I know people think Morgause should be with Cenred but I prefer this couple! They haven't even met yet but oh well!

Prologue

Her crimson lips found his and she kissed him fiercely. She wrapped her arms around his neck as they parted and he smiled down at her.

"Morgana," he mumbled as she kissed him again. "You must go. The sun is coming up. Camelot will be waking soon." Morgana ignored him and kissed his mouth again.

"I don't care," she smiled. "I no longer want to be a part of Camelot any more. I want to stay here, with you." She grinned and looped a strand of her black hair behind her ear. "I'm never going back." She whispered, her face an inch from his.

"Uther will come looking for you," he murmured, kissing her gently. "He will want to take you back to Camelot."

"And I will tell him," Morgana smiled, kissing him fiercely. "That my heart belongs to you."

"And he will start a war with us to get you back," he sighed, sitting up. "We need to orchestrate this a bit better."

"Well, what do you suggest then?" Morgana sighed, sitting up.

"I suggest," he began. "That we kill you."

"What?" Morgana exclaimed. "Then Uther really will start a war."

"It's either that or we elope together," he sighed, playing with a lock of her hair. "But I am unable to leave my kingdom."

"In love with a king that is unable to be with me unless he renounces his throne," Morgana sighed. "How typical!"

"We'll figure something out," he said softly, stroking her cheek. "We could do a Romeo and Juliet?"

"So you have to kill my cousin and then we die together in a crypt," Morgana sighed. "Eh, no thanks." There was a knock on the door and a servant came in.

"Sire," he said. "Prince Arthur of Camelot wishes to speak with you." Morgana looked over to him and bit her lip.

"Tell him I'm busy," he said. "And to come back another time."

"Yes My Lord," the servant said and left the room. Morgana kissed her dark haired king softly.

"No!" Arthur shouted from outside the door. "I am going to speak to your king! Do you know who I am?" His voice got louder and louder as he approached the door and Morgana threw the covers of the bed over herself as Arthur burst into the room.

"I thought I told you to tell him I'm busy!" The dark haired king sighed.

"Nice to see you too Cenred," Arthur snapped. "Now, I've been sent here on behalf of my father who, according to soldiers, was told that The Lady Morgana was seen leaving the castle last night and heading in this direction. I don't suppose you've seen her?" Arthur asked, eyeing the person-sized lump beside Cenred.

"The Lady Morgana?" Cenred said. "No, I haven't laid eyes on her beauty in many years now."

"Well," Arthur said. "Who is that lying under the blanket then?"

"My personal life is none of your business," Cenred snapped. "Prince." Arthur took a step forward and gripped the edge of the blanket, pulling it down over Morgana's head. Cenred reached out and grabbed Arthur's wrist tightly. "If you mention this to your father," he said quietly. "I am going to make your life a living hell."

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