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The Lady from Gedref

It was early in the morning when a man carried an unconscious woman, nobility judging by her clothing, through the gates of the great city that was of Camelot. Sir Leon was merely doing his round when he noticed his distress and came to their aid, and immediately saw the woman hadn't just fainted but was not well at all. They hurried to the physician's chambers where she was laid on a bed for the court physician to examine her. Her skin was pale and dry, almost brittle when Gaius touched it. Her hair was a chestnut brown, her lips a soft red and her cheeks a bit gaunt though that could be attributed to her current condition. Altogether she was a noble by blood and beauty.
"Dehydration." The physician concluded his examination. "All she needs is water. Merlin?"
Gaius' ward passed him an unfinished cup of water from breakfast which he then gently poured into her mouth, letting her reflexes take it in.
"We won't see any immediate improvement but given a day, maybe two, she'll be fine." The physician tried to put the man at ease. The still unnamed noble sighed in relief and sat down on one of the benches.
"Might I ask for your name, sir?" Sir Leon asked.
"J.. Jared, I... I'm a servant in the household of Lady Luna Meer." He explained.
Sir Leon wasn't uneducated and had a vague idea of who the Meer family was. "That sounds rather familiar, are you from Gedref?"
"That we are, the Meer family owns a great deal of land near the harbour." The servant replied.
"I shall inform the King of your arrival." The Knight said and then left them in the hands of the capable court physician.
"What happened?" Merlin asked the Lady's servant.
"With the lands of Gedref in constant dispute and my Lady's desire for peace, she took the initiative and wanted to make for Camelot. We were attacked and the Lady Luna fled. She was lost until I found her and we made for Camelot. I had no idea she was in such a bad shape until she fainted." He explained most guilt-ridden.
Part of Merlin recognized himself in the other servant and thus replied. "She's going to be alright, Gaius knows what he's doing."
Jared gave it a shy smile but the only thing he cared for at this point was Lady Luna.

When Merlin entered the King's room with his breakfast, his royal highness had one of his moods again.
"Merlin, you're late." His royal pratness stated annoyed.
"We had guests."
"More rats scurrying under your bed?" Arthur replied and Merlin wondered how much the following would affect Arthur.
"Lady Luna Meer."
Arthur's ears shot up at the name much to Merlin's amusement.
"You know her?" Merlin asked.
"The Meer family is one of the wealthiest in Camelot. They own most of Gedref's fishing and shipping. Oddly enough our ties with them have never been very strong, it's rare for them to even send us a letter." He summarized for his servant.
"We don't know what has happened yet. Gaius said she's dehydrated but she'll regain consciousness soon." The physician's ward explained. Arthur raised his eyebrows at another surprise but it was of course for the best.
"Good, then you can get busy with polishing my armour while I eat my breakfast. Hurry up though, I've got sword practice in an hour."
"Yes, Sire." He faked a smile.

After the King's practice, which was by far more exhausting for his manservant, Merlin had little less than an hour before tending to the King's supper. He looked at Lady Luna as he poured the last of the water from the cup. She swallowed and began coughing, her eyes opened though tears still obscured them from sight. When she wiped away her tears, he saw that her eyes were an eerie bright blue that reminded him of Nimueh.
"Where am I?" She asked or rather demanded to know.
"Camelot.- Milady." Merlin hastily added her title though given her current state she probably wouldn't notice. The woman wearily took in her surroundings, the physician's chambers.
"How do you feel?" He asked and she turned back to the raven haired boy, claiming her attention.
"Where's Jared?" She asked for her servant by name, at least she remembered as much.
"He sat by your side most of the time, worrying. I sent him upstairs to eat, hopefully it'll take his mind off of it for a moment. Now, how do you feel?" Merlin insisted.
"Tired." Was all she had to say but, as with the King, sometimes you had to ask for more.
"Anything else, hungry or thirsty?"
"Both."
Merlin poured another glass of water from the jug for her and replied. "Here, it's probably best you drink a lot. I'll go get you something to eat."

