Uther was outraged. "They are servants! They are nothing!"
Merlin was holding her. She lifted her head off his chest. "Love knows no class."
Merlin vanished from her eyes. "Merlin! Merlin!" She shouted, looking around. She could hear screams and fire raged around her.
"They will die by fire." She turned to see Merlin tied to a post. "Morgana!" He was screaming as the flames licked his skin.
"If he is plagued by fire then I will jump into the flames." She could feel the fire crawling up her legs, eating her alive. Uther grabbed her arm, and she ripped it from his touch. "You will go to your chambers!" He called after her.
She opened the door and turned to smirk at him. "And you, Uther, you will go to hell."
Morgana awoke with a start, screaming. She was clutching the sheets, and scared of what she had seen. She looked at the door before she realized that no Guinevere was coming to comfort her. No soothing words were easing her back to sleep.
She could still see Merlin's terrified face, as he was dying in the flames. She threw the covers off and got up to look out the window. The moon was shining but it looked more evil than good.
She glanced into the courtyard, wondering what they were doing to Merlin. He was supposed to die at dawn. She mustn't let that happen.
Suddenly she heard a knock at the door. She opened it and there was… Arthur?
"I've come to save Guinevere! We must get them out!" She nodded and closed the door so she could get dressed. She opened the door again to see Arthur impatiently tapping his foot. "I'm waiting!"
She smoothed her red dress down and pulled the cloak around her face. "You're not king yet." She smiled back at him from the bottom of the stairs. He sighed and ran down them.
They tiptoed to the dungeons, avoiding the guards of Camelot. Morgana put one foot out before she was slammed against the wall. "Are you crazy?" Arthur hissed quietly.
She gave him a confused look until he pointed down at the ground.
At the bottom of the stairs, two guards were playing dice. "Ha! I won again!" The guard's voice drifted up to where Arthur and Morgana were hiding.
"I'm gonna go down there." He hissed, and started down the stairs.
"No, wait! I have ma-"
But her whispered words were cut off by Arthur breathing, "Don't worry! You'll be safe!" She sighed as Arthur reached the bottom of the stairs.
The guards stood up, drawing their swords. "These are not the people you're looking for." Arthur waved his hand in a mysterious way.
The guards looked at each other, confused. Arthur took this chance to hit them with the butt of his sword. They crumpled to the floor; dazed.
Arthur signaled to Morgana that she could come down now.
She came down and glared at him. "This isn't Star Wars!" She quietly shouted.
"I know, I know. But you gotta admit that was funny!"
She looked around like she didn't hear him, then smiled. "Maybe. Come on, let's go!" They walked to the dungeons, Morgana holding the torch aloft.
They stopped at the cell where Guinevere and Merlin were. Through the bars Morgana touched Merlin's hand, smiling at him.
"We're going to get you out of here." She whispered, and stared at the lock.
"Tospringe!" She felt her eyes change colors, and the cell door was ripped off its hinges. Everyone stared at her but Merlin.
"You have magic!" Arthur and Guinevere blurted out. I nodded. "So do I!" Merlin said a few ancient words, and a ball of fire appeared in his palm.
"Where have I been?" Arthur looked at his servant with admiration.
"That was awesome!" Guinevere looked from Merlin to Morgana. "The coolest thing ever!"
Morgana smiled and hugged Guinevere. "It's good to have you back."
Guinevere moved away and nodded. "You too."