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Previously…

"Hello, my dear!" Uther said offering her the flowers and entering in her chambers.

"Oh, what lovely!" She took the flowers. "So the rumours were true..."

"Rumours?" the king looked almost worried.

"Yes, Uther... I've heard the king was picking flowers today."

"Oh!" He smiled. "Yes, that's true."

"My lady." Gwen was beside them, now with her cloak. "If you don't need my help, I'm going..."

"Oh, yes! You can go, Gwen." Morgana went to the door with her.

"Good night, my lady... my lord." She bowed to them.

"Good night, Gwen." Morgana said and added whispering "please, be late tomorrow... very late!"

Chapter 2

Morgana closed the door and turned to face Uther with a big smile in her face.

"You look so lovely in your nightdress… I always found myself imagining it." He was slowly coming near to her.

"Oh, so you used to like thinking about me in this kind of situation?" Morgana teased amused, imagining he would be a little bit awkward.

But he didn't. Her words only made his urge increase.

"Yes." His gaze was so fiery that it caused a shiver on her body. And he's noticed that. "I still use to. All the time."

"Uther…" Her knees were suddenly weak...

In a second he was pressing her into the wall and crushing his mouth on hers hardly, biting her lower lip and entering without permission, making Morgana gasps.

Morgana's hands started to enter under his shirt, exploring hungrily the area of Uther's belly and chest. Soon she inverted their positions, pressing the king into the wall. She only looked at his eyes for a second. Then removed his shirt, making him groan in surprise.

"Oh, I think someone is hurrying today…" He teased with a shameless smile.

"Well…" Her hands were going by his naked chest so slowly that he couldn't help but moan... repressing his instincts, trying not to invert the position again. "Today morning someone said me he had something to me… I'm just taking it!"

Morgana's mouth went to his neck, and soon to his chest; while Uther's hands came to unlace her beautiful nightdress. When it fell around her, Morgana allowed him to take a fast look of her body, and then pressed herself against him, kissing his chest, his neck, his jaw and each little part of Uther she could reach.

Unable to bear more of that, Uther hold Morgana's arms firmly and suddenly inverted their position again, needing to dominate the situation. So he kissed her really hard, biting and sucking her lips. He wanted to let marks on her body. Not actually hurting her, just letting something to remember on the next morning…

"So I should give you what you want. It is not kind to let a lady waiting for…" He couldn't finish, because Morgana brought his head near to hers and kissed him again, keeping her hands around his neck.

Uther's hands came to hold her hips and she jumped involving his body with her long and soft legs. The king groaned in reply and his hands came to her bottom, pressing her hardly between the wall and his erection. He started to nip her delicate skin with his teeth, all the way dawn her neck, her collarbone and her breasts, sometimes biting stronger, making the lady groan and let her head fall back.

"Uther, please…"

"Yes?" He doesn't stop what he was doing.

"I've… I've already waited… so much…" she gasped.

"Oh, really, Morgana?" Now he looked at her, rubbing his erection against her naked body. "For what have you been waiting so patiently?" He licked quickly her lips.

She was trying to normalize her breathing.

"For you." She kissed him again, but he's easily dominated her tongue, while he was still teasing her with his erection.

"Do you want this?" Uther positioned his cock in her entrance.

"Oh, goddess! Yes!" She whispered; her eyes closed in expectation.

"So you get it!" He penetrated her slowly, both of them groaning.

When Morgana started to move her hips, holding him very hard with her legs, Uther started to move. Her hands came to his back; scratching him and making the king increase the rhythm of his lunges.

Morgana was groaning and her back was rubbing against the cold and rough stone. But she wasn't caring. Not when she was too busy trying to breath.

"Faster..." She whispered when her mouth reached his ear, biting his lobe and then sucking it softly.

The king only groaned and increased the rhythm even more. His mouth went to her collarbone, sucking hard while pushing himself inside of her.

"Oh... Uther!" Her climax was near, and he increased his rhythm again. When it arrived, making the lady gasps; Uther pushed some more times and then had his release too.

Both of them were breathing hard. Uther felt Morgana's body relaxing on his arms, her head went to rest on his shoulder. He kissed her collarbone on the same point he had sucked hard before, caressing her.

"Bed, Uther..." she asked whispering calmly while felt his cock softening still inside of her body.

