A/N: I've never written Merlin fanfiction before, so bear wih me as I try to write and learn the characters! :D Just the same, hope you enjoy!
The drum beats echoed through the silent crowd. All that could be heard was the lone voice of a young woman screaming.
"I'm innocent!" She pleaded through her tears as she was dragged up to her doom. "Please!"
Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Could she be telling the truth? Could this all be a mistake?
It didn't matter. The hard king watched over, ensuring that it would be done.
"This woman is guilty of sorcery. Her death will serve as a reminder to all of Camelot that magic is not tolerated here." His voice boomed, silencing the crowd.
The dark haired girl was forced down to her knees, her neck exposed for the waiting axe. Her shoulders shook with desperate sobs.
The crowd began to murmur again. Where is the prince? He was noticeably absent from the execution. Wasn't it his duty to be here?
The axe went up.
The axe came down.
The woman's cries ceased.
Morgana jolted awake, her dark hair glued to her face from her sweat. Panting and shaking, she closed her eyes to forget what she had just seen in her dreams. For once, she hadn't seen the future.
Her treacherous mind was reliving the past.
Collapsing back against her pillow, the lady cried long and hard for her poor friend.
"I'll never forgive him," she vowed as her sobs calmed for the moment, her hot tears continuing to flow down her face. "For you, Gwen, I'll never forgive him."