Merlin found Lily floating on the surface of the water of a lake, unconscious. He rushed over to the waters edge and was about to wade in to grab her, when a lady emerged from the pool in front of him. "Good morrow Emrys. You've come to the Lake of the Lily Maids to retrieve the young Pendragon princess, correct." Merlin gaped at her, confused. "Um... yes? Who- What? How?" The lady chuckled. "Poor boy. I will explain in time. You cannot enter the pool just yet. The princess is healing."
“You can be shaped, or you can be broken. There is not much in between. Try to learn. Be coachable. Try to learn from everybody, especially those who fail. This is hard. … How promising you are as a Student of the Game is a function of what you can pay attention to without running away.”