Darkness spread across the land of Albion as Morgana sat upon the throne with a proud triumphant smile. No one could touch her now, she was Queen of Camelot and Arthur was dead. Victory was hers. Yet still the corners of her mouth turned down in sorrow. Victory did not please her, not really. Yes she had wanted this for so long and yet she felt empty inside.
"Get out!" She screamed at the two guards by her side protecting her. They gave each other puzzled looks before sauntering off mumbling "yes my lady."
Not a moment too soon as tears began to slide down her face. Just outside the throne room she heard a scuffle and a crash as her guards were easily dispatched. Morgana wiped away her tears and stood up just as Arthur came crashing through the heavy wooden door with his entourage shooting all rumors she had heard of his death down.
Morgana's emotions tired of being bottled up struggled to the surface causing her powers to pull apart the room they now stood in, she closed her eyes tight angry with herself for letting her power get so out of control.
Great stone blocks tumbled down crashing into the floor. Arthur held his arm up hoping to shield himself when Merlin's eyes turned amber flicking away the piece of debris hurling itself at Arthur with his magic. The ceiling above where Morgana stood started to collapse and heavy stone blocks hurtled towards her.
"No! Morgana!" she heard a voice shout and felt someone thump into her, knocking her out of the way as the throne room collapsed around them. The great stones that made up the throne room blocked the doorway, leaving just her and her rescuer locked in amongst the ruins.
She opened her eyes to find familiar blue ones staring back at her and could feel his powerful body pressing against hers as he led protectively on top of her shielding her from the threat. Morgana ached for them to stay like that forever, to not have this conflict between them.
Arthur briefly scanned her with his eyes checking she was okay before rolling off her and onto his back. They led there for a moment in silence collecting their thoughts.
"What happened to us Morgana?" Arthur said breaking the silence "We used to be so fond of each other."
Morgana dragged herself away from him leaning against a collapsed part of the wall.
"I guess people change." She sneered.
He sat up and gazed over at her "You hate me don't you? I can see it in your eyes."
Morgana let out a short laugh "Forgive me Arthur, if it's hard to like someone who despises you who you are, for what you are." She lit a small flame in the centre of her hand to emphasise her point.
"Why did you save me just now?" Morgana asked.
"Despite everything Morgana, I don't want to see you dead."
"I still want you dead." She hissed
"That's not true. Else I would be dead by now."
She cast a fiery glare at him and he shrugged.
"Whatever the case we can't stay here forever we have to find a way out." He said pushing at a lump of stone by the door.
"Why would I help you get back to your precious friends" She huffed folding her arms across her breast.

"Well this your fault and we can't stay here forever, we can at least call a truce until we get out of here. Now come and help me with this." He grunted pulling at the unstable pile of rocks. "Use your magic or something" he muttered.
Morgana stood up with a grin on her face "The mighty Arthur Pendragon can't move a couple of teeny stones, I don't need magic." She declared "since I've always been stronger than you. This should be easy."

Morgana tugged at a pile of wreckage near the door pulling at it making it fall down piece by piece.
"See." She smiled smugly. Arthur rolled his eyes at her as he tugged at one part of the wreckage.
Suddenly more of the rock tumbled down from above striking Morgana and knocking her to the ground. Arthur dashed over and dragged the heavy rocks off her, scooping her into his arms and cradling her limp body.
"Morgana!" He shook her gently "Morgana wake up!"
Her eyes shot open as she took a deep breath.
"Are you hurt?" Arthur asked concern etched across his face.
She writhed in his arms "My body is aching." Blood seeped through her dress from where the jagged rock had struck her on her side.
"I'm so sorry Morgana, I didn't mean for you to get hurt."
"Stop that."
"Stop what?"
"Caring about me, I don't deserve it." She grumbled pushing her hands against his chest to make him let her go. But he gently held on to her resisting her efforts.
"Where does it hurt?" He asked ignoring what she had she said.
"Everywhere." Morgana shut her eyes focusing on trying to block out the pain.
"If you weren't wearing such a long dress I could try and bandage you up to stop the bleeding."
Morgana panicked "Oh you'd like that wouldn't you Arthur Pendragon! To see me without clothes." She snapped.
"It isn't because I want to see you like that It's so I can help determine if you are seriously hurt." He protested. "Don't you know any healing spells?"
"No, I only ever learnt a few spells Morgause taught me and they were never on healing, mostly on how to hurt someone." she frowned.
"Well then I will have to help you."
He tenderly removed her clothes and ripped apart a piece of his shirt to use as a bandage. Which he wrapped around her upper waist as the blood slowly dripped from the wound in her side. He covered her back up and saw the bruises that were forming over her body and gently pressed his lips against a bruise forming on her shoulder as if a kiss would make everything better.
"What are you doing?" Morgana breathed softly, her lips trembling.
"Something I should have done a long time ago." He said wrapping his hand around the back of her neck leaning in for a kiss. Morgana felt her soft lips meeting his and she lost herself in that tender kiss, her whole body aching for him as his was for hers. She felt herself suddenly reach up and tangle her hands in his soft blonde hair as she clutched onto him deepening the kiss.

The debris blocking the door was shifted by strong hands and suddenly Merlin's shocked face appeared, Surrounded by the knights that had helped to move the rocks. Swords were drawn and Morgana was pulled away from Arthur's arms.