Gaius forbade everyone but Merlin, Arthur and, of course, Jared to enter his chambers although the King did not visit their unfortunate guests. The lower town picked up on things and rumours were running rampant. Initially they thought Lady Luna to be a wealthy woman who had merely fainted but things were a lot more juicy with the knowledge that she was of the noble Meer family. Gossip about the Lady Luna also reached the ears of the Lady Morgana and she welcomed the thought of there being another woman in the castle. At the end of the day, before everyone turned in for the night, they moved her to the already prepared guest chambers.

When Gwen and Morgana went to the lower town, as was usual, they were surprised to stumble upon the still somewhat mysterious Lady from Gedref accompanied not by Jared but Freya.

"Milady." Freya curtsied, an example quickly followed by Gwen, and the two nobles looked at each other, recognized each other's stature effortlessly.
Lady Luna was the fastest of the two. "You must be the Lady Morgana."
"Indeed I am, Lady Luna. I did not know you had recovered so swiftly."
"Nor did I expect so myself. My servant, Jared, can be a bit overprotective so I had Freya send him on a merry goose chase. Then I... snuck out."
"Some would say you're abusing your servants."
"Freya seemed to enjoy doing it." Luna cheekily replied and the girl in question dropped her jaw, their innocent little secret was out.

Lady Luna later joined the Pendragons for supper and she explained to them what had happened to her and her servants. Merlin always kept an eye out for anything particular but Jared acting a bit uncomfortable was normal considering it was a painful memory. Later that night Merlin visited Morgana again and it came as no surprise that not only the Morgana and Luna has gossiped but Freya and Morgana had as well. She had bathed three times that day which was excessive even for those who were keen to be clean.

Another day passed by and while their guests were perfectly wonderful people, it didn't fit. Lady Luna hadn't made any requests, not about her return nor any in favour of her Jared, her servant. It was the thought that claimed his mind during the King's dinner, which he of course had to attend. Whilst the King talked with his guest, the warlock's mind was interrupted by a strange high-pitched noise he kept hearing and just couldn't place, not what made it nor where it came even came from. Slight concern came over him when Morgana retreated to her chambers early due to a headache, it was quite possible she faced the same issue. Gwen looked after her as Merlin removed her plate and cutlery, the noise gone for the moment, whilst Arthur was going on about the tournament where he fought Knight Valiant. Walking away from the table he heard the noise once more only much clearer this time. Turning around he knew that what he heard was impossible but it was there without a doubt; singing. Lady Luna was talking but at the same time he could hear her sing in a high pitched tone of voice, the words seemed foreign to him but it's beauty not lost to his ears. No one else must've heard the singing which made the wheels inside his head turn and 'click'. Merlin turned around again before anyone would notice he was staring and went back into his role of a servant.

After dinner Merlin first returned to Gaius and explained what had happened. The former practitioner of the Old Religion frowned like he had done so many times before. Pulling the bestiary from the shelve Merlin knew it really was that time again. Gaius flipped through the pages looking until he found one bearing the image of a woman atop a rock in the middle of the sea, being worshipped by men below her.

Merlin frowned at the image. "Gaius, I don't think she's a Mermaid."
"No, but she's a Siren and they are kin." Gaius explained.
Merlin didn't quite understand why he had the book open on the wrong page and thus childishly replied "The 'S' is for 'Siren', that's what we're looking for."
"Merlin, " Gaius' voice betrayed his annoyance though his frowning spoke volumes already "the Sirens are not in the bestiary and we have little time as is."
The warlock sighed and Gaius began to read out loud.
"Here, the Mermaid's song may enchant both men and women. Their song may be sang in silence although less volume does have less effect. The words of the song are ancient but those who hear it will hear their own tongue. This excludes people with formidable magic, they may hear these ancient words but are not immune to them, though they are more resistant." Gaius read and it made sense that Luna sang whilst she talked, they were more evolved.
"But why are they here? Who is she really?" Merlin asked.
"Perhaps the Meer family has been evading Uther for a reason." Gaius reasoned and Merlin understood as well.
"They're all like her." He concluded. "Could she be after Arthur?"
"There's little doubt she isn't." Gaius said, raising his eyebrow again only this was his 'worried' brow.
"And Jared?" Merlin asked.
"The poor man has probably been enslaved." Gaius sympathised, as did Merlin. Every person was the child of a mother and father, sometimes there would be siblings which they would hold dear. Jared's family would be worried and Merlin would see to it that nothing of the sort would come to pass in Camelot.