He went to her bed, with Morgana firmly on his arms. Uther put her on the bed carefully and lied down on her side, covering them both and snuggling her again together to him.

"Have beautiful dreams, my dear." He kissed Morgana with all the love he feels for her. "Don't forget your potion." Uther noticed the little flask on her nightstand and gave it to her.

"Thanks." She drank it.

Uther was paying attention to her swollen lips on the flask... drinking all the liquid... such an erotic view!

But he concentrated himself. Their last activities let Morgana really relaxed, even tired. And knowing about all her problems to sleep, Uther thought it would be kind let his dear ward to have some rest. So he just embraced her, caressing her dark hair and sometimes her face; and watched her fell asleep with a satisfied smile on her face.


Everything was so distant... so confused...

She forced herself to be there and pay attention. She knew she must see everything.

First of all, she looked at herself. She was dressing a beautiful white dress, some of her jewels and she didn't know how, but she was sure her hair was impeccable. Gwen is always so careful with her lady's appearance! She was the perfect image of Lady Morgana, the most beautiful lady of those lands.

And she was sitting in the place reserved to the king. Weird. That means the king wasn't there. And neither was Arthur.

Then Morgana looked around. There was an arena... yes, of course! The arena set up in the castle garden, especially for the championship. The famous championship of Camelot, when anyone could take part and the only rule was: no rules! And obviously all Camelot was there, watching the competitors and cheering the favourites.

So everything became fast and confused. She saw a man entering the arena. Oh! Her Uther! He was wearing his armour, the sword in hand. And... what a sweet! He has her ribbon tied on his left arm!

And then another man entered. He didn't have armour, or even a sword. No, he was wearing such a strange black cloak. And there was something about him... He was causing her such a terrible feeling! Fear... pain... something powerful she couldn't explain.

The man in arena started the battle. Uther was clearly stronger and more skilled than the weird man. He would beat him easily, and he was! But suddenly everything happened. The strange man threw him on the floor. Morgana stood up on her place. Then, that scary man pointed his palm to Uther, still on the floor and said something that only Morgana could hear... his eyes had a golden shine. And then blood. Uther's blood. Her Uther. Bleeding. To the death. And all she could do was scream.

"Uther! No! Please, don't die! Don't leave me!" On the next moment she was sitting on her bed, her body half covered, screaming and crying.

"Morgana!" His protective arms were around her body. "Morgana!" He called her louder, because she was still screaming and crying.

She opened her eyes and faced him. Tears were falling freely down her pale face.

"Uther!" She threw herself into his arms. "Please, don't!" She was still crying.

"Sshh... That's all right, Morgana..." He whispered sweetly, kissing her forehead. "It was a nightmare... I'm here with you. I'll always be with you." He cleaned her tears.

"It was... It was so terrible!" Her voice was weak, her body was still shaking.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I'm... I'm bothering you." Uther could notice she was still very disturbed.

"No. I'm glad to help you, Morgana. I promised you we would deal together with your nightmares. So let me help you." His eyes had so much love. Morgana couldn't help but kiss him softly. "I love you, Morgana. Not only at good moments, but I want to be with you at bad moments too."

"I love you too, Uther." Her voice sounded calmer now.

"Do you trust me, Morgana?"

"More than anyone I've met in my life." She answered looking into his eyes. They stood for some moments looking into each other's eyes, in a silent and wordless communication.

"So are you going to tell me about your nightmare?" He was convinced that talk about it would make Morgana feels better. Gaius said something like this once.

"Of course. It was... It was the championship final."

"Yes, the championship will take place in some days..."

"No! No, Uther, you can't..." Tears started falling down again.

"Morgana..." He held her strongly, trying to show he was there with her and nothing would happen. "Calm down... It's a nightmare, remember?"

She sighed and continued telling him about it.

"You were on the final. And there was such a weird man! He was so scary!"

"Morgana, I fight quite well... You don't need to be afraid of him..."

"But Uther!" She interrupted him. "This man was fighting using only his magic!"

"What? A sorcerer! At my championship! How would he dare..."

"Uther, listen to me, please!" She interrupted again, receiving his attention immediately. "This man... In my nightmare he... I think he killed you." She told him looking down.

"My dear..." Uther's hand went to her chin, making Morgana look to his eyes. "I assure you, I'm not dying. And it won't be any sorcerer at my championship." He was so calm... "It was only a nightmare..."

