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Emerald and Sapphire
Chapter 3 – Her Father’s Daughter
Arthur was ready to lead her close to his bed, but she stopped him, they knew this wasn’t the time or the place, or the way to do this for the first time.
‘No, please no, not like this…’ Morgana begged and Arthur let his forehead rest against hers as they breathed heavily, he nodded after a moment, she had been away for long, and she had woken up feelings inside him that none else could provoke until then but he needed to respect her, after all, she was the woman he knew the most, his sister, he tried to push the disturbing truth out of his mind.
‘I have to go and make sure the word is spread of my return to Camelot, so most of the people can stop trying to attack you,’ Morgana stated and Arthur smiled, she indeed cared for the throne, he nodded his head but didn’t unwrap his arms from around her slender form. He loved to have her back, after the excruciating past eighteen months that the spells were broken, they were finally free to care for each other, damn the consequences… this is what they believed right.
‘I will have the council tomorrow, they have already started the cancelation of my marriage with Guinevere… she has left with Lancelot for the past week, leaving only a note…’ Arthur said and with a small happy kick, his heart showed him he no longer felt as depressed as he did just a few minutes ago, he was angry yes, betrayed and fooled but not sad, not pained, had he been at all? He had stopped caring for Gwen for a long time now…
‘I know…’ Morgana only said and Arthur nodded, feeling awkward that she was using magic indeed, he hadn’t seen her, he only knew of her powers. He nodded again awkwardly and finally asked.
‘Where have you been for the past months?’ he asked and Morgana smiled for the first time in that night, a smile he hadn’t seen in so long, a smile he had missed so much…
‘I needed sometime, Arthur… I have been through a lot in the past years, my powers awoke, my sister enchanted me for them to grow for certain proposes… and then the spells were broken and I had to maintain my powers myself. I had to deal with the things I see in my dreams, the futures that are revealed to me, I’m a sorceress and I have to deal with new rules set by me, for me…’ Morgana said honestly and Arthur nodded his head once again, hoping she was making a good job, she looked calm, strong, not the tired creature he had found in the middle of the forest back then. And like that, his mind traveled to Merlin’s face at her sight, and then his mind focused on the young man.
He couldn’t believe Merlin was a warlock; he had been hiding for so long. According to Morgana, he was the one who unleashed the Great Dragon, which was an action of treason, his best friends was his biggest traitor, but why he tried to save him so many times over in the past years? What was going on with him? Why on one hand he unleashed beasts and on the other hand, he tried to save him all the time?
‘I need you to tell me about Merlin, what else do you know?’ Arthur asked and Morgana this time abandoned his arms, her face darkening, getting sharper in anger.
‘He has been hiding his true nature from you from day one, he has been using it on you for a long time, usually to patch up the magical wrongdoings he would have done first, that’s what I have seen, I have also seen him talking with the Great Dragon, commanding him like a dragonlord...’ Morgana said coldly and Arthur sighed, she turned around and looked at him, they both knew Merlin would be a thorn between them.
‘He tried to kill me at least twice, he killed my sister, he betrayed me, do not expect of me to seat in my corner and play nice, Arthur.’ Morgana said furiously this time, she was free of any spell but her heart was full of hatred for the young warlock, the hypocrite, the coward.
‘He tried to kill you?’ Arthur asked in disbelief, why would Merlin do such thing? How he knew about Morgana’s power? Why he never said a word?
‘He poisoned me, the day Morgause took me away… it was as to save me from the poison he had given me and I so foolishly drank, I had no idea he would do such thing to me… he betrayed me,’ Morgana said furiously and Arthur watched her eyes darkening at the memory, he hadn’t been in the chamber of the throne, he had only burst inside the moment Morgause was taking her sister away, he couldn’t know… ‘And then, the night of my birthday… I was going for Uther… and he magically stopped me, but he was such a fool that his power knocked a torch close to me, I panicked and fell from the stairs… I didn’t know what had happened to me for a long time after my recovery, but I saw it all through my gift while I was away…’ Morgana added, she didn’t care that she revealed to Arthur her plans to kill Uther back then, they both knew Morgana’s hatred for their father, there was no reason to deny it. Arthur didn’t know what to say at her revelations.