Merlin hurried up the stairs to his accomplice who did not expecting him for at least another hour or so. Formalities were necessary in the corridor but once inside they could drop the pretence of inequality.
"Early or eager?" Morgana asked with a coy smile until she noticed his distress. The Lady of Camelot was referring to the magic lessons he still gave her after dinner, oddly enough Freya had refused his offer for the time being. The woman in the lower town said she had not the time for it. This came as quite a surprise though Gaius later revealed she spent most of her time learning to read which was an even greater surprise considering her tutor was Geoffrey of all people.
"I'm not here for practice. I'm here because Arthur might be in danger." Merlin explained but to the Lady that was hardly clear enough.
"How?" She inquired.
"She's a Siren, she bathes so much because they're kin to Mermaids, during dinner I heard her sing when no one else did-"
"I merely heard some high-pitched noise." Morgana interjected.
"I suspect your magic is almost powerful enough to hear it but not just yet. I fear she's trying to enchant Arthur for her own good."
"Then I assume you've got a plan."
"More or less. I just need you to keep Arthur safe while I go after her."
"I've been meaning to annoy him." She smiled coyly and set off to interrupt his royal pratness and probably her maidservant as well.

The only courteous act he gave the Lady from Gedref was knocking on her door before entering, after that he didn't bother with any frivolities. The Lady Luna seemed to be packing the little belonging she had as if she were leaving but that did not put him at ease at all, it was the exact opposite. She had used her abilities in Camelot and now she was preparing to leave, it only made him more nervous for the devastation she planned to leave behind.
"Why are you really here?" Merlin asked without preamble.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She said light-heartedly but this only made him more suspicious because she didn't put him, a servant, in his place for talking like that to a lady.
"You're risking a lot considering you're only half human." It was cocky of him to say so but her retort was most unexpected.
"So are you." She smiled cheekily knowing full well she had the upper hand.
"If it's Arthur you want, don't. He's not his father, given time he will see magic isn't evil." Merlin tried to convince her but her face broke out into a grin.
"Do you even know what I am?" She asked.
"A Siren, you evolved from Mermaids, how does that come in to it?" The warlock asked confused and the Lady Luna continued.
"And what does legend tell of a Mermaid's charms?"
"They steal the hearts of sailors with their song as their ships pass by." Merlin recalled the folklore from when he was a child.
"As their ships pass by." Lady Luna repeated him, implying that it had more significance. Then he realised. In stories, sailors would do all sorts of things to keep themselves from hearing their song. Depending on the story, their solutions would range from silly things such as plugging cheese in their ears to the more successful ones where they tied themselves to the mast. Throughout these tales one thing remained the same, the men were enchanted within minutes and that was exactly what she was telling him. She'd been in Camelot for days, dined with the king for hous, she could've enchanted the King days ago, probably within seconds.
"You're not after Arthur." He stated incredulous.
"Of course I'm not. We're wealthy, always have been, and very few know the truth about me and my family." She said though there was a hint of sadness in the statement.
"Then what's so important you would risk coming to Camelot?" Merlin asked.
Lady Luna's face turned grim and concerned.
"Family." She said. "Truth is we're dying, our lineage is coming to an end."
"I'm sorry but what about Jared, what about his family?" He demanded to know but it might not have been wise to say it the way he had.
"WHAT do you take me for, a Mermaid?!" She spat. The Lady Luna still had a sense of decency and was greatly offended by his assumption. "Jared is a FREE MAN. We haven't made the promise for generations, it is forbidden. How would we be able to live in the open if we turned brothers and husbands into mindless thralls? People would surely have taken notice."
Merlin felt a bit silly but how was he supposed to know?
"It..." She was reluctant to say it, she was still a Lady after all, and moved a bit closer to him. "We need your help."
Merlin didn't quite understand why she had travelled to Camelot for his help. Why him? How did they even know about him?
"My help?"
"You are Emrys, after all." She said, which was little to no explanation.
"I can't leave Camelot." He could sympathise but his destiny, or whatever was left of it, was in Camelot. It had never spoken of the Sirens and he couldn't imagine that it would.
"P... Please, I... I beg of you." That sentence, those words, showed that she would put her pride aside for the greater good. A highborn Lady literally begging him for help, it was almost surreal but apparently 'Emrys' had such an effect on people.
"I'm sorry but I have to protect Arthur." He repeated much to his and her dismay. She merely nodded and placed her hands on his shoulders as if to hang on to him. Then, all of a sudden, her hands crept up to his head and she pulled him into a one-sided kiss. Released by her lips and hands, he felt different. He was still standing but paralyzed. His heart was pounding in his throat and his hands were shaking.
"I'm so sorry." She said and grabbed two bags, all of her belongings, and went into the corridor, leaving him behind in the guest room.
It took a few minutes before he could move again and he knew something was wrong. He did the first thing that came to mind, to tell Gaius what just happened. Her kiss had done something to him, he could feel the magic course through his veins like poison. He had refused helping her so it might very well be just that.

