Okay, lately I've written a lot of drabbles, mostly based either on Arthur, Morgana, or both. I'll be putting them here.
Well, this one takes place in the confrontation scene in 4x13, when Arthur asks her "What happened to you Morgana? I thought we were friends" and she says "As did I. But alas, we were both wrong." Ahhh, the epicness of that scene. Well, here goes nothing.
Only Sadness
They met in the hall they both called their own.
She hadn't thought of him as Arthur in a long time. She'd seen him as a piece on a chessboard, an enemy to conquer. Morgana had forgotten he was her brother, Arthur who everyone admired, trusted and loved.
And a day didn't go by when her betrayal didn't hurt him.
They had both been so full of righteous anger until that point. She believing everything belonged to her; Arthur believing he was fighting for good and his beloved Camelot.
They looked into each other's eyes. And each found only sadness.