Category: Gen (Canon)
Character\Pairing: Arthur, Morgana, Uther
Rating\Warning: K
Word count: 286
Summary: What was the first meeting of Arthur and Morgana like?
Nine-year-old Morgana wandered along a path around the castle. She knew she ought to be seeing where her rooms were, but today was too lovely to stay indoors. The second Uther had turned his back, she raced from the castle with a leather bal in her hands and a smile on her face.
Tossing the ball up into the air, she caught it with ease. At least, for the most part Morgana did. One throw was a bit too high, which meant the ball hit the ground and rolled instead of falling into her hand. Sighing, Morgana took off through the briars,not minding the mud or branches.
When she stopped, she found a blonde-haired boy standing on her toy. This irritated her, especially when he stooped and picked up the ball. "Hi," said the seven-year-old.
Morgana held out her hand. "Give it back," the girl demanded. Her eyes flash with annoyance.
"I will, but have to catch me," the boy said. Wrapping his hand around the ball, he raced for the castle.
Hiking up the hem of her green wool dress, Morgana raced after him. Her dark hair streamed out from behind her."Give it back," she shouted, pinning the boy against the stone wall.
"Oh, Morgana! I see you met my son," a man called from behind her.
Slowly, the girl let go of blonde's wrists, she turned around. Her eyes were wide as she stared at Uther. "He took my ball," Morgana rattled.
"Arthur, give it back. This is Morgana She will be staying with us," said Uther, who wasn't mad at the children.
Arthur gawked at his father and then at Morgana. He couldn't believe the changes. He didn't like them. In a huff. The Prince gave he ball back and stomped off.