‘Go where you have to go to and we’ll talk about it later… Merlin’s out of Camelot anyway…’ Arthur tried tiredly, the anger still bubbled inside him for the lies Merlin had told him and the news of him having tried to kill Morgana didn’t do any good, but he wanted desperately to listen to Merlin’s side of the story as well, he wanted to know what was going on. Lancelot and Gwen had already left like thieves, he wanted to make sure Morgana wasn’t just venting her hatred on Merlin by accusing him. He knew she wouldn’t do it for a lot of people but indeed, Merlin had killed a person she loved –no matter how manipulative that person was- and it would be understandable for her to want Merlin’s head on a plate, however, Arthur needed answers.
Morgana stole another kiss from his lips and smiled at him before he could wrap his arms around her once again as the first little sunrise illuminated the room in a beautiful orange color that soon was turning pink. Their lips met again and they enjoyed the silence of the early morning.
‘I better be going, I have a long ride, you should arrange the matters of the annulment of the marriage and I will be back hopefully with the best of news.’ Morgana said as she put the hood back over her head and Arthur nodded his own, still a part of himself couldn’t believe that a few hours ago he wanted her dead and now he knew the truth that changed so many things, changed him as well.
‘We have so many things to talk about…’ Arthur said softly and Morgana smiled faintly and nodded.
‘Indeed, we do, but let us finish these arrangements and then we have all the time of the world to clarify everything from the time Morgause visited Camelot and on…’ Morgana said, it was evident, even the reference of her sister’s name still hurt her very much.
‘I will see you in a few days…’ Arthur said, suddenly feeling awkward for losing her just like that again. ‘Be safe,’ he said mostly out of habit than actual warning, she had been on her own for such a long time, of course she knew how to be safe. Morgana nonetheless smiled and thanked him with a sweet kiss on the lips.
Her white mare galloped through valleys and forests until the late night, she stopped in every hidden place of magical people and non-dangerous creatures, to spread the word of her return upon the throne herself, to make sure the people believed it, to give them hope, Morgana took the night’s rest and started again at the first light of dawn, the magical races and the druids had moved as far from the castle of Camelot as possible, ever since she had been dethroned, along every hope of theirs to find peace. Now she had to find the druids and as she could see through her magic and the trails, she was close to find the one she was searching for: Mordred.
She might had spoken to Arthur, they might have been back to “normal” if you could say that by now, but before Morgana could walk up the path she had seen in her dream, the night Morgause died, she first wanted to try and make amends for one more time with the young druid. Choosing Arthur over Mordred without him knowing felt wrong for Morgana, she wanted at least to try and mend Mordred’s hatred for the young King of Camelot.
Her long cloak waved behind her like the tail of a beautiful meteor as she finally found the camp of the remaining druids. She stopped her horse as she approached and jumped off its back, patting the neck of the animal as she bound the reins around a log.
‘I hope you’re not here to try and make another pact with me,’ Mordred’s voice was heard inside her head and the young sorceress sighed and turned around to find Mordred looking at her with his piercing eyes. It was true, in the past eighteen months Mordred had approached her a few times, while the druids tried to make a revolution against Camelot and Morgana tried as many times to approach the young boy to make a pact for her to return to the throne without having Arthur killed, all their times failed, yet the two magical people tried to keep their relationship in good terms in the sake of saving each other in the past.
‘I’m here to talk to you about something that is good for all of us,’ Morgana replied in the same way as some druids approached the soon to be Queen of Camelot and greet her, Mordred nodded and showed her the way of a path out of the camp, they moved together towards it.
