A/N: This chapter is very short. I can't believe how many alerts I've had for my other stories. I plan on uploading as soon as possible. So in a few days or maybe today if you are luck :) Thanks for reading and remember to review :)
Tied to the ceiling, back already covered with blood, Merlin watched in horror as the main Mord'Sith, Cara, handed Morgana the agiel.
Pain.
Morgan pressed the agiel into his bare stomach, smirking as he squirmed and screamed. She moved the agiel to his neck tapping lightly and then bringing it down with all her strength. He was crying by now. Cara had already whipped him and used the agiel on him.
Horror.
Morgan traced a line down his stomach with agiel. Then bringing her other hand to his face, cupping it.
Helpless.
As she made small cuts all over his body. Then huge, long gashes across his stomach. Then leaving him in the dungeon.
"I was not making love to him!" Morgan shouted at her sister.
"Sister-"
"Don't sister me! The little coward should be dead! He is a lying, traitorous, b-"
"Sister!" Morgause yelled. "Tell me you did not enjoy watching him squirm at your touch."
"Oh yes..." Morgana smirked. "It was wonderful."
"My point exactly. Soon he will do everything you command in a heartbeat. And once that is so, we will take Camelot and make you Queen."
"But... I'm not an heir to the throne."
"No, you are not. That's where Merlin comes in. He will slip Arthur a potion that will make Arthur fall in love you and he will persuade Uther to let him marry you. Then once you are the official princess of Camelot , we kill Uther-"
"How?"
"Simple, Merlin gives him poison. Then we kill Arthur by accidentally being killed in battle."
"Then I am queen of Camelot."
"Exactly sister. Now you should get back to Camelot."