The warlock stormed into the chambers of his guardian and mentor, completely out of breath. Gaius wasn't too concerned about his ward since he was also the King's manservant, a job that made his double-life quite exhausting at times.
"Ah, Merlin. Lady Luna seems to have left. I don't suppose you have anything to do with that?" Gaius spoke with pride, as if the matter had been dealt with but it wasn't as clear cut as that.
Merlin didn't know what was going on with the tingling feeling of magic running rampant inside him. He talked as if there was no time to lose. "She didn't want Arthur, she wanted me, my help, from the beginning. She even knew I was Emrys. I turned her down, told her I couldn't leave Camelot and for some reason she kissed me and said she was sorry."
"Merlin, why did she need your help?" Gaius asked slightly panicked.
"Family, lineage coming to an end." It was difficult for Merlin to think very clearly but neither had she been very clear about why she need him in the first place.
Gaius seemed deep in thought for a moment and made up his mind. "Merlin, trust me and stay here."
"Eh... okay." Merlin answered confused and Gaius left the room. Another feeling came over him, it was something of a pulling sensation as if he had to be somewhere. The truth dawned, the promise, her kiss had enchanted him so he would have no choice but to come to her aid and do anything she tells him to. Guards burst into the room and grabbed him roughly.
"What is wrong with you? Gaius! What the hell is going on?!" Merlin shouted as they took him from the physician's chambers.

The King called for Gaius for the most obvious of reasons. The Court Physician had to answer for his actions regarding his ward but he said that an explanation would present itself, should the King visit his manservant after dinner. However, Arthur did not expect it to be such a dramatic one.

"I need to find Luna! I love her and she needs my help!" Merlin was raving like a madman. Arthur gave Gaius an incredulous look, this wasn't like him at all.
"The Lady Luna was a Siren." Gaius explained and Arthur looked even more surprised though more about her choice of a victim.
"Surely they wouldn't need him. He's but a servant and not even a very good one." The King's humour was lost on all of them though it was a valid argument.
"Sire, Merlin is my apprentice as physician but given my past, the Siren may have seen him as something else as well." The physician explained though that was far from the truth.
"A sorcerer's apprentice. But what would they need a sorcerer for?" Arthur wondered and Gaius provided the answer.
"I've looked through a few books and it seems that, unlike Mermaids, Sirens can't... procreate with ordinary men." The physician explained and Arthur felt disgusted. An illustrious and mystical Siren wanted to abduct a sorcerer to 'procreate' with him was disgusting. Their mating habits also gave away how she found him, Emrys. The song of a Siren would resonate off of anyone with magic and with Merlin would've resonated for ages.
The King nodded at one of the guards who opened the cell door. Arthur wanted to see if he could have a decent conversation with the manservant, face to face, but Merlin immediately tried to flee and when Arthur tried to stop him, the manservant began flailing his arms at everything that moved. Because he put his arms where they did not belong, the guards moved to protect their King and pushed the manservant back and shackled him to the wall. It seemed a cruel measure but apparently necessary as it seemed the curse had made him violent as well. Gaius held his breath for Merlin could easily undo the restraints with a single spell but even an enchanted Merlin could reason that showing magic could easily get him killed and prevent him from ever 'helping' Lady Luna.
"What happens now?" Arthur sighed.
"I'll look for a remedy for the curse but I fear he will either have to break out of it on his own or perish, regarless of answering her call."

