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Emerald and Sapphire
Chapter Seven – Regina Morgana Le Fay
It had been seven days ever since their handfasting and the King and Queen of Camelot had hardly left their chambers for more than a couple of hours every time. Activities only a couple could perform freely inside the safety of their bedchambers kept them busy.
‘I don’t want to wake up…’ Arthur pouted and Morgana smiled and raised from her position on his shoulder, supporting herself on her elbow and kissing his lips.
‘I know…. But we have to,’ Morgana said and Arthur grinned and kissed her lips back as his hand caressed her bare back.
‘I guess we can’t have the coronation of the Queen of Camelot without her and the King, right?’ Arthur asked lightly and Morgana grinned and shook her head, after a moment however the smile fainted, Arthur understood immediately.
‘It’s in the past, Morgana, this is your right coronation, you were under spells.’ Arthur tried and Morgana sighed but her face remained grim.
‘I still remember a big part of me wanting it as much as my enchanted self wanted.’ Morgana said softly and Arthur took her chin gently with his hand.
‘Like every person before the throne and the chance to have it, Morgana please… the people out there expect you to become what you’re born to be…’ Arthur said and Morgana finally smiled a bit, ‘besides, do not spoil a week of no nightmares with stress, please,’ Arthur said and Morgana smiled this time even wider. Arthur was right, for the past week, ever since the night before the handfasting and that awful nightmare of her child’s birthday, Morgana hadn’t seen a simple dream that would disturb her and she was so relieved and happy about it.
‘You’re right, we should get ready,’ Morgana finally said and after another deep kiss, the couple of royals stood up and started the day of Morgana’s coronation.
~*~
The Throne room was full of people, magical and not, royals and noblemen and knights were all there, waiting for the moment that would signal the enormous change in Camelot’s history.
The double doors opened widely, the chorus started and Morgana took a deep breath and started moving slowly, she had chosen red for her clothes with her maids, she was a Pendragon, now both through birth and marriage, she wanted to honor the throne she was taking upon.
She moved through the crowd, and could feel everyone’s eyes on her as her long hair was spread on her back in curls, she was looking forward, all the way to the thrones and the King, but only for a moment, she glanced towards the spot Merlin was standing, their eyes locked for a moment, his gaze had nothing to look like the one she had seen in her nightmare, when Gwen was becoming crowned queen.
Now he looked awful, regretful, as if he was attending Arthur’s funeral, that infuriated her, but she brought her eyes back to her husband, as she reached the small steps to the thrones the moment Arthur gave her his hand to hold as to get to her knees. Their eyes locked with each other as he took the crown and brought it high above her head.
‘By the Sacred Laws, vested in me, I pronounce you, Morgana Queen of Camelot,’ Arthur said as he lowered the crown on her head and rested it there. Morgana smiled at him as he offered her his hand once again, she took it and raised, moved by his side and turned around to the people. The bells started and everyone bowed as the chorus went on with the happy march. Everyone bowed to the new King and Queen of Camelot as they sat on the thrones with their hands still connected.
The royal couple moved to the balcony of the castle and waved at the gathered crowd that applauded for their monarchs. You could spot humans, elves, warlocks and sorceresses and other magical beings, friendly to the people around Camelot.
Soon the couple moved inside the castle again, that night a feast would take place, both to celebrate the crowning of Morgana’s and the pacts Camelot established with York, Essex and Mercia, the Kings of the north and northeast realized that a magical Queen would only have Camelot more powerful and they preferred to have a pact with the future High King than find themselves against him in the future. What Uther never achieved, the union of Britain against the Saxons, because he always had the war against magic to hold him back, now was a step closer to be materialized by Arthur, who instead, embraced magic in his kingdom.
‘My King… and Queen…’ sir Leon’s voice was heard rushed and rasped as he approached the couple from a corridor in their way to their chambers as to change for the feast that was to follow. The tone of hostility was evident when he referred to Morgana as his queen but the two royals focused on the news he was bringing instead his ways, for now at least. ‘The Saxons, an army of two thousands are moving through the borders of Cenred to the forest of Ascetir, they’re allowed by Cenred’s nephew, Cerdic, in his furry for the death of his uncle by the…Queen’s half-sister…’ Sir Leon said and Morgana looked at Arthur in horror, the Sea Wolves, of course they would try to attack now, with all these changes within Camelot.
Arthur remained calmed and thanked Sir Leon, commanded for the knights, half the cavalry and a thousand of soldiers to get ready, took Morgana by the hand and moved to their chambers. The moment he closed the door behind them he leaned against it and took a deep breath as Morgana stood right before him, their hands still holding each other.
