Chapter 5

Third Person P.O.V.

The clanking of chains and the sound of sobbing broke through the silence that permeated the dark and cold dungeon cell. The only source of light was a dying torch outside the cell on the hallway wall. The occupant of the cell was a young girl, about 19. It was clear she had been beautiful, but torture and hunger were slowly making their mark on her features. In little more than an hour, the chains and sobbing fell silent as the girl cried herself to sleep, praying for her love to come save her.

Meanwhile, in a different section of the dungeon, just out of earshot of the girl, her best friend and traveling companion was lying in another cell, this one smaller than the other girl's and partly submerged underwater. The water was to keep this girl's powers at bay, because she was a powerful sorceress, almost as powerful as her captor. She had manacles on her arms and legs, and whenever she tried to move or use her magic, an electric shock was run through the water, jarring her straight to the bone.

The two girls had been captured by none other than Morgana, Arthur's sister who, under the guidance of the late Morgause, had become the most powerful sorceress in all of the known world, and one of the most powerful wielders of magic, second only to Arthur's servant, Merlin. She was unaware of Merlin's true power, though, only seeing him as a lowly servant.

Instead of using her powers for good, she had turned to dark magic in her hatred for her father, Uther, and had now made killing Arthur and ruling Camelot her life's all-consuming goal.

She had found out, seemingly by mistake, that her fate was intertwined with an extremely powerful sorcerer named Emrys. The only problem was she had no idea who Emrys was. A reliable "source" of hers had told her that one of these girls knew who he was, and she was determined that she would get it out of them, one way or another.

So far, however, she hadn't managed to break either one of them. It seemed their loyalty to this "Emrys" was stronger than she had originally predicted. They seemed without flaws, being able to withstand huge amounts of pain and torture. They were as close to being unable to feel pain and fearless as she had ever seen.

The only thing that had gotten more than "I'll never tell you anything" or "I'd rather die than help a witch like you" out of them had been torturing one of them in front of the other. It seemed that their friendship ran deep. She just hoped their loyalty would be stronger to each other than to this Emrys.

At the moment, she was allowing them to rest. Don't misunderstand, however. It wasn't so much that she was concerned with their wellbeing, or she was feeling remorse for torturing them. She left them to their silence so that they could feel the full extent of their pain and wounds, and think on all she asked them.

It also seemed that they could communicate without speaking aloud, as they never said a word to one another, but they could tell the same lies as the other and seemed to always know when she was causing the other pain.

She would find their weakness, she was sure. And once she did, it didn't look so good for the sorcerer and the servant girl. Once she got the identity of Emrys, she would dispose of them and exact her revenge on her brother for taking what she felt was her rightful claim to the throne.

No matter what it took, she would break them.

Just give her time…