Chapter IV: Of chances and risks
AN: Hi guys! Happy Valentine's Day to all those who celebrate it! Okay, so this is the chapter where things begin to get interesting/ complicated/ confusing. Thank you so very much for your comments and kudos, they keep me going every time I start writing a new chapter. All errors are mine, mostly from the rapid typing, please excuse me for them and enjoy the story! I'll be eager to hear your opinions and I wish you an amazing day, full with smiles, wherever you are and whatever you're doing. Stay tuned for more
The days were slowly getting shorter with each passing day, the trees began metamorphosing into a colorful mess thus creating suave symphonies when the wind played with their branches and leafs that were consequentially falling down and created one huge kaleidoscopic blanket that gently hugged the ground all around the kingdom. The hot sunrays were stepping back to the more gentle caresses of the autumn breeze. As the days were passing, Kara had fallen easily into the routine that was her new life in the castle. She learned how to braid Morgana's hair properly and even from time to time allowed herself to put little chamomile flowers in the brunettes dark hair. The contrast created by the small white petals and the long, dark locks of Morgana, always made Kara day dream about things that would be rated +18 back on her Earth.
Tonight she was enjoying a meal with Merlin with whom she had become good friends. The young warlock helped her with her duties when she had no idea how to do them, like polishing the Lady's armor or what type of soap should she use for the silk dresses. Kara didn't like staying without work and she couldn't just walk around the castle without raising suspicions, so she just did the tasks the Lady Morgana would give her and wait for Merlin to do his research. Tonight Merlin finally had some answers and after a big portion of chicken, a few tomatoes, a slice of cheese and a loaf of bread each, Kara was smiling contently and waited for Merlin to put the cattle on for a cup of tea after dinner. The tea was truly delicious, it was made out of steamed blueberry leafs, rosehip, hibiscus and just of touch of canella and cloves. Its color was as red as Morgana's lips, but before she started thinking about the Lady in question again, Kara had to ask Merlin about her situation.
"So, tell me, what did you find out?" – She asked gripping the tea a little harder between her hands and feeling its warmth spread over her hands.
"Well honestly, not much." – He said with a sad voice.
" I have never heard of such powerful magic used before now, I have checked every book I could think of, I even went through Gaius' hidden library and still didn't found a thing that could be useful to us." – Kara sipped from her cup and whined a little at the information.
"So, there is no way for me to get back home?" – Kara knew that this possibility was an option given that she didn't have neither the technology, nor the needed scientific mind to make it. She often wandered about Alex and Lena and the rest of her friends. They would know by now that Supergirl was missing, surely they were looking for her, but how could they find her when they had no idea where to search exactly. She should've left at least a post it to find Barry if anything happened to her. Yep, post its seemed like an excellent idea right now.
"Hey" – said Merlin touching gently her shoulder.
"We'll find some way, I promise." – He tried to sound reassuring.
"Why don't we ask Morgana, maybe she'd be able to help us, she could ask the druids for help? I mean, she did help that boy after all." – asked Kara looking up again.
"How did you…?" – Merlin tried asking petrified for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure, Kara warned him she knew many things about them, it shouldn't surprise him that she knew about that accidental fire that happened a few weeks before she even showed up in their world. The blonde had proven that she could be trusted and moreover she had proven that she can keep a secret and means no harm to the people with magic like Merlin himself.
"Listen Kara, I know you want to go home, but involving Morgana isn't safe for her. Uther is monitoring the castle very closely and if she's caught, her punishment wouldn't be a slap on the wrist."
Merlin was right, Morgana couldn't control her magic yet, she was still afraid of it and thinking carefully about it, maybe it was for the best. Kara didn't want to push the sensitive Morgana she had come to know and care about into anything that could lead to the legend in her head playing out. The Morgana she knew was kind, caring, sensitive and pure creature, even if the Lady was feeling sad sometimes because of the whispers behind her back, from the knights she refused to court and from Gwen that had long since forgotten the friendship vows they once believed in. The trouble would begin when pain was no longer an issue, when numbness engulfed her, just like the red K influenced Kara, the betrayal of her old friend affected Morgana.