‘How come you didn’t see this coming?’ Arthur asked as he closed his eyes to focus on all the things he had to do immediately. Morgana thought about it for a moment, she didn’t know why, she should have seen it coming.
‘I don’t know, my dreams were always about your downfall, I had even seen Gwen’s coronation,’ Morgana started, not sure if it was a wise move to mention his first wife in her own coronation day, yet she wanted to explain to him how things work, they still had so many things to explore together in their relationship. ‘I saw her betrayal, your downfall from within if I hadn’t come in time. If I hadn’t stopped you from fighting and chasing two people you care about no more, yet the betrayal of Lancelot divided the knights, the word was spread and now, they use my new position as queen as the motive for their invasion, but I guess, since I didn’t see it coming, it’s nothing of great importance, Arthur, we just have to put them in their place.’ Morgana explained and Arthur sighed, she had said it, “we” and he knew he had to stop her.
‘I will come with you,’ she said softly, yet determined, Arthur’s eyes snapped opened and looked at her almost with anger.
‘No, forget it, it’s too dangerous, it’s not like a bunch of thieves in that little village, these actions, moving through Cenred’s borders mean war both with Cenred and the Sea Wolves. You have to stay here.’ Arthur replied but Morgana shook her head and smiled almost teasingly at him, he hated that, usually he left him with no answer when talking with that expression on her face.
‘The army you wish for, half magical, half human is not ready yet, and it won’t be ready for months, we gained some pacts but we expected rivalry too. I can help you with my powers, you, the cavalry and your knights can fight, but I can hold them where you want them to be with my powers. I will be alright, if it makes you feel better, I can stay in the last line, away from the line of fire. But I will come with you, Arthur. This kingdom is mine as it is yours.’ Morgana insisted and Arthur almost groaned at her words, she was right, she could be useful, two thousand people were not much but he wasn’t sure what Cerdic could be planning. He framed her face with his hands and they looked deep into each other’s eyes.
‘An arrow, that’s all it takes to have you injured or killed, Morgana, I need someone to stay here, to take care of the throne, of the people.’ Arthur tried once again, he wasn’t used to his queen requiring to follow into battle, Guinevere never did such thing, she couldn’t even if she wanted, she had no training so she always stayed within the castle’s walls but now he couldn’t deny Morgana’s right words, magic could help, save so many soldiers of his army.
‘Let Sir. Leon, here, even though I hate him, I know he would never betray you.’ Morgana said honestly, she would even let an enemy of the throne to take care of the government if it was for her to help and possibly save Arthur. ‘Do it for me…’ she whispered, she knew she was a step away, she wouldn’t allow her husband go on his own to a fight when she could help. Arthur sighed and touched his forehead with hers, their crowns touching as well.
‘You will remain in the far back, I don’t even want to see you near the cavalry or the army and if you think you can’t keep them under your powers, you take the horse and return here, am I understood?’ Arthur finally said and Morgana smiled brightly in triumph.
‘Yes, Sire…’ she said with a smile that showed him even now things could get better, her voice so different from these weeks ago, that night when she offered a future of prosperity that was yet to come.
Arthur moved down the stairs as to talk to the army leaders, he needed everyone ready, the road to the eastern borderline with Cenred was half a day long so they would be there by nightfall. The feast would have to wait as this could be the start of war. As Arthur, now dressed in his armor, moved down the corridors, Merlin found him in his way.
‘You’re taking Morgana with you?’ he asked in panic and Arthur looked at him for a moment, not pausing his fast pacing but nodded his head. The two men had still not talked a lot, and Arthur was feeling as if not have said his last word about Merlin but he did his best to remain calm as he saw Merlin sweating and trying to talk.
‘Tell me Merlin, quickly, as you heard, we can possibly be at war, I don’t have time.’ Arthur urged and Merlin finally spoke.
‘You’re taking a woman into battle? Her? What… what if she gets injured?’ Merlin asked in panic, the deal with the dragon was different, Arthur would be away and Morgana was to give birth, now this could change the plans, one life was to be created and one taken, but in the right time.
‘She’s of magic as you well know, she can help very much, besides, I will let no harm upon her, are you suddenly worried about her?’ Arthur asked, maybe harder than he intended. He still couldn’t believe Merlin had lied to him for all this time and he had tried to kill Morgana.
‘I just… I just want to know you will be alright,’ Merlin said and this time Arthur paused and turned to look at him.
