Black, Black Heart
It's meant to be me on that throne. Not some undeserving maid!
Morgana heard the words running through her head once more. They'd once been such close friends but Gwen's love for Arthur had shattered their friendship. Morgana shook her head clearing the memories of friendship to hatred.
She had to focus on her intention.
To make Arthur lose everything.
Morgana had a plan to gain the throne.
And eliminate the Queen.
Arthur held Gwen above all others. He loved her so much and Gwen was his weak spot. He wouldn't be able to cope and Camelot would fall. It would fall into her pretty hands.
She wouldn't kill Gwen that would be too easy. She would send Gwen far away, very far away where Arthur, Merlin nor the Knights of Camelot would be able to find her.
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Merlin knew something was wrong. He felt like someone had punched him in the stomach, as he felt the dark magical presence in the castle. He ran towards the King and Queen's chambers.
He entered the room and felt the hairs at the nape of his neck rise. He turned around the corner and saw Morgana standing there.
Slim, raven-haired and beautiful. She was dressed in black, and her green eyes glittered triumphantly.
'You're too late,' she said silkily and smiled.
Merlin looked around the room realized that Gwen had said she was going to be in her rooms but she was gone.
'Where's Gwen?' he questioned her.
'Somewhere you'll never find her,' Morgana smiled sweetly and then disappeared.