Chapter 1

Under the full moon, Camelot was surrounded by flashes of lightning and a storm that seemed to never waver or weaken. In the farthest tower of the castle, the dark clouds encircled the window pane where the thunder boomed the loudest throughout the whole sturdy castle.

Inside was a woman with midnight black hair who tossed and turned as she slept on her bed. Inside her mind, secrets and prophecies clouded her psyche. At the peak of the nightmare, her eyelids opened showing a pair of amber irises. The candles around her bed were ignited. Not a second passed, she sat up screaming her lungs out and passed out the second after.

Footsteps rushed throughout the dark halls. The door flew open. Two figures came in, one with blonde hair, the other with dark hair.

The one with the blonde hair drew out his sword from his side and started examing the room. The dark haired figure ran to the woman on the bed and touched her forehead, flinching at the touch.

"She's burning! Arthur!" The dark haired figure called the blonde figure. "Morgana's fever is acting up again. She probably screamed in pain."

"There's no one here. Merlin, call Gaius. I'll stay here to watch over Morgana."

"I thought Gaius said her fever broke yesterday?" Merlin stood up and ran to the door.

"Apparently, it hasn't." Merlin's footsteps were heard running in the hall. It sounded like it was in panic. "Morgana? You need to wake up. How are you feeling?"

Arthur slightly shook her shoulder, wanting her to awaken but not a single murmur or stir was heard or seen from the lady on the bed.

He noticed her lips were pale unlike its usual red tint. She had dark rims around her eyes. Probably from the constant nightmares plaguing her sleep.

"Arthur, I brought Gauis." Merlin entered the door with an older man with long gray hair cascading, reaching his shoulders.

Gaius walked towards Morgana, carrying a small glass vial. "What exactly happened?"

"We don't exactly know" Arthur ran a hand through his hair and placed the other on his waist. "I was going through documents until I heard a loud scream."

The old man looked at them. "That's impossible. Your room is on the opposite side of the structure. No matter how loud she screams, it could never reach that far in the castle."

Merlin helped Gaius raise Morgana's head for her to drink the vial. "Well we heard it, loud and clear. We thought she was being attacked!"

"Thankfully she wasn't" Gaius said as the last contents of the vial dripped on her lips. "There. That should being down her fever."

Arthur asked. "Are you sure Gaius?"

"Im not certain sire. Her fever is a rare case. It's probably because of the lack of sleep. Her body doesn't have enough energy to fight against her sickness." Gaius stood up from the bed. "For now, we'll all sleep. We'll check up on her the day after. Sire?"

As much as Arthur wanted to stay and watch over her, he still had duties to attend to the day after. He needed all the sleep he could get.

"Alright. Merlin before you wake me up tomorrow, I want you to check up on Morgana first."

"Why can't you do that yourself?" Merlin groaned as he followed Arthur out of Morgana's quarters.

Little did they know, the lady's eyes flew open in panic.

She sat up with tears forming on her eyes. She clutched her chest in pain, wanting for her breathing to normalize. She fought the oncoming migraine as she forced herself off her bed.

In her mind, she had one goal: to see Arthur. The nightmare showed another vision of the bonde prince in danger. These dreams have been occuring lately.

She wanted anything for it to stop. But she knew, deep down, it wouldn't. She knew that the cause was far more sinister than expected. Because of this, despite the trouble she exerted to reach the door, she stopped on her tracks.

A second passed and she walked away, not wanting to face the cruel fate she knew that was to come.

Morgana decided on sitting on the chair beside her window, watching the storm brewing.

She sat there and watched the storm stop, as the sun rose from the horizon, making her dread the future that she was certain will come.

Her door creaked open and a woman with sun kissed skin and dark hair entered. "Morgana, you're up early"

"I wanted to see something beautiful before disaster strikes"

"What?"

She knew her maid servant, Gwen wouldn't understand. Everyone wouldn't.

Before she decided to face the day and it's events, her walls went up. "It's nothing. I hope."