‘You think Morgana is the problem, Merlin but I am still very unsure of what to believe for you so don’t push it, you already have taken it too far and you’re still here because of the times of friendship I believed we shared and the times you saved me, your motives still are misty to me when she bared herself before me and explained what happened to her and she wants, so I advise you, if not command you to stop trying to cause problem with the Queen…’ Arthur said before he could start again, this time leaving Merlin behind, distraught and worried, would everything turn out as they should?
~~
The army left Camelot with Arthur and Morgana leading the way on their horses. They would arrive in the field after the sunset but they had to get there the soonest. Even if Morgana was going to help, Arthur felt the warrior awaking inside of him, he had been fighting against the lords and kings of the smaller kingdoms of Britain ever since he got married to Gwen, an insignificant Queen who didn’t even produce an heir in the year and half of hers on the throne, he hadn’t expected to be fighting once again so soon but he was ready nevertheless.
‘What did Merlin want?’ Morgana asked as the two of them had moved a few feet ahead of the first line. ‘Olwyn, my maid from the coven told me she saw you two talking and she heard my name.’ Morgana added and Arthur sighed and shrugged.
‘He wondered why you’re coming with me,’ Arthur answered honestly and Morgana snorted.
‘He’s worried of my wellbeing?’ she asked in a mocking way and Arthur gave her a look of this-is-not-the-time-or-the-place that paused her from keeping up. ‘I’m still worried of him being around me,’ she added, this time seriously as indeed, she was worried the young warlock would plot something against her behind her back, her maids were witches, as she wanted them to be and they would have a watchful eye on Merlin but Morgana was still worried.
‘We’re going to fight the Saxons and maybe a number of soldiers from Cenred and you’re worried about Merlin? I thought you were far magical stronger than him.’ Arthur tried to challenge her in a good nature and she smiled this time, wickedly.
‘I am stronger, but even the best of us sometimes are lied to…’ Morgana retorted softly with the reminder of Merlin’s lies to Arthur who sobered up and rolled his eyes.
A movement from their right halted their movements and they both took their swords out of their cases, the armored couple waited and Morgana raised her arm for the rest of the army to stop and the archers to be ready. It was midday but Morgana knew that if magical races wanted to be protected, they could easily do it even in plain sight.
From between the trees, at least thirty men showed up, all dressed in leather clothes from deer probably, they carried swords but they were inside their cases, their hands were up and Morgana immediately understood what this was about.
‘DO NOT SHOOT,’ she called out loud to the archers and dismounted her horse, the moment she did so, putting her sword back in its case, the men knelt before her, the man closer to her seemed to be the leader. Arthur watched still from his horse, not sure how she knew them.
‘My fair Queen, Morgan Le Fay, happiness and light of Avalon.’ The man said formally, with adoration for his Queen, Morgana smiled kindly and spoke.
‘Rise, my dear Arnold, no need to kneel before your “sister”,’ she said kindly and the man looked up at her and took her hand to kiss the back of it. Morgana smiled as the rest too, raised from their knees. Morgana turned towards Arthur with a smile.
‘Arthur, this is Arnold, one of the humble friends and supporters of mine, he was once with the druids but denied their current refusal to me as Queen and he left. Arnold, allow me to present you the King of Camelot, Arthur Pendragon,’ Morgana said and the man bowed once again, he didn’t get to his knees but he was respectful, obviously he and his clan were few from the countless numbers around Britain who were magical and accepted Morgana as their monarch.
‘What brings you here, sir?’ Arthur asked and Arnold acknowledged Arthur’s question but answered while looking at his Queen.
‘We heard the whispers about the Sea Wolves, this land is ours as well, we are at your service my Queen, we foresaw your involvement in the battle and we would gladly give our lives for you.’ The man said and Morgana smiled but turned first towards Arthur, their army was behind them, watching, she wouldn’t defy his authority, she might was the rightful Queen but he was the King, she had to be proper.
‘My Lord, may I have these men in my service?’ Morgana asked politely, Arthur nodded his head, magical people would keep her safe while he will be throwing himself into battle.
‘Yes, My Lady, you may.’ Arthur answered and Morgana smiled at him in thanks, a smile intimate and lovely.
The army kept moving, with the addition of the magical men close by. The hours passed by, mostly in tensed silence as the sun started setting and the men became more weary of the forest, however Arthur knew, as long as Morgana was there, almost nothing magical could harm them.
When the army finally reached the borders, it was very dark, however, you could see the countless little fires from across the field, where the Saxons had already camped for the night.
~*~
At the first crack of dawn, everyone was ready, the trumpets were heard and Arthur and his Queen moved towards the middle of the field on their horses, their army behind them, the Saxon leader moved too, along with Cerdic, nephew of the late King Cenred. The four people moved before each other but never dismounted, this was more an act of protocol than a try of stopping the battle, they were inside British territory, they didn’t belong there.