Shaking her head, Kara quickly recovered from her thoughts and concentrated back on the conversation at hand.
"You're right. I didn't think it through. We cannot involve her." – The blonde said firmly and slowly rose up to her feet.
"Well, thank you for dinner Merlin, I should get going though, I need to ask you a favor. Morgana wanted to get up early tomorrow for a ride, she wants to go to her father's grave and I have no idea how to strap the saddle or prepare the horses."
"And you want me to show you right?" – The young warlock beat her to the point.
"I'd appreciate it, yes." – Kara said smiling sheepishly.
"You are lucky I like you Kara" – Merlin groaned in defeat.
"Okay, let's go to the stables" – he said closing the door to his chambers and the pair made their way to the horses.
"Oh and one more thing…" – to which Merlin only lifted his eyebrows and looked at her patiently, praying in his mind that she'd say that she knew how to at least fold the tent for their journey, he really hated folding the tents.
"Idon'tknowhowtoride." – The blonde said quickly and looked at him with her signature puppy eyes.
"Oh, it's going to be a long night then." – The warlock resigned.
And true to his words, it was. Merlin had shown her how to properly saddle a horse and she only fell four times until she understood that the secret of riding wasn't holding the reins for dear life, but closing your tights tightly around the saddle and hold with them. In her defense, Kara didn't even know how to drive, so riding a horse was definitely something she never even considered learning. Both, Merlin and Kara had stayed until dawn's first light was showing behind the horizon and Kara had to rush for a bath and get the Lady Morgana ready for the trip.
"If you don't mind me asking, Morgana, why do it today? Why not after the winter?" – asked Kara while they were walking to the stables.
"Every year I go on this day, it was my father's birthday and even though I barely remember him, the memories I have from him are good ones and I believe he deserves the respect to visit him today."
Kara only smiled, she remembered how she traveled with her parents to different planets when she was a kid, and she knew that these good memories gave her strength whenever she'd feel alone, so she accepted the information not wanting to push more and preceded to the stalls to fetch the horses.
"Wait, Kara, come with me first." – Morgana grabbed Kara's hand and gently led her to the apple tree behind the stables, the blonde trailed behind her with a curious look on her face, but she let herself be led.
"Aithusa is not your typical horse. She doesn't trust anyone but me and she may see you as a thread if you'd go straight to her and try putting on the reins on her." – Morgana explained.
"Oh great, apparently I also forgot to ask Merlin about a crash course on how-to-make-a-horse-like-you 101" – Kara said out loud already regretting her comment when she saw the look that Morgana gave her.
"You are grumpy today." – The lady just laughed it off and decided to try to get her friend to talk about whatever was bothering her later, when they were away from the prying eyes in Camelot.
"I had a long night with Merlin." – Kara said dismissively and Morgana felt as if a bucket of ice cold water was thrown at her.
"Merlin huh? Last time I checked he was trailing behind Gwen like a lost puppy." – She said a little colder than necessary.
"Oh we just…" – The younger woman tried to explain what she wanted to say, but the lady was having none of it.
"I don't need to know the details Kara, you are quite charming, alluring even I am sure I am not the only one who's noticed it."
Whoa, so Morgana had noticed her too. She wasn't imagining it, that made Kara's stomach flutter and not because she was hungry. That constant pull between them really existed even if neither was sure how to talk about it. But, before she had the chance to talk more about that, the Lady Morgana interrupted her short moment of day dreaming.
"As I was saying, you need to earn Aithusa's trust and respect and that takes a lot of time. Time which we don't have now, so you'll need to do what I tell you exactly how I tell you to."
Kara nodded quickly with her head and willed herself to listen carefully what the lady was saying to her. She really had no idea what was waiting for her and the black mare was a huge animal, strong and fast without a doubt.