Uther made her lie back on the bed, holding and caressing her sweetly. They stood like that for some moments.

"Weird. I've saw you taking your potion just before you sleep." Uther said, trying to pull away the image of Morgana's lips drinking it.

"It doesn't work." Morgana informed him. "Gaius is always studying and trying to make a stronger potion, but nightmares keep coming again and again." She told him, much calmer now. "Uther, please, promise me you won't let it come true!"

"Morgana, how could it comes true? It's a nightmare!"

"But Uther..."

"Morgana!" He interrupted patiently. "You're still so scared, my poor love!" He kissed her softly. "I promise you we're going to deal with this. But for now you should get some sleep. You look really tired..."

And Uther continued caressing her and humming until she fell asleep again. In Uther's arms. Her Uther.


"See you later, Gaius!

"Won't you finish your breakfast?" The old man asked.

" No, I'm late to get Arthur up!" Said Merlin, wearing his coat hastily.

"So you should run, Merlin!" Gaius teased him.

"Yes, I'm going..." He went out quickly.

Gaius cleaned the table. He liked Merlin so much, like he was his own son... The son he never had. But sometimes he gets worried about him. The boy is always in trouble! Yes, he has a natural gift... to attract trouble!

The physician turned and didn't saw Merlin coming back quietly to the room where he uses to sleep. The warlock had forgot his scarf on his bed and came back to take it. Gaius was preparing any potion when someone knocked.

"Come in."

The door was opened and the king entered.

"Gaius..."

"My lord!" Gaius stood up. "You didn't need to come to me; you could just have asked for my presence..." He thought the king's presence in his chambers was really unusual.

"Gaius, I came because I need to talk to you privately." The king explained.

Damn! Merlin couldn't go out now! Not with the king there, wanting privacy...

"I understand... We're alone here. Please, take a seat!" They come to sit at the table. "We can talk here. What do you want to talk about?"

"Morgana."

Merlin was curious now! He remembered what happened yesterday, during the breakfast. Morgana and Uther were late. Oh, and so was Gwen. Then Gwen arrived without her lady. And some minutes later Morgana arrived with the king, both of them laughing... And there was all that weird conversation, the exchange of glances between them and... Merlin, don't be insane! Morgana and Uther cannot be together. He's too old to her and she's... well... she's too beautiful to him! For sure!

"Morgana?" Gaius thought it was even more unusual. "Is she sick or hurt or something? Maybe I should go to her chambers to examine her." He offered.

"No!" Uther tried not to think about Gaius entering Morgana's chambers and finding her naked on her bed. "I mean... she's fine, it's just... I would like to talk about her nightmares."

Gaius freeze. And Merlin too. Gaius had told him about her prophetic dreams.

"Her nightmares... well... what exactly would you like to know?" He was trying to be careful. Gaius would never tell Uther Morgana has magic.

"Last night she told me you keep giving her increasingly stronger potions... but they don't work!"

"Yes, sir, I'm... hum... I'm studying and always trying to prepare a better one to her."

"I'm sure you are, Gaius." The king reassured him. He didn't come to his chambers to say Gaius was being negligent with his job. "I just wanted to understand it better... You had to see her, Gaius! Poor Morgana! She was so scared and confused! She was thinking her nightmare could become true! She took so much time to sleep again..."

Merlin was wondering how the king could know about this... well he's her guardian; it's natural that they were close to each other... No, Merlin, they would never be together in that way... surely not! Besides, they argue all the time!

"I can imagine, sir... Sometimes I wonder if the cure to her nightmares is really a potion."

"What do you mean, Gaius?" Uther was confused now.

"Well... In a certain way, dreams have much to do with our feelings, our thoughts... Sometimes I think that if she could express herself more the dreams could change... Or maybe the way she deals with them would change."

"Do you believe this, Gaius?"

"Yes, my lord. I'll talk to her. If the nightmares are so bad to Morgana, I think we should try everything we can."

"You're right, my friend... She's so sweet!" Uther said distractedly.

She's... what? Merlin was wondering if his ears were listening well.

"Thank you, Gaius. You're such a good friend!"

"You're welcome, my king."

When the king went away and the door was already closed, Merlin came out of his place.

"Merlin?"


So? Was it nice?

I took the championship idea from the 3 x 11 episode, called "the sorcerer's shadow". Well, I've changing it a little bit (I'm changing everything, on the truth...).

Please, review!