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I had a really great time in Denmark and even managed to come back as a 2nd Kyu (brown belt). It just felt so right putting it on yesterday even though I didn't believe that I was ready for it.
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CHARLES CHUKU - well maybe he will find others that he will
The Forest of Fanfic - Thank you for understanding. I hope that you enjoy this chapter.
Sorry this chapter is shorter.
Now to see what Morgana has been doing.
Weak
Morgana struggled to open her eyes.
She knew that she was still healing but she didn't want to be asleep constantly.
The more she slept, the greater the likelihood that she was going to have a nightmare. And it was worse now as she couldn't feel the cool metal of the bracelet on her wrist.
Morgana blinked a few time as the risen sun helped her wake up.
She had, had a few nightmares since she had been with Morgause. Mainly about what happened to her.
It was like her brain was trying to tell her what happened that day.
They were very blurry and disjointed to begin with.
Morgana had asked Morgause what happened, hoping it would clear the fog.
She sat up and leant against the headboard.
If she didn't remember it, Morgana would never have believed Morgause that Merlin had poisoned her.
Although she didn't believe her for his reasons behind it.
Morgause had told her how Merlin stood over her body and told Morgause that all sorcerers were the scum of the earth and he had waited a long time to find a reason to kill her.
Morgana didn't want to believe her.
She remembers how he looked at her when she realised what he had done. She remembered how she tried to fight off his embrace. She remembered how he held her as she chocked for air.
Morgana sighed and tried to banish the thoughts.
If Merlin really felt like that, he wouldn't have helped her when she found out about her magic, let alone help a druid boy on the run from soldiers.
She looked towards the window.
She wanted to find the strength to move out of bed. All she wanted to do was watch the outside world, feel a part of it without being there in body.
Being bed bound was as boring as a council meeting. Not that Morgana had to attend many.
Morgause would come and sit by her bedside and they would idly chat but no one else would speak to her.
All the servants would say was "Yes Milady" or "Right away Milady" and not one of them had looked at her, their eyes fixed on the floor.
Morgana had heard that Cenred was tough on her servants but this was another thing.
She had tried to have a conversation with one of them, just to be told by the servant that they weren't meant to speak to nobility because they weren't worthy.
Morgana assumed that she was dismissed as she hadn't seen her again. Or at least hoped she was dismissed.
Morgana laid back down and rolled over so she was at the edge of the bed. She flipped back the covers to expose her body to the room. She pulled herself up and moved to let her legs dangle over the edge.
She already felt exhausted but she had to do it.
Morgause wouldn't help her as she believed that Morgana needed rest but Morgana thought that she was starting to develop bed sores.
Placing her hands either side of her body, Morgause pushed herself up.
It took her legs a few goes to realise that they could take her weight. Luckily she fell on the bed every time.
Using the bedside table as support, she willed her legs to move.
Morgana took a couple of shaky steps, still leaning on the table.
She looked up at the small gap between where she was and the window. She took a couple of breaths before letting go of the table and taking her first unsupported step.
Morgana almost collapsed onto the windowsill.
She sighed as she lent her forehead against the glass, feeling the warmth from the sun.
Part of her wish Morgause had seen her, it might have change her mind that she needed rest.
Morgana looked out of the window, wondering which way Camelot was.
She had heard of the dragon attack.
Morgana desperately wanted to know if Arthur and Gwen were okay. There was also a part of her that wanted to make sure that Merlin was okay as well.
Apparently, Arthur had slain the beast but Morgause believed differently.
She had said that only a dragonlord can kill a dragon. Whether there was one already in Camelot or one had come in to help them, she didn't know.
"What are you doing out of bed?" Morgause said, rushing to Morgana.
Morgana cursed herself for being so deep in thought she didn't hear her sister come in.
"Who helped you?" Morgause said, Morgana's head in her hands.
"No one, honestly." She said placing her hands on the older woman's forearms. "I got here by myself. I haven't seen anyone all day."
Morgause sighed before lowering her arms to trying and lift her up. Morgana bats her hand away.
"You need to rest."
"No I need to be somewhere other than that bed for 5 minutes." Morgana argued. "Please just sit with me."
Morgause cursed her sister's stubbornness and sat down next to her.