"See that green apple up there?" – Morgana pointed to one of the highest ones on the tree, it's a good thing her powers were coming back to her, because with virtually no sleep she was really exhausted and there was no way she could climb up all the way to the apple and then saddle the horses and then ride almost all day without falling asleep on her own horse.
"You have to get it, somehow that little minks knows when I give her apples from the lower branches and she's not happy about it. So up you go."
Getting the apple was easy, she only ripped one of her sleeves on her way up and it wasn't even that big of a gash, so she quickly took the apple in her hands and started moving down. Unfortunately for Kara, the tree trunk was wet with little droplets of water from the condensation during the night and her foot slipped, making her descend a lot faster than her climbing up. Kara managed to land on her feet and Morgana laughed at her when she saw that Kara wasn't hurt. Smiling Morgana always looked good and it was exactly that smile that made Kara laugh herself, she really needed some sleep.
"Okay, we have the apple, now let's go and introduce you to the most amazing horse in the whole world"
The two women made their way back to the stable's entrance and Morgana took the blonde's hand again, only this time interlacing their fingers together. Kara went rigid with that unexpected touch and her body tensed considerably.
"Aithusa needs to see you as my friend or she won't even let you go near her, come on. She's really sweet once you come to know her, I promise."
"Okay, I trust you." – said Kara shakily and stepped into the stables.
They didn't stop until they reached the last stall, it was the biggest one, and even Arthur's stallion didn't have that much space just for him.
"Hello my beautiful!" – Said Morgana said gently stepping closer to the horse. Aithusa in turn quickly took a few steps closer to the extended hand and let Morgana touch her forehead. She even nuzzled in her hand and Kara let out a little laugh which made Aithura move her attention to her.
"This is Kara and she has a gift for you." – The brunette pulled Kara closer and told her to give Aithusa the apple she was holding in her free hand.
The horse looked at Kara than down to the apple and moved to smell it, after a few moments of careful examination Aithusa took the green apple from Kara's hand and ate it.
"Let her smell your hand and caress her behind the ear, for some reason she loves it. Just move slowly" – instructed Morgana never letting the blonde's hand.
And Kara did just that, Aithusa stayed still for a moment and then moved back abruptly. She didn't look happy, not that Kara knew a lot about horses and their moods, but the mare looked more offended than pleased with Kara's actions and the blonde took a step back or at least she tried to, but Morgana was firmly behind her and didn't let her get back. Instead she pushed her a step closer to the small gate that separated them from the black mare.
"She doesn't look happy Morgana, maybe you should just ride another horse today." – Kara tried.
"Aithusa… don't de rude!" – Morgana scolded the horse as if it was a small child and not a giant creature.
"I can't just ride another horse Kara that would be unacceptable. Aithusa is my horse and I am her rider. As I told you before, she isn't very social, but she is extremely loyal. So come on, no stepping back, you said you trust me." – Morgana reminded her and turned her attention back to the horse.
"Aithusa come here." – She spoke calmly and the horse grunted loudly.
"Aithusa… don't make me come there and get you" – Morgana said and lifted her right eyebrow, challenging the mare, daring her to make her move. There was no doubt that between these two the true force of nature was wearing a beautiful set of white pants and plain blue t-shirt, and stood on two feet.
The horse saw how dead serious Morgana was and slowly made its way back to the front, looking at Kara and hastily letting the blonde pet her again, only this time she permitted the contact.
"Good job darling, that looks the beginning of a great friendship." – Morgana commented, but Kara wasn't sure if that comment was meant for Aithusa or for her.
Judging from the expressions on both Kara and Aithusa's face, neither believed Morgana's words, but at least they seemed to have reached a silent agreement to behave in front of the Lady.
"Kara please prepare Aithusa for the journey and get Saphira for yourself, the palomino next to Aithusa if I am not mistaken. I believe you two will get along just fine, but remember to do Aithusa first, she doesn't like being second." – Said Morgana with a little chuckle.
