Morgana snuck back into the castle, she walked through the lower levels her hand streaked out in front of her with a small blue light hovering showing off just enough light for her to see. The dark hair enchantress hasn't set foot on the grounds of Camelot in moths since her and her sister tried to kill the king. But always by his side was Merlin sweet loveable Merlin he was so loyal to the man he loves that Morgana herself couldn't fully hate him she just wished she could. She knew that Merlin and Arthur had finely gotten their act together and the young warlock has become the king's soon to be consort.
But something happen to King Arthur she didn't know what how it happen but she heard that the king had become cruel and nasty to very one his knight were avoiding him along with the servants. Her inside man told her that he started to abuse his soon to be consort. She was shocked to learn how Merlin would try and hid the bruises under baggy shirts. Her inside man told her he had often heard the king screaming at Merlin behind closed doors and sometimes he has seen Merlin sat in the alcoves crying. She didn't know what to make of this Merlin is made of strong stuff to have him crying Arthur must have pushed him to his limits.
Then one night she had vision of Merlin screaming in pain at the hands Arthur and then the warlock wasn't moving anymore and saw Arthur standing above him his face coved in blood as he holds a screaming baby that was covered in blood. The memory of that horrid vision made her sick thinking about it which is why she is here now. If this is the only good thing she does now until the day she dies she could die with a smile on her lips.
But she wasn't alone he had to have her sister to agree with her, she had been given that vision for a reason and she wasn't going to waste it in an argument. Morgause had told her that there was a man that could help her to get Merlin away from Arthur. She came up to iron door that lead into the dungeons she open the door with a silent spell before walk thought where Morgana could hear some guards talking. Hiding around the corner she looked to see 3 guards wondering around catching to themselves. Pulling her hood off she turned the corner and whispered a spell her eyes started to glow in the dark making the unaware guards gasp at the glowing eyes that seem to float in the dark but before they could call for help or attack they started to yawn and then to sway and then their knees buckle before the slid to the ground and curled up a sleep. The curly dark haired witch smiled to herself as she walked over a sleeping man who was sucking his thumb.
Pushing the heavy wooden door open she walked into the private cells that was held for magic users. Morgana looked at the lower light that was flickering on the wall making it hard for her to see who she is looking for. Raising her arm in the air showering the room in blue lights the room lit up and she could see the only occupied cell. Morgana walked up to the mound moving under a thread bare blanket a head appeared from under the blanket eyes wincing at the light and she stopped in mid step sucking in her breath. "I never thought I would see those emotions on your face." Came the horse voice of the man she came to see.
At first she didn't recognised the black and blue young man that was half laying on his side as he pushed himself up "What has he done to you?" Morgana whispered as she knelt in front of the cell's door her. He didn't smile at her he just looked up dropping some of the thread bare blanket around his waist the dark haired sorceress shook her head seeing his naked form littered with cuts and bruises on his skinny frame even the slight dome of his stomach told her vision was going in the right direction
"This is not your doing?" He whispered, there was hope in his voice. He wanted it to be her that did this to his Arthur but the truth was Morgana had no part in this.
"No." She said, she felt wronged by that but she knew she deserved it she has done some nasty things to both Merlin and Arthur. Morgana shook her head and warped her hands around the bars "No Merlin this wasn't me. I came to free you." She whispered
"Why?" He asked, even in his weaken state he was weary of her
"I had a vision and I had to do this, I had to save you." She told him, blue eyes looked at her up and down as he sighed. He was too tried and in to much pain to do anything to stop her if she did trying something "I will take you out of Camelot." The dark haired woman told him as she stood up making Merlin wince as he looked up at her
"If I leave I can't fulfil my destiny." He said looking away from her
"And you can't if you're dead." She told him blankly, Merlin smiled weakly and nodded as he pushed himself up onto his feet pulling the blanket around him.
"I suppose your right."
A sad look cross her face as she looked at the thick black bruises on his body and the large hand marks on his hips made her feel sick, there was whip lashes on his back and she could see dried blood all over him "Where are your clothes?" She asked softly, Merlin tried to shrug but all it seem to do is make him feel sick
"Don't know." He answered with a hissed as he warped his arms around himself a bit more. The witch turned and pulled off her cloak before unlocking the door and warped it around him.
Merlin looked up at her as her eyes seem to be focus on clasping the cloak shut, but her hands were shaking with so much anger towards Arthur "I know somewhere where you can be safe." She told him "You and your child." Merlin looks up at her and nods tiredly
"Thank you Morgana."
Merlin made it so far out of the dungeon his movements were slow and sluggish and it made Morgana realised she should have brought some healing potions "We can stop if for a moment?" She whispered to him, but Merlin shook his head and kept walking
"If I stop I won't be able to move again." He whispered to her as she warped around arm around his waist and held his arm and helped him walk towards the cool November air. Within moments of them stepping out castles grounds Merlin passed out. Morgana reached out to grab him but two strong arms warped around the thin Warlock and stopped him from hitting the ground. The dark haired witch looked up to see a tall broad man with ash grey beard, Merlin was sagging his arms before he moved him and scooped up the thing abo and held him close
"Thank you." He tells her, she smiled sadly and shook her head
"I should have never become enemies with him, all he has ever done was be sweet and loving." She whispered sadly
"He will forgive you because of this act alone." The man whispered to her before he turned and walked away.
They went their separate ways Morgana when back to her sister with her heart feeling a little lighter while the large man walked off into the woods carrying his injured son. He took Merlin deep it the woods to a clearing where the great dragon waited for them to take them away from Camelot's land "Is path is now unclear." The dragon told the large man as he climbed onto his back. The bearded man looked down at the dark haired warlock in his arms and pulled the hood over his head to keep the cold at by as he warped his own coat around him for extra warmth. He never said anything to the dragon as they flew into the dead of night with snow storm behind them covering their tracks.