I remember the first day that I saw her. Her eyes flashing like green fire as Arthur attempted to order her around the palace. My lips curved into a secret smile when she arched an eyebrow and insisted that she could best him in sword practice.
Little did I know that Morgana would become the sister of my heart. Arthur would be the reason that made my heart full of joy. Well, here I am, without Morgana. Longing for Arthur. Spending my days listening to Merlin whine about Gaius and his endless list of chores.
Some days when I'm free of my duties around the castle. I bring fresh flowers to decorate her empty chamber. I wipe away the dust and open the windows for fresh air. I remember hiding under her bed from the Nurse or pouring salt onto Arthur's food.
Recently, the memories were not sweet. Often, they were of dark times. Morgana's wide green eyes full of fear or her pale skin was dampen with sweat. I tried to talk with her. However, we both carry secrets in our hearts.
Now, she's gone. Vanished from sight with the haunting beautiful Morgause. Every night, I dream of Morgana. I can hear the voice whispering in my ear that she will return soon.
I have to go. The Cook is waiting for me. We are expecting visitors from a distant land. Hopefully, they won't bring a beautiful young Lady. I swear that I will smack Arthur's face if he says one thing about wooing, chicken, and destiny.
Gwen
Well. Merlin was supposed to meet in the hallway next to King Uther's throne room. As usual, Merlin was late. He came stumbling down the hallway covered in dirt with hay sticking out of his sable hair.
" Gwen, I am so sorry. He made me bathe all of his horses and give them fresh hay. He's awful, " Merlin whined in a sad voice as he shook hay out of his hair. My fingers quickly puck the stiff straws from his hair as he wiggled around giggling. " Merlin, stand still, " I ordered as I tried to balance on my tiptoes . Merlin kept squirming as I brushed the hay from his shoulders. I pulled my dust rag from my apron and attempted to clean his face.
"Gwen, my mom doesn't wash my face."
"Well, Hunith would take a brush to you if she could see you right now."
I rubbed the rag on his cheek. Merlin grabbed my wrist and spun me out of his reach. I didn't know he had any dance moves. The sudden twist make dizzy as I giggled and dust flew everywhere. Merlin grabbed me by waist to steady me. Merlin smiled at me as I placed my hands on his chest to catch my balance.
"What is happening?"
I felt Merlin's heart jump when Arthur's voice boomed in the background. Merlin's eyes grew wide as his hands dropped from my waist. Slowly, I lowered my arms and turned to face Arthur.
Arthur actually looked stunning. His golden crown was nestled in his flaxen hair. His red Pendragon cape hung elegantly around his broad shoulders. He wore my favorite blue tunic that made his eyes gleam like a perfect sapphires. However, the sapphires bore an angry gaze in our direction. His beautiful firm lips were scrunched in a frown. His hands planted on his hips and his breath rapidly left his body.
"You're late, " Arthur muttered as he turned on his heel and reentered the throne room. I smiled weakly at Merlin as we scurried like mice into the room.
I smile brightly at the men and two women dressed in black. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Merlin bow.
" May, I present King Leodegrance of Cameliarde, Queen Catherine, Prince Richard, and Lady Isobel, " Uther's voiced announced.
Things got really weird after meeting them. I will tell later. I need to go face Arthur and save Merlin
Gwen