Arthur Morgana:
This is just a quick fanfic about how Morgana felt when Arthur choose Gwen over her. This is just for anybody who has cared about somebody and they have picked the someone else.
The tears dried on her face in the night she hadn't been able to sleep only able to think about what could have been and what have been if she'd done things differently.
From a young age she and Arthur had a connection, they never questioned it, it was just there. But she made the mistake in thinking that it would be their forever. They were like brother and sister in a strange way as they fought with each other fell out and made up constantly. But there was something their under the surface, they also flirted with each other and at feasts hid their limbs under the table cloth entwined. So why had he chosen Gwen?
She could barely remember the sweet young prince that he used to be promising her his love and his trust. That was gone now. Occasionally she could see it again that glimmer of hope that the man that she loved was still there hidden underneath the surface. But she rarely saw him like that anymore. Couldn't see him that way.
She remembered finding him and her maidservant in his bed together doing what he had promised her he would save for her, and for their wedding night. Her heart was well and truly shattered. Gwen who'd shed always been there, who she'd helped through so many problems had taken the only thing Morgana had wanted. Not that she was surprised by now: Arthur had stopped being the same man with her. Some days he was flirtation stating his affection for her and whispering what they could do together once alone and others calling he every name under the sun which would make even Gwain blush with embarrassment.
It was a struggle for her to even get up praying that she wouldn't have to see his face. Because she couldn't deal with it. Of cause she knew about the others the various maids and staff whom he constantly flirted with. But Gwen was different. They seemed to understand each other more. Always talking. He never hurt her. Always wanted to keep her safe. Unlike like her who she was ready to drag over the coals again and again every so often apologising for his offences but Morgana didn't want it anymore.
She became a shell of her former self. Reducing into tears at the slightest action. She wasn't herself anymore and this drove him further and further away. She stopped after Gwen had said in words that he had destroyed her. So she stopped. Became stronger. But it didn't change anything.
He was still the same man who he'd become. She tried to speak out but who would believe her this strange but beautiful women whom the king and his son had taken to so lovingly to this strange girl who woke up screaming still and had rumours of her virtue floating around her and Arthur.
But in the end Gwen had left her for him so she'd left home. Left everything that she'd come to love as she had destroyed it all. That is why now she dressed in black morning for the death of her heart and her former self. Living out in forest to get away from him. This is why she would always be known as Morgana Le Fay the evil; villains; spiteful woman who tried to destroy the great Arthur Pendragon.
Hope that you like it. It wasn't romantic but just a little incite to Arthur/Morgan's relationship.