"Rao, that horse is more demanding than you." – slipped from Kara's lips and Morgana chuckled loudly.
"Are you saying I am too demanding?" – asked the brunette with a flirty voice.
"Noo… I… that was… I am just going to prepare the horses now." – said Kara gesturing to the four legged creatures behind them and turning around quickly before she could say something even more embarrassing.
While Kara was saddling Aithusa, some twelve knights or so appeared in front of the stables, with their horses ready, waiting for the two women, but the moment Morgana saw them she muttered "Not a chance." And quickly made her way to Uther's chambers. After a few minutes Arthur appeared with a grim expression on his face from behind the knights and whistled for them to follow him back to the castle. The knights obeyed and went back just as Morgana was strolling confidently out of the gates.
"If you won't let the guards accompany you at least let me come with you. There may be bandits along the road." – He tried reasoning with her, but she just stared at him and repeated her earlier words "No way."
"Just because you threw a tantrum at my father it doesn't mean that I'll let you go alone Morgana, you are still the King's ward." – Arthur raised his tone a bit.
"I am more than capable of taking care of myself Arthur." – She answered with dangerously low tone.
"The place where I am going is on holy land, no one would dare attack there, besides I beat you every single time we go one against the other. Make no mistake, I am more than just a pretty face and a nice smile." – Morgana said and turned around, making her way to Kara and the horses obviously putting an end to the discussion with the prince.
Morgana and Kara were already some four and a half candle marks into the journey to Morgana's father's grave and they had fallen into a comfortable silence next to each other. Kara got amazed at the scenery in front of her eyes and Morgana smiled fondly each time she saw the whipped expression on her companion's face.
"Why did you refuse the guards?" – Kara broke the comfortable silence that reigned only a second ago between them, she wanted to understand better why Morgana reacted the way she did.
"We are going a sacred place according to the old religion, the knights of Camelot don't believe in the old gods, they don't understand them and my family always preferred the old ways. None of the knights and least of all Arthur knows how to behave on sacred ground where no weapons are allowed. And they'd have just slowed us down." – Morgana explained carefully.
"I understand."
Kara had seen Morgana fight and her superpowers were slowly coming back, so she knew that in case of an attack, they were more than capable of defending themselves. Kara wanted to distract Morgana from her thoughts, she could see the brunette was deep in thought, probably thinking about her life before becoming the king's ward.
"So, tell me about Aithusa, how come she is so special?" – asked the blonde looking untrustingly to the horse and Morgana laughed when said mare only snorted loudly.
"She was born in the stables a little over a year ago, but she didn't let anybody get close to her, she'd throw tantrums and kick and jump around. Her mother is a Friesian mare and her father, a Lippizan. One day I was walking around the castle and stumbled upon something horrible, a servant who was supposed to care for the horses had a whip in his hand and was hitting that poor little thing. I immediately ran to him and stopped him, but Aithusa was even more afraid and Uther thought that she was just a waste of space in the royal stables. I pleaded to him to not separate her from her mother and Uther agreed under the condition that I train her and she becomes my horse." – Morgana talked with a distant look as if seeing her memories before her eyes.
"And you bonded instantly?" – asked Kara, already sensing the direction of the story.
"Oh no. On the contrary in fact. She didn't let me ride her until months later. I would spend every day with her, bringing her apples and carrots, she likes these treats. She began gaining weight and becoming bigger and stronger with each passing day and now she is my horse. Only letting me to ride her. She is very loyal and a great traveling companion, right beautiful?" – Morgana asked Aithusa and she nodded her head in agreement to which both women laughed and the brunette that was riding her started caressing her neck.
"She is very beautiful. I had never seen such a shiny horse." – observed Kara. It was true, Aithusa was the most beautiful horse from all the castle stables. Her body was pitch black, just like her rider's hair. When the sun shined upon the black mare it was as if her body shined, but her crest had one peculiar thing on that distinguished the horse from the others. The horse's hair was all black save for seven white locks of hair that hung from the crest and her tail.