The imprisonment of the King's manservant first reached Morgana's ears, she was furious. It wasn't until Gwen relayed what had happened and why he was in the dungeon that she her anger was soothed. The Lady's maidservant had tried to keep things from her but Morgana knew her too well and saw the guilt on her face whenever she did so. One by one the horrific details were dragged out of her and Morgana became increasingly worried about her love. The story had gone from "he's being kept safe for he might be cursed" to "he's imprisoned because he's cursed to yearn for a Siren who wants a child though he'll probably die.". Once Gwen had left, Morgana looked at the mirror with her hands clenched and her nails digging into her skin trying to keep herself from crying. It was hard to hear that your love craved for another but he was cursed and she was determined to fix it.

Morgana went down to the dungeons but did not go to Merlin's cell or even pass it by. She went lower, to a place Merlin told her to avoid, to meet someone he did not want her to meet. She didn't listen, he should've known she wouldn't. What would their love be if she did not try to make things right. She might make the wrong choice but she would make it for the right reasons, or as she liked to put it, damn the consequences. Through the passage and past another corner she found herself in a cavern, there was hardly any other word for it, standing on the edge of a cliff.

"Hello?" Morgana's voice echoed through the cavern. Somewhere she did hope that Merlin had lied about what lived below the citadel, like a story to scare children. But there it was, a great beast soaring through the air, announced by the rattling of chains moments before she saw its yellow eyes and scaled skin. The majestic creature landed on the platform before her, a small gap between them.
"What do you want, witch?" Morgana was taken aback by the dragon's open hostility but the mere fact that it could speak had done that already.
But now was not the time to tarry or cower in fear, it was time for resolve. "A Siren has enchanted Merlin."
"And?" The ancient beast had merely raised an eyebrow in defiance as if it weren't his problem.
"I need to know how it can be broken." Morgana found herself a bit more confident now that they were conversing like human beings.
Kilgharrah did want to save Merlin, he had not forgotten the warlock's importance, but he did not want to help Morgana. There was, however, still something he could gain from it.
"I will tell you on one condition. That you promise me that you will release me."
She had to think about it for a moment. The dragon was imprisoned by Uther, who had left, and told Merlin that Arthur was destined to be the King that would bring magic back to Camelot. It was old, wise and a little bit arrogant by the looks of it. But at that moment none of it mattered, Merlin did.
"I promise. Now please, tell me how I can save him."
"The Siren's spell can only be broken by the one who fulfils her promise, the Siren herself cannot." After that the dragon began it's ascent before Morgana could process what he'd told her.
"Wait, how? I don't understand!" She shouted but the dragon's riddle proved to be as bothersome as Merlin made them out to be.

Arthur didn't take things very well either. The King thought himself quite aware of Merlin's influence in his life, mostly of the times he saved him. It was true that Arthur could worry about his manservant more than was natural but that was because they did things that weren't natural, hunting a vengeful spirit being one of them. It kept him from thinking straight and thankfully there were others that kept him from doing anything rash.
"We should head out in force and deal with them." Arthur spoke vindictive. He wanted to invade Gedref but his uncle wouldn't let him, he had fought during the purge and would not see his nephew's rule come to an early end.
"It won't be just the Sirens we'll face but also the innocent you'll have forced them to turn against us." Agravaine reminded him.
"Then what would you have me do?" The King raised his hands in frustration. He wanted to avenge his friend, put things right, anything but sit on his sorry ass and watch him suffer.
"We can't do anything. We depend on them for far too many goods and supplies." And in that his uncle was right, they did rely on Gedref's shipping business, the very same one the Meer family controlled.