‘You’re here, King Pendragon, with your whore of a Queen to prove that your second marriage will fail too, after the servant, your bastard sister…?’ the Saxon leader asked mockingly and Arthur was ready to draw his sword and slay the pig before him but Morgana spoke in Celtic to Cerdic for him and Arthur to understand and keep the Saxon out of this.
‘You have opened your borders to the Wolves as if you were their lapdog, you allowed them to get inside Britain, now it’s time for High King Arthur to take care of this, of you,’ Morgana said in Celtic and Cerdic looked in bewilderment between the royal couple, he was furious at her for Morgause’s actions but right now his fear of being with no alliances squeezed his heart.
‘York, Essex and your neighboring Mercia made pacts with us today, you chose the worst moment possible to wave your little first at us, now we’ll give you such bite that you would have wished to keep your hands in your pockets,’ Arthur said in Celtic as well, he then turned at the Saxon who had insulted his wife and queen.
‘You will die today, Saxon, and everyone will remember how you were defeated by the Pendragons.’ Arthur said and pulled the reins of his horse like Morgana did, a small nod was enough for them to know what to do. They moved to different directions, from left and right back to their army, Morgana moved to the left and got with her horse to the back of the army, separating her from the simple soldiers there was Arnold, the warlock she had met in her time away from Camelot and his men, she was safe. Arthur moved to the right side of the front of the army.
‘Today we don’t fight for the religion or for Rome, this has been an ended story!’ Arthur started as he marched before his army, looking at his soldiers in the eyes. ‘Today we fight against the Sea Wolves, races that do not deserve to be in our land, among us, today we fight for our liberty! Today, we fight for us! For Camelot and for the union of Albion!’ Arthur this time shouted and the entire army cheered in a battle cry of adrenaline and pride.
The battle started, bloody and raw, like every human fight for domination, the Saxons might were a cruel and rogue bunch of fighters but Camelot’s army was trained well, Arthur fought like a lion, killing as many as he could, but his eyes always glanced at the back, where his Queen was on her horse, watching the battle and waiting for his sign, when he was sure it was time to end this and have them further back in the borderline, close enough for the cold mountains of Cenred to be their only way to the sea, Arthur blew the horn. The Saxons thought for a moment that he was retreating but they soon knew that the small back steps of the army were made for a reason.
Morgana heard the sign, she dismounted, moved before the men guarding her and started the spell, she kept repeating it, her eyes lit as if flames were licking her emerald orbs and soon actual fire was set around the army of the remaining Saxons, across the field. She could hear the screams of furry and pain, the noise of death as she moved with her powers the flames to close around the Saxons and either burn or push them towards the borderline of Cenred. She knew that by the end of her spell, most of the Saxons would be burnt and Cerdic would soon be fighting before Camelot, York, Essex and Mercia, maybe even more kingdoms as this battle, her help into this, was going to be known around the kingdoms the next day, and more and more kingdoms were going to realize that only the King and Queen of Camelot could be the High Monarchs of Britain. She smiled as she made the fires greater while the army of Camelot had to move away from the Hell she had just created for Camelot’s enemies.
~*~
The army returned victorious, Morgana’s Guard, as she entitled the men who guarded her during the battle left again in the forest, where they belonged. The city was joyous as the army returned and the soldiers moved inside the walls, petals and flowers, fabrics and mirth were thrown on their way as the King and Queen led the parade to the castle’s steps, where the royals of York, Essex and Mercia waited for them to welcome them back, for them, Arthur and Morgana were already the High King and Queen of Camelot, they were to be thankful for their victory as they wouldn’t have to fight against Cenred and the remaining Saxons on their own.
Arthur dismounted first and helped his wife from the horse, he wrapped his arms around her as to get her to the ground and she smiled as they were both in their armors, tired but happy for their first victory in common as king and queen.
Morgana was ready to turn around like her husband to wave at the crowd but she suddenly felt dizzy, weak, she had been tired for the past weeks, with the wedding just a week ago and now the battle and her fears and worries, the use of such amount of power and the journey back.
Arthur realized immediately that something was wrong and took his wife in his arms and led her inside the castle, she was conscious but she wasn’t coherent. Fear gripped his heart just like the night he had seen the hip of hers in the bottom of the stairs, when he would have given his place to the throne for her to see another sunrise…
He moved up the stairs of the castle and soon her maids and Merlin were moving close to the couple. All of their faces were in fear.