They continued talking about the nature surrounding them, about Morgana's upcoming birthday and Morgana told her stories of the old religion and the celebrations they had before.
***Meanwhile in Camelot***
Morgana had just left with her maid and Arthur had returned to the castle when he found his father walking up to the Library with rolled up papers in his hands. There was only one reason his father would go near the library and it was Morgana's birthday. That woman had read every book in there and was constantly nagging Uther to expand it, so he finally decided to surprise her for her birthday that was coming up soon.
"Father, I see you've already decided on Morgana's gift from you this year." – said Arthur looking at the plans in the king's grasp.
"Ah yeah, I beat you to it my dear boy, you'll have to find her another present from you." – Uther said smiling proudly to himself.
"Just remember not to give her another silk dress, we all know what happened last year." – Laughed the King remembering how Morgana had made Arthur wear it during dinner after losing a bet with her (luckily for Arthur said dinner was only between him, his father and the Lady Morgana). Even though Arthur was a good prince, he felt easily into Morgana's games every time and his father smirked each time that happened. Morgana was so like her father after all.
"I've learnt my lesson believe me, yellow is not my color." – said the prince chuckling and excusing himself heading to Merlin's chambers.
Just as Arthur was about to head for the servant's quarters, he bumped into Gwen, that was heading to the river with a basket of laundry.
"Ah Guinevere, I am sorry I was in a hurry and I didn't see you." – said the prince offering his help in picking up the few items that had escaped the basket.
"It's alright your highness." – She said looking at him.
"Have you seen Merlin? I needed to talk to him about something"
"He may still be with Gaius, collecting pots, maybe I can be of help?" – Gwen said with a hopeful voice, disguised with a charming smile.
"Actually… yes. Yes, you can help me. You are close to Morgana right?"
"Well, with the new girl being her personal maid now, we haven't talked as much as before" – Said Gwen and realized that she had really drifted away from Morgana, the funny thing was, Gwen actually missed talking to her friend, but after everything was she still considered a friend? She knew Gwen liked Arthur and still flirted with him? On the other hand Gwen was just a servant and Arthur never expressed any particular interest, so maybe Morgana wasn't the only one to blame? The servant girl quickly shook these thoughts from her head for later and concentrated on Arthur's talking.
"Yeah, I guess that new girl quickly earned Morgana's good grace, she must tell me her secret." – said Arthur chuckling.
"Anyway, I was just wondering if you knew what I could give Morgana for her birthday. I really have no idea what she likes now." – Arthur confessed. Many years ago when they were still little he'd give her a crown made of flowers and Morgana would wear it around the castle all day, but now his gift had to be something more refined and he already had given her a dagger. Perhaps a nice sword of her own would be the perfect gift for her this year. Yes, he'd try with a sword.
"I am sorry that I can't be of help, I should go wash this now" – said Gwen nodding to the clothes in the basket.
"Yes, of course. Thank you, I wish you a pleasant day." – Arthur smiled and made his way back to the main part of the castle, were Merlin was just coming back with Gaius.
"Merlin! I need you to do something for me." – The prince almost shouted and Merlin perked his ears up like a puppy, wandering what would be the thing that Arthur had on his mind now.
"You know Morgana's birthday is coming up right?"
"Yes, in seventeen days if I am not mistaken." – Said Merlin, always paying attention to the details.
"Well, I have decided to make the celebrations special for her this year. We will have the traditional banquet but I need you to inform every one of the people we've invited that they should come wearing masks."
"Masks?" – Now Merlin was confused.
"Yes, masks, when we were little Morgana had this idea of a banquet where everybody wore masks, she had read it in one of her books, so this year, apart from her gift, I want to organize her this celebration and I am sure father wouldn't object."
"Okay…" – Said Merlin still unconvinced that Morgana would actually like that, but maybe the gift made up for the part idea.
"And what about her gift, what do you have in mind?" – asked the young wizard.
