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IV – The Escalation
As she lay on Merlin with his arms loosely wrapped around her, Igraine thought about Merlin's magic. If she was feeling this much energy from him when he wasn't intentionally summoning his power, what would it be like if he did? Could the power surge she so enjoyed be even stronger if Merlin actually used his magic? She shivered at the thought. She briefly recalled that she had spent seven days struggling with deep despair and darkness after Merlin had used his magic and briefly acknowledged those days were unpleasant and disconcerting. But the feeling of empowerment was extremely tempting, and Igraine realized she wanted to find out how strong it could be. Somewhere in the back of Igraine's mind she knew she was being seduced by the magic, but she didn't much care.
Another thought had been circulating through her mind – one that she did not care to discuss with Merlin yet. She desperately wanted revenge on Morgan for … well, everything. But primarily Igraine desired to shove a knife into Morgan's abdomen just as Morgan had done to her. Of course Igraine knew she could never actual do that. But the thought of Merlin using his power to exact revenge rather thrilled her. Oh, how sweet it would be to watch Merlin destroy Morgan using her own game to do it. Igraine figured Merlin had as much or more reason to seek retribution as she did. Not only was he sizzling about what Morgan had done to Igraine, Morgan had fucked Merlin over too, quite literally. The stunt she pulled in seducing him using Igraine's form was despicable and Igraine knew it had affected Merlin more than he would ever admit. She saw the look of disillusionment and disgust on his face when he realized who he had been with that night. And so she began to think about how she might subtly persuade Merlin to use his power to punish Morgan.
