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CHAPTER TWO

Morgana got out of her of her now huge and fluffy bed. She looked down to find herself in a long satin nightgown that was much more comfortable then her old scratchy dress. She ran her fingers through her now silky and smooth hair, not ratted or tangled like it used to be. She looked at the food at the table. It had been a long while since she had the luxury of fruit. Not to mention she had a manservant who would do anything for her. She was already enjoying the fact that she finally got the crown that belonged to her, and all the perks of being Queen.

She sat down at the table as Merlin pored her a glass of wine. She picked up a piece of cantaloupe and ate it slowly as she enjoyed the taste. Then Merlin snatched a strawberry off her plate and shoved it into his mouth. At first she was shocked, she was queen of Camelot and surly Merlin would respect her. But one look at Merlin's amused face made Morgana calm down. If Merlin was if fact loyal to her and thought he been with her for years, then he would have to be comfortable with her. She ignored her first instinct to snap at him and instead she grinned at him and rolled her eyes. She had to try a few different tactics to understand her relationship with him.

"Hungry Merlin?" Morgana asked

"Well, the food here is better then what I normally get." Merlin replied "Don't you think that I need proper food. Working for you is not exactly the easiest thing."

"How hard could it be?" Morgana asked

She wondered how much she could get out of Merlin. She still had no idea what memories the people had or Morgana's own story. She hoped she could get some answers out of Merlin with out being to obvious.

After she ate, Merlin helped her get ready for the day. It was strange having a manservant instead of a maidservant. Morgana only ever had Gwen as a maidservant but she never had a male. Yet, Merlin seemed to have no problem with it. He was extremely respectful in the situation. He gave her the dress from behind the dressing screen and turned away until Morgana asked him for assistant helping her lace up her dress. He acted as if Merlin had been doing it for years.

Eventually Morgana sat down in front of the mirror and Merlin began brushing her hair. Morgana tried not to show it but she had really enjoyed it. Since she was a child she had always loved the sensation of someone gently pulling a brush through her hair and she had not had it happen since she was Urthur's ward. She relaxed gently in the chair.

She knew she had to keep from asking anything to drastic but there was one question she could not get out of her mind.

"Merlin," Morgana asked "Do you happen to know a man named Arthur?"

"I don't think so," Merlin responded "Why? Is he your new man friend?"

Morgana held back a laugh. It was clear Arthur was gone or Merlin would not suggest anything romantic between Morgana and her brother. Morgana wondered where Arthur was or if he was even alive.

ARTHUR

Arthur was really confused. One moment he was talking to the knights in hope they had found any thing about the location of Gwen. Then he awoke next to a creek in the woods. He sat up and looked around. No one was around he did not recognize the part of the woods. He noticed that he was wearing commoners cloths and he was filthy. He had no idea where he was but he needed to find his way back to Camelot.

HE walked and walked hoping to find someone, anyone. After a few hours he eventually heard movement behind him. He whipped around to find three bandits approaching him . He reached for his sword on his belt that was not there. The bandits each had swords and he was defenseless

One of the men yelled in some language Arthur did not understand. Then suddenly the charged. Arthur was just able to avoid the sword and get out of the way. Another started running a him then suddenly the first bandit started charging to. Soon all three were attaching and Arthur fought hard. He got cut harshly on his arm but he kept going. Arthur normally would have been able to take them but he was without his sword or without knights. He was eventually shoved to the ground and was just was about to shove his sword through Arthur's chest, when he went flying.

The three bandits turned and Arthur stained to look over. He saw a glimpse of a young boy about the age of thirteen and a young girl no older then six. The boy flung his arms and the two other bandits went flying. They had magic.

Arthur grabbed a sword that one of the bandits dropped and sat up. He watched as the small girl came running at him. She had long curly blond hair that wiped in the wind. He gripped the sword harshly and was ready to swing if he needed to. It was clear they had magic but the girl was only a child. He could not quite bring himself to hurt her.

She got down on her knees next to him and said something but Arthur could not understand. He glanced over the child to see the boy was looking over the unconscious bodies. He looked back at the girl and she grinned at him. She reached out to touch his bloody arm but he only pulled away. She reached into a pouch around her belt and pulled some fine powder out of it that looked like flower. She suddenly blew it onto his arm and he watched as the wound healed and the pain disappeared.

Now he was debating even more. She had clearly used magic in front of him but seemed to mean no harm. Yet, it was still magic; the one thing that corrupted and hardened hearts. He saw it happen with Morgana. She clearly had no fear of using magic in front of him so he guessed she did not know who he was.

Soon the boy also came over. He starred daggers into Arthur and told something to the young girl. She responded and gripped on to Arthur's arm. Arthur was slightly surprised at the girl but remained calm. The boy asked something to Arthur.

"I am sorry," he replied "I have no idea what you are saying."

The girl said something else to the boy as her grip on his arm tightened. They seemed to be having a conversation but Arthur stood there having no idea what was going on. Eventually the boy seemed to say something that the girl liked and she squealed. She jumped up and pulled up on Arthur and tried to pull him up. He stood up still holding the sword.

The boys eyes darkened and then they flashed gold. He felt some pulling and the sword and soon it flew out of his hands. Arthur prepared for an attach but nothing happened. The boy nodded at Arthur and he realized why. The boy seemed to be protecting the child. A man with a sword must have been intimidating and Arthur was probably lucky he did not get the same fate.

The boy started walking in direction he came. The girl grabbed Arthur's shirt and pulled him to follow. He was defenses, and they had magic. Yet, they seemed to want to help. He really had no choice but to follow them.