"Oh I've got that covered already. I am on my way to talk with Lind he will make the most exquisite sword ever created." – Arthur smiled enthusiastically.
"A sword? Just what every girl dreams of!" – Merlin mocked and Arthur couldn't help but answer to that provocation.
"Are you mocking me Merlin?" – Arthur asked mid step of walking out of the castle.
"Oh I wouldn't dare. I am just wondering what color of dress you'll be wearing this year to prepare the right shoes." – giggled Merlin.
"Merlin!" – The prince shouted and began chasing his servant around the castle. Ah…boys will be boys.
***Meanwhile with Kara and Morgana***
"It's getting dark" – said Kara looking at the skies. The blue was replaced by violet, pink and orange hues. Saphira was beginning to get tired and Kara sensed her need to stop and rest.
"We should make camp for the night and continue in the morning." – suggested the blonde.
"No need. We are already here. We made good time riding just as I thought, normally this trip takes me a day and a half." – Said Morgana dismounting her horse.
"You can set up the camp, I will go to my father's grave until there's still light in the sky." – said the brunette unwrapping the white flowers she had brought with her from the garden of Camelot.
"Are you sure you'll be okay alone?" – Kara asked with a hint of worry in her voice, to which Morgana only gave her a pointed look with one eyebrow lifted and a teasing smile.
"There are no wolves here don't worry, besides you need to set up camp. I'll show you something when I get back." – Morgana said and headed to the woods on the left side of the road.
Kara led the horses to the nearby river to drink some water and then returned with them to the campsite, tying their reins on the nearby tree and gathering twigs for the fire. It was beginning to get chilly and she put the twigs and branches she had collected near Morgana and her bedrolls and even after Kara had brought out the food she had packed she still felt like she was missing something and then it hit her, fire! She had forgotten to ask Merlin how to light a fire, but fortunately for her Morgana wasn't with her and the horses couldn't speak, so she just used her eyes and two lasers shout out of them and they quickly ignited the twigs and branches.
Morgana walked the short distance to her father's grave glad to have come only with Kara, because they did came faster and she never really liked bringing a lot of people with her to that place. Morgana barely remembered her father, she remembered mostly his strong hands lifting her up in the air and swooshing her around. She can remember his warm chocolate eyes looking at her and smiling, his golden hair falling around his face, his hair was just like her mother's and just like Kara's, it shined with the sun. She often wished for a golden locks instead of a raven tresses, so that she could at least look like her father, but she was nothing like him. Not the hair, not the eyes and most certainly not the temper. Uther had told her once that Gorlois was such a good soldier because he always obeyed the given orders without a question, Morgana on the other hand would challenge Uther with every little thing that came up. Morgana never feared of speaking her opinion and making her voice herd, that was exactly why so many disliked her. A proper lady was supposed to smile, look pretty and keep her mouth shut, the brunette had trained with Arthur since childhood, she was smart, cunning, stubborn and oh so proud.
There was no point in dwelling on what could've, would've or should've been now, Morgana just kissed the flowers and set them down on the ground, took one last look around and tuned to head back to camp. It was getting chilly and she wanted to sit next to the fire and gaze at the hundreds of stars that were decorating the sky above her head. She was just about to make her presence known to Kara when she saw two beams of light shot from Kara's eyes and the fire ignite.
Kara had magic too! Kara was like her! That actually made Morgana happy, but at the same time confused. She stayed behind the trees for a few minutes, thinking how to proceed and decided to show Kara her magic. She couldn't control it yet, but maybe Kara could help her with that, the blonde did seem extremely calm after just having lit a fire with her eyes.
"Kara, I saw what you did." – Said Morgana finally stepping into the camp site and walked up to sit beside Kara.
"You lit the fire with your eyes." – Morgana talked just as calmly as if it was something that happened every day.
Kara panicked, her body froze, she needed to think of something fast, but all thoughts, except "Finally" evaporated from her head. She hated lying and hiding things from her friends, she had hid her secret from Lena because others told her to and now she may never see her friend, her Lena again. Here she repeated that same mistake with Morgana, just because Merlin told her she should keep it a secret and Morgana being Morgana never pushed her to tell her anything she wasn't comfortable with sharing even though she knew that Morgana suspected something.
