With Arthur leaving Camelot, for what seems like forever, Morgana needs to tell him how she feels before it's too late.
Morgana sat at the window. It was raining heavily as she watched the servants run around the courtyard, holding their arms over their head to shield themselves from the rain. Thunder crashed and her bedroom was lit up with lightning as a lone tear fell down her pale cheek. Then the old wooden door was pushed open and Gwen came in, holding a basket under her arm and her dress had specks of rain on it. She left the basket on the bed and walked over to Morgana.
"Are you alright Morgana?" Gwen asked. Morgana rubbed her cheek and turned to Gwen.
"Yes thank you Gwen," she smiled, hiding her misery. "I'm just worried for Arthur, he's like a brother to me."
"Arthur can look after himself," Gwen smiled. "There's no need to loose sleep over it."
"I suppose so," Morgana sighed as she rested her head on the window. She saw a lone figure walk out into the centre of the courtyard. He turned back and waved at the door and she saw it was Arthur. Morgana got up and headed for the door.
"Morgana?" Gwen said.
"I'll be back in a moment." Morgana called. She rushed down the stairs, wrenching off her shoes as she ran. She reached the castle door and pushed through the group of people who were there to see Arthur off. She ran out to the courtyard and called to Arthur.
"Arthur!" she cried. He turned around to look at her. Her hair was frizzy and soaking wet and the bottom of her dress was torn but she didn't care. She hugged him tightly before moving her lips up to his mouth. She kissed him fiercely and after a moment, her passion was returned. Arthur cradled her face softly as she rested her hands on his chest. Their lips parted and Morgana smiled nervously.
"You can leave now," she said. "I just had to let you know how I feel." She took a deep breath and turned back to the door. She felt a strong hand grab her arm and she fell back into Arthur's arms. He kissed her again, running a hand through her ivory hair as they parted.
"I don't think I want to anymore." Arthur whispered. Morgana smiled and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you," she whispered.