Nervous behaviour
Thank you all for the reviews they all make me smile. If anyone has any suggestions for the story let me know. I'm happy to know that people like Morgana with me. In my opinion she would make such a better Queen but she can't as she is dead. I mean how rubbish was her death I wanted a massive magical fight between her and Merlin but no. Sorry the last episode was great but still. I can't stop listening to this song 'Switchfoot-Your Love is a song' so good. Anyway back to the story.
"It doesn't matter who you are or what you look like, so long as somebody loves you."
Gwen's P.O.V
They were in her chambers. After she had eaten breakfast she had beckoned Morgana to follow her to her chambers so they could talk.
"My lady is there something wrong?" Morgana questioned as she shut the door and stood next to her mistress.
Gwen smiled. "No Morgana nothing is wrong, and please can you stop with the my lady you know I don't like it."
Morgana smirked at Gwen who was now sitting in the chair opposite the mirror on her vanity table. "Sorry Gwen, but rules are rules and I have address you as my lady." She said the last bit in a mocking tone which made Gwen laugh.
Gwen fiddled with a necklace that she had left on the table. The necklace was simple, with a fine silver chain and a single blue jewel. "Morgana?" She turned to face her friend.
"Yes my lady." Morgana had settled herself on her mistress bed. The bed was covered in the most luxurious of silks completely different from her own bed at home.
"Did you notice Merlin's strange behaviour this morning?" They both knew what she was talking about.
"Yes my lady he seemed," she paused and smirked at her mistress before continuing. "he seemed rather nervous."
Gwen moved from her seat and walked towards Morgana who stood to meet her gaze. "Yes, yes he did."
"My lady is there something I should know?" Gwen's stare was distant, she could hear the concern in her friends voice.
Is she really that blind? Can she not see what I see? Gwen chuckled to herself only concerning Morgana more. Her features had become distorted. Her eyes squinting on Gwen's eyes that sparkled as she laughed.
"Morgana, if you don't know by now then you are a fool." Morgana looked slightly hurt. "Oh not that you are a fool because you are not. This is coming out wrong."
"My lady just tell me." Morgana took Gwen's hands in her own.
"I don't think I should be the one to tell you." The noble woman squeezed her hands gently before releasing her grip.
"I'm sorry my lady I am at a loss." She could see Morgana was still confused. Yes she really is that blind Gwen thought to herself.
"I think you should speak to Merlin. Ask him."
"But my l-"
Gwen smiled. "Morgana ask him and he will tell you."
She left the conversation there, she left Morgana wondering. The noble woman knows of the feelings the prince has she has tried many a time to get him to express the feelings but he would reply with 'It doesn't matter how I feel, she does not feel the same. Anyway if she did father would never allow it.' Merlin was right, Uther would never allow such a relationship to occur, especially with Morgana. He had never like the girl, thought she was too bold for her own good she spoke out of turn and if it was up to him she would have banished long ago. Morgana had always spoken her mind, one of the reasons Gwen had become her friend and asked her to be her maidservant. She wouldn't hold back or bite her tongue if she thought something was wrong not matter the repercussions. Gwen remembered what Morgana had said to her a while ago when she was questioning Uther's judgment on the lives of the village people. 'Sometimes you have to do what is right and damn the consequences.' In this case what is right is the affection of the heart.
Morgana's P.O.V
She was standing outside of Merlin's chambers. She had been there for a while, facing the wooden door deciding whether to knock or just leave. Her hand would be about knock when she took it quickly down. What did Gwen mean? Ask Merlin he will tell you.
"This is pathetic Morgana just do it." She whispered to herself.
Morgana never normally hesitated, but the way Gwen had spoken her made her nervous. Morgana was never nervous except for now. She took a deep breath before knocking softly on the door. There was no answer. Was he even in there? Of course he was he probably just didn't her you. She knocked again a little louder this time, but again there was no answer. Curiosity took hold as Morgana slowly opened the door and poked her head through.
"Sire?" Again no answer.
Morgana entered anyway closing the door softly behind trying not to make a noise. She looked around his room. It was neat everything in its place, his table clear, his bed made. Seeing how clean his room was made her scoff slightly.
"Arthur could never have done this." She said to herself, grabbing a piece of paper from his desk and reading his fine writing.
"You right he doesn't."
His voice startled her. She dropped the paper quickly and spinning around to face him. This is bad she thought to herself.
"I'm sorry sire I didn't mean to intrude." She couldn't keep his gaze. His sapphire eyes always made her feel slightly uncomfortable, he looked upon her as if he could read right through her right down to her soul.
"Yet you are here. May I ask why?" Merlin took a step closer to the beautiful servant.
She gulped. He looked handsome in his armour. He had obviously been training with his knights, she could see that his face was slightly flushed from the exercise. Why was she acting like this? She had known Merlin for a while and he is her close friend she had never felt like this before. Well this is not true she did have these feelings in face every time she saw him her heart rate speed a little faster but she always supressed it.
"I was asked to come by the Lady Guinevere" She lied through her teeth.
"Oh," he smiled at her weekly, "let me just take this off first if you will." He started to take off his gauntlets.
Morgana smirked, he could see he was struggling slightly. "Her let me." She moved towards him and helped him remove his armour.
"Thank you." He said when she had removed most of his armour leaving him in his chainmail.
"Your most welcome sire." She began fidgeting suddenly feeling awkward at the little distance between them.
"Well," he coughed nervous as well. "erm."
He couldn't get his words out which made Morgana smirk, but realising her place she quickly fixed on her mask. "Yes the Lady Guinevere has requested that I ask you something. She wanted to know why you were not yourself at breakfast."
He smiled and ran a hand through his tousled dark hair. "I cannot divulge that information to you Morgana."
She lowered her head so he wouldn't see her blush and the smile that crossed her lips. Her mask fixed again on her face again she responded "I understand sire I will tell her that you request to tell her yourself."
He smiled as a thank you and she sauntered out of his chambers. He may have not admitted his reason to her but it still didn't betray the way he acted with her. His nervous almost a match of her own. Those nerves told her all she needed to know.
Awwww a little Mergana scene there sweet. Another confession from me are you ready I can't dance. Honestly I look like a robot when I try hahaha. Oh well. So tell me what you think.