Kara felt relief and fear all at the same time, she sighed, tried to explain, but she closed her eyes thinking about how to explain it all. Kara opened her mouth a few times, but not even a sound came out of it and seeing Morgana still looking at her confused, Kara panicked even more. She was sure the brunette would be angry or Rao forbid afraid of her, but the moment she felt gentle fingers covering her hand, she looked at Morgana and saw nothing of the sort in her eyes. Her emerald eyes were soft, gone was the confusion from earlier, replaced by care, understanding and something else Kara couldn't quite put her finger on. Morgana intended to teach Kara the constellations tonight, but she decided to show her something else instead.
"Come with me. There is something I want to show you." – the brunette said and tug gently on Kara's hand to follow her and she did.
Morgana had been coming to these woods wince she was a child and now she knows every twig and every tree, each turn and pebble around them, so in spite of the surrounding darkness, Morgana stepped confidently and led Kara carefully behind her. After a few minutes of walking in silence Morgana stood still and turned to Kara.
"Give me your hand" – she said with the same gentle voice as before, almost afraid that Kara wouldn't trust her enough to do it.
The blonde however, didn't need to be told twice, she reached up and grabbed Morganas other hand and felt a slight jolt of electricity run through her body. The two women stood facing each other in the middle of the forest and suddenly Morgana's eyes flashed golden brown for a second. Kara took a sharp breath and saw the brunette's face illuminate gently in blue hues. Around them started appearing many tiny blue lights, they seemed like fire, but when Kara let go of one of Morgana's hands to touch them, she didn't feel the burn she was expecting. The little flames continued to appear and Morgana, still holding one of her hands intertwined their fingers and led Kara forward once more.
The blonde couldn't believe her eyes. All around them were trees like she had never seen before, they weren't the typical autumn trees, they weren't even the typical trees. The ones surrounding them were completely white from their trunks, to the branches, to the leafs that resembled more like circular feather than plant fibers. It was as if it was snowing all over them and the only contrast was made by their bodies and clothes. Morgana's skin looked as white as the trees and the blue flames danced around them, illuminating their surroundings. A few feet away from them passed the river Kara had brought the horses to drink water from earlier this evening. After the river the white forest continued to expand before their eyes. Kara had never seen so much beauty and serenity in one place, she had never even dreamed of something like this.
"I have magic too Kara, you don't have to say anything if you don't want to, but know that you are not alone. We are the same, you and me." – Morgana's voice caressed Kara's ear like the gentle notes of Beethoven's moonlight sonata.
Kara never felt more comfortable in her life, she took a step closer and took Morgana's hand in her own, they linked both their hands yet again and Kara whispered:
"I promise I'll never tell anyone about this." – Both knowing perfectly well what this was referring to. Kara wanted to say so much more, reassure Morgana somehow, but she had no idea what more to say without ruining the moment with nervous rambling.
Kara felt her body tremble and she wasn't sure why, but she took a step forward, bringing herself just an inch away from Morgana's body, letting her decide how to proceed. The brunette closed the distance and lightly pulled Kara's head a little lower so that their lips would meet. It was a sweet and tentative first kiss, typical for nervous young lovers just discovering each other. It was soft and slow and neither was sure who begged for access first, but eventually they both let their bodies take over, only white noise in their minds, letting them enjoy the moment instead of overthinking it. Kara's hands moved up Morgana's and rested on both sides of the brunet's waist, only gently squeezing her, making sure she wasn't just dreaming. Morgana in turn moved one of her hands around Kara's waist and the other behind the blonde's neck, lightly applying pressure and deepening the kiss, tugging on her lower lip and begging for permission with her wandering hands to explore more, of course it was a petition that Kara gladly granted and relaxed fully into the woman in front of her.
TBC