Morgana felt regret, for once in her life She had begun thinking, and thinking always led to dangerous territory, which is why she didn't do much more than plan for tomorrow. but this night, she'd had one too many cups of wine, and she'd been alone just one too many hours in her far too dark hovel.
and she began to think. of the Princes in her life.
"The princess, even if she is not a real princess, always gets the prince, whether he be a real prince or not" She told Arthur that when they were children, she had liked a visiting kings servant. Arthur had told her no. she had told him yes. she was but 11, he left a month later, after she had kissed him (only but once) and it was announced he would not be staying long with his prince(her possible betrothed) for the prince was to marry elsewhere. She accepted that.
When she was 14, she realized,(she laughed at herself now) that she loved Arthur himself, She had always loved him. and all the annoying things he did. for he was her friend, and maybe her prince, the one she had wanted for awhile now. He was 15, she snuck into his room that night and told him. He shooed her away. by the time Merlin, Emrys, she corrected herself. Came into the picture, she was getting over Arthur, and their sporadic nights together. she had refused him now. she would not be his bride, as much as she wanted her prince.
and as the year wore on, she grew to like Emrys more and more, and one night, she snuck into his bedroom. (which was difficult, considering Gaius was in the main room) she told him how she liked him. he didn't turn her away,
he had helped her with magic, helped her escape with the druid boy(loved Mordred), helped her with everything. She had se- Made love, she had said then. *she scoffed to herself now* with Emrys in his room, at random points after that, and one day, she told him her thoughts about Prince's, she told him he was her prince. then everything changed. Morgause, him poisoning her, (he'd been distant lately, how could she not have realized?) the next time they met, was full of hate (not to say it wasn't exciting) and the next time they went to bed together it was...passionate(violent) then she left, and now she sits here, in her nice dark hovel and thinks. what happens to the princess who DOESN'T get her prince? and what happens to the prince who loses his princess?
This.