‘What happened to her?’ Merlin asked and Arthur shook his head as they all moved up to the couple’s chambers.
‘Please, do not let him near me,’ Morgana murmured in her delirium and both men knew she didn’t want Merlin close to her, she was afraid.
‘He won’t touch you, my lady, we’re here for you,’ Olwyn said and sent a deadly glare at Merlin, Morgana had warned her maids about what had happened, since they were some of her most loyal servants and friends by now, her enemies were theirs too.
Arthur brought her inside the bedroom and set her gently on the bed. He was ready to sit next to his wife but Olwyn gently moved between him and the bed where the Queen was.
‘Sire, maybe it would be the best for you to go out for the time of the examination, we’ll take the greatest care of the Queen, do not worry,’ Olwyn said and all the while she was glancing at Merlin as well, whose eyes were glued on the paling face of Morgana’s.
Arthur knew he would be only trouble around while the witches would cast spells and examine Morgana so he decided to move out, he would only be a burden as Morgana already seemed asleep by some spell. He sighed a last time and nodded, turned around and moved outside with Merlin. He had countless matters to take care of but right now he was going to guard Morgana’s door until someone was out and informing him about his wife, Merlin stood close by, his face grim.
‘Was she injured?’ he asked softly, his heart racing, if she had gotten herself harmed, or her child, things would change dramatically for all of them. Arthur sighed and shook his head.
‘She was just fine, she only used magic for us to finish the Saxons, nothing more and nothing less, she was tired but… I need her to be fine again. I won’t be able to keep up if I lose her now, out of something, whatever that is, not after all the time I was away from her.’ Arthur murmured mostly to himself, but his words were enough to set a boiling guilt inside Merlin’s chest that wouldn’t be extinguished anytime soon...
After a while, Arthur had no idea how long, Olwyn moved outside the room and looked at Arthur who approached her like a predator.
‘What is wrong?’ he demanded to know as he tried to peer inside the room and saw Morgana still on the mattress, but moving slightly.
‘Nothing is “wrong”, my Lord. I am most joyous to inform you that the Queen is expecting.’ Olwyn said with a huge smile and Arthur remained like a statue for a moment, his face blank, this was the last thing he expected to hear.
‘How... how you know? It’s so soon….’ He finally babbled, a week ago he was taking Morgana’s virginity and now she was pregnant. Of course he knew he would have at least a child with Morgana, she had told him about it but he never expected it to happen so soon. Olwyn smiled and explained.
‘Magic can do amazing things, Sire. We found out through a spell,’ Olwyn said and the next thing that snapped inside Arthur had him gripping the woman’s forearms.
‘Is she alright? With the battle and the journey? Was she or the baby harmed?’ he wasn’t even sure how he could ask these things, it was probably instinct, love for her and the child in her womb, but he did and he felt great, Olwyn smiled.
‘She’s only tired but other than that, completely healthy so the child is, she’s asking for you.’ Olwyn added and Arthur beamed at the maid, he then turned and beamed at Merlin who up until then was looking at Arthur with a face of fear and regret, Arthur wasn’t sure why but he didn’t care as he slapped Merlin’s shoulder in a friendly manner and then stormed inside the room with a huge smile on his face.
The maids bowed before the king and excused themselves from around the bed of the couple, where Morgana was still flat on her back. The moment the door was closed behind them, Arthur rushed close to Morgana, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and back and brought her close to him for a deep kiss that had them both gasping for breath after a point.
‘You’re making me so happy,’ Arthur whispered against Morgana’s lips and Morgana smiled and hugged him tightly. ‘I can’t believe it happened so fast, but I am glad, so glad,’ Arthur added and Morgana kissed his neck and nodded.
‘Indeed… so fast…’ Morgana said in a tired voice, yet her mind was racing, a boiling fear was set in her stomach, was this just a matter of luck? Or a certain someone had gotten himself involved in her quick conception, no, she had enemies within the court, of course she did, and Merlin was her greatest, but he wouldn’t dare, right? He wouldn’t dare kill her through her own labor he wouldn’t endanger her child, Arthur’s child…. Merlin wouldn’t do that to Arthur, would he? She hadn’t been able to foresee the future, that’s why she hadn’t seen any dream about the Saxons, she was already expecting for the past days.
Morgana closed her eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling in Arthur’s familiar scent, praying to the Goddess for magic not having been involved in her conception, she knew the rules, one life created, one life taken.
If she and the child were to die in labor, Arthur would follow a few years later from Mordred’s hands and then Merlin would carry the guilt for the end of the Pendragons and Camelot’s doom…
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