So this is the first part of the story. I hope you will enjoy it, because i enjoyet writing it very very much :)

If you have any suggestions, or if you will see any mistakes i made, please inform me so i can make it right. Also, if you have any ideas you would like me to put here, i am open to propositions.

Morgana was sitting in her room, burying her beatifull, yet pale and tired, blue eyes in her delicate hands, crying, when someone tentatively knocked at her huge, wooden door.

"Lady Morgana?" came Merlin uncertain voice from behind the doors.

Morgana didn't make a move, feeling a little of guilt for not responding, and the feeling of relieve when hearing a friendly voice, one she know she could count on, one that tried to help her so many times before.

"Lady Morgana?" this time Merlin's voice was a little more persistent.

"Go away" Morgana's delicate hands started to move the tears away, while she was trying to conceal her trembling voice.

"Morgana, please, let me in" Morgana took a deep breath, before answering.

"Morgana?" Merlin didn't get a chance to end, when the door opened, and Morgana's delicate, pale, small hands grabbed his shirt pulling him inside with anger and anxiety.

Merlin looked at her blue, wet eyes, locking his eyes with hers. For a moment, not one of them was moving. Morgana, with her red from the tears, watery eyes, looked like she was trying to not fall and not to show, how desperate she was. Merlin, staying next to her, a little bent, while her hands were still grabbing his clothes, with a surprised, uncertain look on his face.

Young warlock tried to say something first, but before he could do anything Morgana's hands released their grip on his clothes and her whole body moved back to her bed, her strenght visibly leaving her.

"Morgana" Merlin locked the door and kneeled before her, looking into her broken, depressed blue cold eyes "I still can help you."

"Merlin..." her voice betrayed her, and she started to weap, concealing her face inside her fingers.

"Morgana, i promise, i will help you. I won't leave you alone, i promise" Morgana's hands fell down from her face, while her blue cold eyes gave him disbelieved look. She hoped so much for it to be truth, knowing that he tried to help her, and failed. The druids weren't able to help her, and now the Uther was waging war at them, thinking they kidnapped her. Now she was alone again, and the only person she could count on was Athur manservant. She felt her emotions betraying her.

"Oh Merlin..." Two words gave everything she was thinking of. Her all emotions, how unstable, how desperate and how alone she felt. How much she was thankful to him, knowing that fully, that he wasn't able to help her much anymore. She was surprised herself, how much appreciation and affection she was having for this yougn manservant, who was kneeling before her, making her feel so much better.

Like a galliant knight, with a shining armor, always there to help her, to ease her pains, always there to save the day. She couldn'd believe her thoughts and feelings. This manservant was her knight, her real one knight, doing so much more, then all the rest, who were of noble blood. This one manservant seemed to her like he was a real knight, her knight, kneeling before her lady, ready to give his life for her. She despised herself. She knew whatever Merlin was feeling, she could never be something more to him, then his lady, the person out of his reach. And yet, she needed him, needed his strenght, his warm words, she.. she needed him. Just him. She moved her hand near his face, and stopped without touching him, having so much feelings she was lost in them, not knowing anymore what's what and why.

"Oh Merlin..." she reapeated with trembling voice, and a hand in half way to his calm face.

Oblivion to her thinking, Merlin looked at the girl before him, feeling her broken spirit and how desperate and alone she must have been feeling right now. How much she was craving for any help and for even the smallest ray of hope. And He was to give her That. He could not just stand and look when one of his friends was hurting. Especially, when he could imagine what she was going through. He knew he had so much help. From Gaius. From the great dragon. From the prophecies, that was giving him his strenght.

"Morgana, i was researching the library, and i found..." he stopped for a moment, he needed to think how to play that one. He wasn't to go and blow his cover, no matter what was happenning. But he wasn't to see Morgana suffer either. "I found some books in the library, they were sealed off, but i stolen some, and read some, and i won't leave you alone, i will find the knowledge, and the means to help you. I promise on my life and everything that is dear to me, i will save you."

The conviction in his voice made her looking at him dumbfounded. Morgana couldn't believe what she have heard just now. The knight in shining armor before her. She could not see him as a skinny, and a little strange, however somehow reliable manservant anymore, even if she wanted to, and she felt something growing inside her chest, some strange, wild calmness. Her ray of hope. She wasn't seeing Merlin anymore. She was seeing sir Merlin, the galliant knight. Her knight. And then her emotion betrayed her once more time. She started to cry so hard from happiness, leaving Merlin dumfounded.

"Morgana, i really can do it, i really can help you, and i will, i" his words started to be erractic and nonconsistent. He didn't know, why she was sad, when he was trying so hard to help her. He knew one thing for sure. He is never going to understand women.

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Later this night Merlin was staring at the great dragon, who looked really furious, yet his voice was somewhat calm.

"Merlin, you..." the great dragon was furious "you never think about the consequences! You fail to heed my words yet another time! The witch is of no concern and yet you aid her, and concive a bond you will regret to have!"

"I helped her to meet with the druids, and then i helped her come back, why would..." Merlin wasn't able to end his sentence, wen the dragon interrupted him.

"Foolish young boy, your words have power and you made a vow you need to uphold now."

Merlin was thinking hard, for a moment, not realizing.

"You vowed to save the witch, a vow on your life, and your power. Young warlock, a vow like that is no cheap promise. You will uphold this vow, or your own power will rebell against you." Kilgarrah was more calm, then before. He gave a sad look at the boy before him. "Heed my words young warlock, the path before you and your destiny are hard as they are, you need not to make them harder for yourself. The witch is of no concern of mine, but now it is of ours."

So what do you think, please give me your reviews and opinions :) I enjoyed writing it very much, and i hope you will enjoy reading it. First i wanted to make something else, a little more action and a lot more laugh, but now i see this chapter is sweet romance mostly.