Morgana had tried many times, through her power to find out more about the mysterious boy, she had tried over the past months to find out why she felt such a bond with him and always failed, her Seer’s talent never got through the buriers that blocked her way. She knew it was magic that stopped her and she knew it was powerful, she just didn’t know the reason of all the secrecy.
‘Tell me the reason of your visit… you have traveled far.’ Mordred finally said as they sat on a log be each other’s side, it was clear he wasn’t a little boy anymore, he might was just a few months older than what Morgana last saw him but his face was changing into one of a teenager, his face was a bit more sharpened, a bit darker.
‘After months of preparing and recovering from the things that happened to me, I visited Arthur last night,’ Morgana started and Mordred remained silent, letting her to elaborate. ‘Morgause’s spells have been broken as I had seen and a lot of things back in Camelot are very different, Arthur and I decided to become one, through marriage, in the near future.’ Morgana added softly and the young druid’s features hardened instantly.
‘Your marrying the man who stole the throne from you, the man whose father did all this to you,’ Mordred pointed out accusingly, he didn’t mind the truth of Morgana being Arthur’s half-sister, nor that Uther was her father as well, Morgana sighed.
‘Mordred… I always had feelings for Arthur, they were just… paused because of what happened to me by the woman I had told you about, Morgause. And we both need to admit that he deserves the throne as much as I do… We tried in the past to find a way, you and I and now I am here to offer you something.’ Morgana said softly and the young boy watched her.
‘You would make me so happy if you agreed on joining me upon my return to Camelot, come and live with me, be my councilor, I won’t have many people to love me like you do, you will be safe with me on the throne, you don’t have to remain in hiding anymore.’ Morgana said, in some of the futures she had seen, in one of the most blurry and less possible to take place, Mordred had indeed joined her and he had grown to like Arthur, not even her child was needed to face him like she had seen in other versions of the future.
Mordred shot up from the fallen tree they were sat on and looked at Morgana with a furious expression.
‘How can you ask me of such thing? I would never abandon my people, you once wished to live here forever, and now… you’re returning to the people who killed my father and mother…’ Mordred this time shouted hotly through his powers and Morgana narrowed her eyes in confusion.
‘Your mother was killed?’ Morgana asked softly and Mordred kept his glare on her.
‘You knew my mother very well…’ Mordred said and Morgana remained silent, trying to think of someone in the court that had been executed or killed or just died and could be Mordred’s mother, she could think none.
‘It was your half-sister, Morgause.’ Mordred finally said and Morgana’s eyes widened in shock.
‘What?’ Morgana asked in disbelief, her eyes remained on the young boy before her as he too, looked furiously in hers. Morgause had never said a word about Mordred, or some husband of hers, she only cared about her and the taking of the throne of Camelot. ‘How is this possible?’ she asked weakly, maybe that was why she always felt a bond with Mordred, just like she did with her sister from the first moment she laid eyes on her when her late sister had visited to challenge Arthur and that’s why she hadn’t seen Mordred while Morgause was around, in the year they spent together.
‘You might want me just now in the castle but this was my mother’s plan from the beginning, that’s why she left me here, with my father, while he was alive, that’s why she focused on you and your potential, that’s why she died…’Mordred said and Morgana felt the guilt squeezing her heart, she had no idea, now she could understand why Mordred held such dark feelings for everyone in Camelot, it wasn’t only Uther and Arthur, it was all that Camelot represented, it was what both his parents died for and under what believed they raised him, it was her own “fail” to be what Morgause wanted her to be, it was her “fail” not only to her sister but her nephew as well.
Morgana stood up and tried to approach the boy but he moved away from her touch, still looking at her furiously, even if they had disagreed in the past, they were never hostile with each other.
‘If you join yourself with Arthur Pendragon, the son of the man who killed my father, if you accept to live under the same roof with Emrys, the one who killed my mother, I swear to the Old Religion, Morgana that I will never forgive you.’ Mordred said and Morgana’s eyes filled with tears, she didn’t want that, especially now that she knew the truth, she loved that young boy, even before she knew he was a part of her beloved sister, she didn’t want to lose him.
