A/N: Sorry it's quite short, I haven't had a lot of time lately. I'm unsure on this chapter so reviews would be good!

There I was, standing in front of my court in the courtyard as they all whispered to each other about what was going on. I felt sick. The court that I had cared for for the last month were going to hate me. What would they do? Let King Lot own the castle? Tell my brother? The worst thing of it all was that it was going to be so humiliating. How could I ever live that down? I hated King Lot for doing this to me. I looked at him standing next to me and nearly growled. Just the sight of him made my stomach revolt.

Sensing my gaze, he turned his head to look at me. He looked so smug. I just wanted to punch him in the face just to see that grin disappear.

"Are you ready for this, my dear?" he asked, still smirking. I scowled at him. He just laughed. "Perhaps you should have thought about this before you decided to betray me, then we wouldn't be in this situation, would we?"

"You son of a bitch!" I hissed. "I don't even know why I bothered calling you down for an alliance, I would have been far better off without you!"

King Lot's grin faded. I nearly smiled.

"I would watch what you say to me, Morgan. I think you've already pushed me far enough without making it worse for yourself," he snarled quietly into my ear before turning to address the rest of the court.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, you are probably wondering why you have been called at such short notice, but it has been brought to my attentions that Lady Morgan here, has been deceiving us all."

At once, whispers arose in the crowd and all gazes turned to me, glares and wide eyes alike. I refused to back down. I had done nothing wrong. This was my court and therefore I should have been able to run it how I like. I loved my people, I could never have hurt them. All I wanted was to be a good Queen.

King Lot's hand, once more snaked around my arm, making it look as though I was some kind of prisoner. Subtly, I tried to pull my arm away, but King Lot only held it firmer. I looked at him, only to find that he was smirking down at me.

"You see, Lady Morgan is, in actual fact, a sorceress."

The whispers arose once more, and many people stumbled back, away from where I was standing. They were afraid of me, I realised sadly.

Suddenly, an idea formed in my head. I looked back up at King Lot's smug face and feigned shock.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Lot. Where did you find these ridiculous rumours? Of course I'm not a sorceress!"

I nearly heard him growl as the worry disappeared from a lot of faces.

"You were seen this morning, in the woods–"

"How is that possible? I was never in the woods this morning!" I lied.

"You weren't in your chambers–"

"I was in the kitchens! Seeing as though you starved me last night, I decided to get some food!"

"You lying witch! How dare you speak to me like that!"

He shoved me up against the wall, crushing my front onto it with his body and pinning my hands with one of his on the top of the wall, grinding them painfully into the stone. I felt the anger flare up in me. He was not going to continue humiliating me in front of my court.

I struggled slightly, trying to get him off me, but it was to no avail. He only pushed me further into the wall and made me gasp in pain before I could stop myself. The court was silent. Clearly, no one knew what to do, I thought and stopped struggling , realising that I was only humiliating myself more.

"I'll show you that you can't control me. That you can't run away from me! I'll show you!" King Lot snarled, loud enough that everyone could hear.

Suddenly, he slipped a leg in between mine and pushed one outwards so my legs were parted. It was then I realised his intent…