the child.