She wasn't always the black sheep. Once, long ago, she was a princess in all but name. The entire court adored her. Suitors of every kind flocked to her. She was hailed as one of the most beautiful women in Albion. But that was long ago. Now she is called cruel, evil. Everyone now flees from her. The evil Pendragon witch they call her. Watching what would be known as the Battle of Camlann from afar, she witnesses the end of her half-brother Arthur by the boy he once helped save. As she turned away, she realized, as the last Pendragon, she was the black sheep no longer.
Originally writtin in response to Drabble 365's Theme 47: Black Sheep over on LJ.