And yet another prompt from the Heart of Camelot. Prompt was "Behind Blue Eyes" by The Who.
A/N: Morgana's pov.
She smirked, a signature expression of hers. She turned from her men, and studied the sieged castle. The same castle she had lived in for years. The same castle drenched with the blood of thousands, both innocent and guilty alike. The same castle that was built on lies. A flicker of guilt flared in her soul, but she quashed the feeling with practiced ease. Camelot would be open to anyone- magical or not- when she was Queen. Arthur would die, or be exiled if she was feeling generous. Same as Gwen. As an added bonus, she could make Merlin suffer before he was executed. The backstabber, the coward that poisoned her, even if it was on the orders of a dragon. Oh, she had stalked him as he walked through the forest alone, waiting for the right time to ambush him. As he entered a large clearing, she had prepared to strike, but a guttural roar from his throat had startled her. Morgause had told her that the Dragonlords had died out with the death of Balinor. The Great Dragon had landed before she recovered, and her eavesdropping on the following conversation had revealed many things.
She shook her head. Tonight wasn't a night for distractions and memories. It was a night for victory and triumph. Even if she had to steal her throne by force, she would make a much better ruler than any other Pendragon. The people would see her way of doing things and come around to her side eventually.
After all, they don't know what's like to be the enemy of everyone that you once cared for.
No idea when the next one will be up. Hopefully this weekend. And a sincere thanks to dragooonthegreat, wolfnymph1, and a guest for reviewing.