The dragon was a secret kept from both Gwen and Freya but Morgana couldn't figure out the riddle on her own, she had to talk to someone, and in this moment she felt more kinship to Freya than Gwen, possibly because she knew Merlin's importance in the greater scheme of things. Freya was well aware of Merlin's condition and, much like Morgana's maidservant, she tried to comfort her. The upside of talking with Freya was that they hardly had to keep things secret from each other, the downside was that, unlike Gwen, Freya did not have any wine to numb the pain a bit.
"He told me that the Siren's spell can only be broken by the one who fulfils her promise but I don't understand what it means." Morgana knew the answer laid in the dragon's words and it was as if it was on the tip of her tongue but she just couldn't figure out what it was.
"I thought her spell was 'the promise'." Freya tried to think along but...
"That's even more confusing." Morgana replied and silence followed. They didn't seem to be getting anywhere and both tried to think of something for several minutes until one of them gave up.
"Have you seen him yet?" Freya asked, breaking the silence.
"No. Gwen told me it might be better if I didn't. Have you?"
"I could, but... Merely the door to the dungeons makes me nervous." Imprisonment was still Freya's greatest fear and time probably wouldn't heal it for a very long time. "What did Gwen tell you?"
"That he wants to see Luna. And he says... he says he loves her." Morgana voice croaked, pained that he had spoken of loving another.
"The Promise." Freya almost whispered but there was something in the way she said it that made Morgana look up at her. "She promised him love but she doesn't love him, YOU do."
"So I have to show him love... or give him love. It doesn't mean I have to make love to him, right?" Morgana asked unsure. Speaking of the act was embarrassing though she would do a hell of a lot to break the spell upon her love. The idea of doing it while he was in the dungeons and restrained was the most perverse thing she'd thought of in years.
"Maybe you should start small. With a kiss?" Freya suggested and Morgana chuckled.
"That would wise, yes."

Walking down the steps to the dungeon and past the guards, she felt a weight on her shoulders. Was this how Merlin felt before saving the world? She was so nervous and it wasn't the good butterfly kind either, it was the vomit-on-the-ceiling kind. Seeing Merlin in his cell, restrained like Gwen told her, didn't help either. Thank the gods that he was sleeping and not acting like a lunatic.

"Oncluce the." The door clicked softly and Morgana entered without any trouble. The restraints on Merlin's arms didn't leave him much room but could sit and sleep decently. Was this what it would be like if Arthur found out about his magic? "Poor, sweet Merlin." she thought and softly stroked his cheek.

His eyes opened, his body shocked and shouted "Don't touch me!" Morgana backed away from his intense reaction with tears in her eyes. The violent response sent a shiver through her spine, he wouldn't even let her touch him. Then she saw his eyes, they weren't their regular shade of blue, they were completely red.

But an idea came to mind. She undid his neckerchief as he kept an eye upon her and then, despite his struggling, managed to blindfold him with it. He kept shaking as he didn't want her to touch him at all. Still inside his cell she closed the door and he seemed to relax. She moved back to him, careful not to make a sound, and lowered herself to his level. She wanted to touch him, cup his face or run her hand through his hair, but she knew that he would react and keep him from kissing her. She carefully leaned forward and softly pushed her lips against his. Her tender kiss led to a more instinctual kiss, partly his doing which meant a lot.

Morgana broke the kiss without meaning to and just when she thought she ruined it all and were back at the beginning, he spoke.
"Morgana," Hearing him speak her name, even with sorrow and regret, made her feel as if she were brought back to life. "I'm so sorry." He said as she undid the blindfold and saw the tears running down his cheeks.
She sat down on his lap, laid her head on his shoulder and whispered "I know."
For a while she just held him and that was all she wanted. When she left and went to bed, she had unknowingly taken something with her. It was only when she changed for the night that she found it and it helped her through the night.

