A/N: Surprised I published two chapters in one night? So am I!
Morgana crept out of her chambers, a dark hood concealing her face. She was clutching a small bag to her chest, something that Morgause had given to her; a clever charm that would have dire consequences for Camelot. She walked quietly through the corridors to her destination, smiling wickedly at the thought of a weakened kingdom, unable to resist the magical onslaught that would occur in a fortnight. She could not wait to avenge those who the king had wrongfully killed, and now with her having planted a seed of doubt in Arthur's mind, Camelot would soon become a great haven for all those with magic. Finally justice would be had.
She was brought out of her glorious thoughts when a hand suddenly covered her mouth and she was dragged into a dark alcove. Her attacker turned her around and she was face-to-face with Merlin. Her alarm now turned to anger, and seeing that she wouldn't scream, he dropped her hand, allowing her to voice her displeasure.
"What are you doing?" she hissed.
"What are you doing?" Merlin asked. "Why is the king's ward wandering the corridors at night?"
If it had been any simple guard, she would've said she was going to see Gaius, even though his apartment was on the other side of the castle. But Merlin was no fool, and they silently stared one another down, his eyes suddenly flicked towards the bag she was holding...
"What is that?" Merlin asked warily; he could feel magic emanating from it.
"I don't believe that is any of your concern, Merlin," she replied coolly. "Now if you would kindly let go of me, I'll be on my way."
Merlin hadn't even realized he was still had a tight grip on her arm. More out of shock rather than her request, he dropped his hand to his side. Morgana gave him a smile as she walked back into the hallway, but Merlin couldn't risk her doing any harm to someone.
"Morgana, you don't actually believe that I'm just going to let you wreak havoc on the castle tonight?" He stepped out of the alcove.
"If you were wise, Merlin, that is exactly what you'll do." She turned around to face him. "I'm stronger than you. I could hurt you without even coming close to you. Kill you, even." An enigmatic smile played at the corner of her lips as she slowly moved closer to Merlin.
Merlin braced himself for her attack, his magic wakening within his veins, ready to protect him.
Then Morgana made her move.
An overhanging tapestry caught fire, and dropped down onto Merlin, but not before he had stopped it in midair just inches above himself, his eyes glowing gold, revealing his true nature to his enemy.
"So Mordred was telling the truth," Morgana said. "You are Emrys." Her voice held amusement rather than surprise.
"You've known about my powers?" Merlin asked, the heat still blazing from the fire above him.
"Oh, yes," Morgana replied. "This little stunt was merely to get you to reveal yourself. Do not worry; I won't turn you over to Uther. It's not time for you to die. Not yet, anyway," she added.
He saw her eyes glow gold as she returned the tapestry to its original position, un-singed. She then tilted her head thoughtfully, and Merlin wasn't sure what to do in order to stop her from her night's quest. But as he watched her, he noticed how her skin glowed in the moonlight that was lighting up the corridor. Her green eyes seemed brighter, her hair darker, and Merlin remembered the girl he had once loved so long ago…
"Well, I can't have you following me, or stopping me," she mused suddenly. Her eyes glowed gold once more, and the last thing Merlin remembered before blacking out was the cold, stone floor.
Morgana walked over to her victim and knelt down beside him. Truth be told, she had never performed that spell before, and she needed to make sure she hadn't killed Merlin instead of just knocking him out; the last thing she needed was for Arthur's servant to suddenly die. It would not help Arthur decided where his loyalties laid when it came to magic.
Reaching out a hand, she softly pressed her fingers to Merlin's neck and was pleased to find a steady pulse; her spell had worked perfectly. While Morgana pondered what to do with the unconscious servant, she unknowingly kept her hand pressed against Merlin's warm flesh…
She finally decided to move his body into the alcove they were in just minutes before, and she continued on her way after hiding his body, bent on making sure Merlin 's intrusion had not ruined her mission.
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