Hey this is a really short prologue to what I hope will be a full blown story provided I don't get lazy and bogged down with Work :O
I think I'm supposed to say I don't own Merlin and stuff, but that's kind of obvious right?
"I think... I have magic" she said.
They were standing together in Gaius's room, Morgana slightly leaning in towards Merlin, her eyes wide open, half willing him to believe her, half challenging him to disagree.
He was frozen, looking into her fathomless green eyes, her mouth parted slightly, sensing that every fibre of her being was focusing on him, that he was the first person she had mentioned magic to...He almost broke down and confessed his own sorcery.
But the Dragon's voice echoed in his ears, "The Witch must not know the full extent of her powers"
But could he really call this beautiful and strong woman-now reduced to an emotionally frail girl begging for help, could he really call her a witch?
Gently, he collected the tips of her fingers in his warm hands, and soothingly massaged them. His own cobalt blue eyes staring into hers, he let his words flow out of him and gently break on her shore... "Morgana. I believe you" he said simply. Her relief was evident, she shuddered, holding back tears, and all she could do was whisper a broken thank you to Merlin before running back to her own chambers.
Merlin sat down on the nearby bench, still feeling Morgana's cold fingertips on his own, how in the midst of her fear, she still smelled as fresh and cool as mint leaves... She had magic. He longed to share his with her, to teach her magic and then to learn magic together!
"Merlin! Did I not leave you with work? All I asked was for you to add the thyme leaves to my remedy for curing headaches!"
Merlin gaped at Gaius as he strode in with his perpetually raised eyebrow. Gaping was a look he had perfected; it was helpful to look like a forgivable idiot rather than someone who might know something.
Or be a sorcerer.
Merlin grinned and started his work till Gaius left the room, muttering something about a herb. Then he sat down and collected his thoughts about Morgana.
Where was he? Oh yes, teaching her magic...
And then he heard the voice. It was within him, resounding in his head, evoking strong memories of not so long ago, the first time he expressly ignored the Dragon's advice...
"Emrys " it called...
Even though it's Merlin/Morgana it'll take a long time to come to that, it may seem that Merlin is attracted to her in this but he's only attracted to her MAGIC. I want Mordred to feature heavily in this, somehow, and the druids and forests and ADVENTURE! A review with criticisms and y'know, fangirl/boying would be WHOLLY welcome and I will reply to everyone! Peace out!