‘Please Mordred, listen to me… my union with Arthur will make Camelot and our side only greater, we will achieve equality, we will make it,’ Morgana tried but Mordred’s features hardened even more.
‘I do not wish to listen to more, Emrys already tried to kill us both, my mother is dead, so my father is, because of Camelot and its knights and kings, and now you’re betraying me in the name of the throne, you’re a Pendragon indeed.’ Mordred said and Morgana could swear she felt her heart breaking.
In a way, she knew the boy was right, she was responsible for a lot of things and now becoming one with Arthur hurt Mordred so deeply, she was taking away from herself the only one connecting her with Morgause and at the same time, she was taking away the only relative Mordred had, herself.
‘Please… we can handle Merlin… we can do what we want…’ Morgana tried again but the boy started to move away. She followed him and stopped him by touching his arm, the boy stopped and turned at her with furious and pained eyes.
‘Arthur Pendragon and Emrys will be handled by me, you obviously are not worthy of the sacrifices my mother made… you’re weak, you’re kneeling before your heart’s feelings and you’re accepting to return as an ally to the people who killed your family, who tore you apart. From this day on, Morgana Pendragon, you and the King of Camelot are enemies of mine,’ Mordred said with a cold voice Morgana hadn’t been used to listen from him.
Hot tears ran down her cheek as the boy jerked his arm away and started moving again. She remained there for a few moments, and then, she felt as if her cloak’s inner pocket was heavier than before. She reached for the inside of it and her eyes filled with tears once again as she took out the bracelet her sister had given her back then.
It was still dark and all its shine was gone but she always carried it with her, as to have her sister with her, as to remember not to be manipulated by anyone ever again. She couldn’t know why Morgause hadn’t told her about Mordred or when she had decided to help her to get to the throne, but she knew that this bracelet didn’t belong to her anymore. She knew that Mordred had indeed, all the rights in the world to want revenge on Camelot and she could only swear to her sister’s memory not to harm her own nephew in her try to stop him, their family had been depleted in a vendetta of pain and revenge, she couldn’t lose either Arthur or Mordred in this.
‘Wait!’ she called out and rushed to catch up with the young boy who was rejoining the camp. He stopped once again and looked at her with angry eyes, waiting. She fell on her knees before him and outstretched her hand for him, the bracelet was in her palm.
‘I loved my sister very much, and no matter what you’re going to hear about her, she was a great person, I am so sorry things cannot be different,’ Morgana said as the tears ran down her cheeks, she knew this was probably the last time to see her nephew before they would see each other in a battle of domination over Camelot. She offered him the bracelet and the boy, after a moment of hesitation took it. ‘It was your grandmother’s, your mum had given it to me, and now I feel like you must have it,’ Morgana added with a small voice, the boy looked at the dark jewel and then at her. ‘Please, there must be another way,’ Morgana whispered desperately as her emerald eyes looked in her nephew’s blue ones, all the while feeling her heart sinking as indeed, she was acting and talking like Uther and Merlin, the two people she hated the most, the boy shook his head
‘There is no other way…’ he spoke the words she once had spoken and the two remained frozen for a few more moments, Morgana gasped in surprise the moment the boy hugged her tightly.
‘You’re your father’s daughter, dear aunt, the day I will take the life of you and your husband will be one of the worst days of my life, but you’ve chosen this path,’ Mordred whispered in her ear and she shivered to the bone as he moved away from her and put the bracelet around his wrist.
Morgana was left on her knees, with her dress pooling around her frame as she watched the boy leaving for the tents, she had remained frozen at his words, so they were at war, her heart raced as she knew she needed to return to Camelot and get ready to be Queen, the soonest she was on the throne and with child, the safer she and Arthur would be, along the rest of Camelot....
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