A/N- Well, this is my first of MANY drabbles for BBC's Merlin. ;) I've seen a couple of these and I decided in order to get some practice in, I should start with these. I hope you like them and please inform me in the review what you think. Thanks everyone!
Disclaimer: I don't know any of Merlin's pure awesomeness.
Summary: Gwen thinks about how much Morgana has changed.
Merlin Drabble 1: Gwen Wonders
Gwen stood tall on the balcony with the moon shining in the corner of her eyes, stealing the glory like twinkling stars. Her thoughts wandered a bit to a very old friend that she'd pledged her friendship to long ago. Morgana.
It had been a year since her disappearance and just a few weeks since her discovery in the forest, clothed only in rages and completely petrified with fear. Gwen had been so worried that, at first, the truth behind her old friends eyes were lost to her. After merely a day, it all started to piece together . . .
There was something wrong with Morgana. The way she hardly spoke to her as a friend was her first hint. At the start, Gwen was sure it was shock, but it seemed deeper then that. When she thought Gwen wasn't looking, her eyes would slowly revert to something cold and sinister. There was something hidden behind the wide eyed girl's fear; something that was burrowed deep so not to let intruders in. Gwen was so much more then what she appeared to be. She was strong and extremely clever. She could still remember what Morgana was like even after being completely traumatized. This wasn't Morgana she was helping dress each morning. This was something far different.
Merlin suspected it too. It was obvious. The way he would stare at her harshly instead of talking like they had when they were younger made it terribly clear. He knew something. Gwen could feel it in her bones.
Uther was completely oblivious. He cared only that his ward was safely in his castle.
As for the others, no one suspected a thing. They were clouded by The simple knowledge that the Morgana they knew would never lie to them. Maybe the old Morgana wouldn't . . . this woman wasn't that.