A/N: Wow, so I got a bunch of reviews and this is in honor of them! Because of the outcome, I worked hard on this one. I snuck in writing during Study Hall and almost got in trouble! *yikes* The quote from the last chapter was from the movie Titanic. Anywho, I hope this chapter's cliff-hanger isn't as cruel! Please review because they mean the world to me!!!!!!

MORGANA

Down below in the courtyard a blond prince and black-haired servant were having some sort of quarrel, but that was not what's on Morgana's mind. It was what Merlin had said to her just before he ran out of the room without another word.

How was it that he knew what she was about to say? Did he sense it, too? No, he couldn't have. Merlin doesn't have magic. Though, he did seem to know that her dreams were important…

Questions filled her mind. A headache was starting to form and she went to sit down on her bed. She laid her head on her cushioned pillow. Almost immediately the Lady Morgana fell into unconsciousness.

Morgana got hot and started tossing and turning about in her bed. Her so-called 'dreams' started a second later.

The sorcerer from her previous dream was there and Merlin and Arthur! The sorcerer shot a fireball at the boys, but no, it couldn't be! Merlin shot his hand out and yelled an incantation. The ball of fire was deflected and the sorcerer dodged it. Wait.

What just happened? Merlin did magic?! That was impossible! It had to be. Then again, she 'saw' it.

Morgana shot up in her bed, sweat lining her brow. She could only think one thing; Merlin was a sorcerer.

Did Arthur know?

Why didn't he tell her?

Did he know that she had- or thought she had- visions?

There were so many questions and so little answers, that it was maddening. She walked down to Arthur's chambers to find that the prince wasn't there and no one had seen him since the evening. It was then when she remembered she saw Merlin and Arthur leave the kingdom. The reason for their secret journey was unknown to Morgana.

She promised herself that when Merlin and Arthur returned she would find out the truth about Merlin. If they returned- wait! Her dream! She couldn't live with herself if she knew that Arthur and Merlin would die and she didn't do a thing about it.

But what could she do? She couldn't tell Uther. "Yes, I had a vision that Merlin and Arthur die." She'd be in the dungeons before you could say 'sorcerer'.

She would have to do something about it herself, though there was only one obvious flaw to her plan; she didn't know where they died. Great…

There was a faint knock on the door before it opened. In came her maid, Gwen. "Good morning, My Lady." She said cheerfully. Morgana gave her a halfhearted smile. "Is there something wrong?"

"No, just another bad dream." She reassured her friend.

"Perhaps you should see Gaius about it. You're nearly out of potion, after all." Gwen suggested.

"You're right." Gwen helped her with the ties that Morgana couldn't reach and soon enough, she was dressed in a beautiful green gown.

"Arthur would be impressed, My Lady." Gwen gave her a smile.

"Yes well, I don't need to worry about what he thinks." She replied. Gwen could always see through her façade.

"Of course." She said with an eye roll.

"Don't you think it's about time that Merlin learned the truth about your feelings?" Morgana asked with a mischievous smile. Gwen turned pale.

"Oh, I don't know." She turned make the bed. "Would you like me to fetch you your breakfast now?" Morgana merely smiled at her sudden change of subject and nodded. Gwen left with a small curtsy.

She turned the window and looked up at the morning sky. "I pray that you and Merlin come back alive and unharmed."

MERLIN

It was dawn now. All night they had traveled and were almost to the center of the forest. Merlin figured it was better to be early, so he could get this horror over with.

He was on edge the whole time and Arthur being there wasn't helping. Merlin was the only one who knew of Morgana's dream. The warlock shuttered at the thought, but he knew that he and Arthur couldn't die. They still had so much to do and to fulfill their destiny.

But destiny was the last thing on his mind right now. The only thing he was concerned about was remembering all the spells he learned and how to keep Arthur safe.

"Merlin," Arthur said suddenly, pulling him back to the real world.

"Huh?"

"I think I see someone over there." He pointed to a dark figure standing near a small stream. Merlin squinted through the morning fog. "Is it him?"

Merlin nodded.

The prince and the warlock got off of their horses and began walking towards the hooded figure. Arthur had his sword out, though Merlin had to stiff a laugh. He knew that a sword couldn't go up against magic. By the look Arthur gave Merlin, he knew it as well.

"Not everyone can have magic, Merlin." He said sarcastically.

The figure got closer and closer until they reached him. His back was turned towards the boys. Arthur put his sword on the back of the figure. "We're here, now what do you want?" he asked harshly.

The hooded man turned to face them. Without warning, Arthur was flung back out of sight. Instantly a fireball was hurdled at the young warlock's chest. Thinking quickly, Merlin put his hand out and yelled a spell.

The fireball was deflected and headed towards the sorcerer. He ducked lazily and shook his head.

"Stupid, Emrys. I can't believe you brought your precious prince with you." He walked in a circle around Merlin. "When I possessed you, I was sure that he would call the guards on you."

"He would never do that!" Merlin yelled.

"Oh come now, Emrys. He's Uther's son after all. You didn't even know if you should trust him."

"I trust him with my life."

"You seem confident, but would he trust you with his?" he asked skeptically.

"O- Of course he would." Merlin said a bit unsure of that answer.

"Really?" he asked. "Then I hope you don't me putting that to the test." Demetrious said evilly. Just then, he uttered a few words and Merlin was tied to the nearest tree, bound by indestructible, magical ropes.

Slowly a tall blond came limping out of the trees. Arthur's shinny armor was now splattered with brown mud and grass stains. He saw Merlin and ran over to him. "Merlin, what on earth…?"

Demetrious stepped in front of him, blocking Arthur from Merlin. "It's nice of you to join us, Prince Arthur." He said with an over exaggerated bow.

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