The next morning Morgana hid the little trinket in her sleeve, planning on giving it back to him as soon as possible. Arriving at the throne room she found Arthur in the presence of Gaius.
"Sire, you will be pleased to know that Merlin is free of the Siren's enchantment." Gaius reported and Arthur sighed in relief, his friend's wellbeing had been a matter of great concern to him.
"Thank you, Gaius." He replied and once the physician had left, Morgana couldn't help herself.
"If I didn't know better, I'd almost say you care for him."
"Thankfully, you know better. What's that?" He was pointing at the thing she kept in her sleeve and it had to be kept secret, which wasn't a problem for a strong woman such as her.
"Interested in women's clothing? Are you looking for a present for Gwen?" She whispered softly since Agravaine wasn't supposed to know and Arthur's face showed a bit of a blush.
"Never mind." He grumbled.

When he was released from the dungeon, Arthur couldn't help himself from making comments. He wondered if this was the 'kind of girl' that would be attracted to Merlin. It did sting the manservant a bit but he knew that the King meant well. It was what happened when the sun was down which was far more important than those few words.

"I wasn't sure you'd come." Morgana greeted him.
"I remember what I did to you, it makes my heart ache. I love you and I can't bear the thought of losing you." The affair weighed heavily on his shoulders.
"Merlin, we've been together for less than a year and already you've given me so much. You were there for me when I came into my magic and we've put our lives on the line, together, for what we believe in. Nothing will change the love I have for you."
He was at a loss for words and stepped closer to her so he could hug her. It was a lengthy hug but she understood that he needed this more than she did, it had affected him more than her because he saw everything and couldn't do a damn thing about it.
"I have something of yours." Morgana said as she took out a red piece of cloth from her sleeve, his neckerchief. Naturally he accepted it but there was a look of wonder on his face. The story that came with it was a bit embarrassing but she didn't mind telling it. "It smelled like you and helped me fall asleep." She confessed to his amusement.
He found it in himself to kiss her again and replied "It smells of you right now but I doubt it'll help me sleep when you're more beautiful here than in my dreams."

Their flirting went on and on until it was time for them to go to bed though neither of the two wanted to leave the other alone.

Silence, all was well once more and if it weren't for the dreams, Morgana would have a good night's rest.

"Morgana." She opened her eyes and looked around the room for the source of the low voice. Had she imagined it or had someone actually spoken? "Morgana." The voice called once more. It wasn't just 'in the room', it was all around her and this time she recognized it. Kilgharrah, the Great Dragon. If memory served, the druid boy had brought his voice into her as well.
"Yes?" She asked out loud, perhaps a bit foolish but the mind was curious thing and the dragon heard her reply.
"Fulfil your promise and come to me with a sword." It spoke.
"I'm not ready, I want to discuss this with Merlin first." She spoke out loud once more but through instinctual magic did the dragon hear her reply.
"Yet you did not even speak to him of your promise. He needn't know if you set me free." And in that the dragon was right. He was called 'The Great Dragon' and maybe Merlin would assume he had broken out on his own accord. He had cautioned her about the dragon and if she had made a foolish promise, he might not be so willing to teach her magic in future. Morgana dressed to decency and if anyone would ask, she was walking because she couldn't sleep. As for the sword, well, she just hoped they wouldn't notice.

This time the dragon did not swoop down before her but was already sitting on his little pedestal waiting for her.
"I've been waiting for this moment for a very long time." He announced to which she merely nodded. "I will give you the magic you need to destroy the chains and once you have done so, you will have fulfiled your promise."
When the dragon opened its jaws she raised her hands in defence, no magic to shield her from what she thought was his fiery breath, but the sensation of magic and knowledge flowing into her took her breath. She felt the magic and she felt as if she would burst. She looked up to him with awe, even a novice could tell that this magic was beyond powerful. Slowly she walked down the steps, sword in hand, and at the bottom she found the chains that confined him to the cold, damp cavern beneath the city.

The words, the spell, came to her without any difficulty since they were whispered into the ear moments ago. She swung her sword and chanted "Ic bebeode þisne sweord þæt hé forcierfe þá bende þæra dracan. Un clýse!"
The chain broke and she was free of the bloated feeling that was the dragon's magic. The beast himself roared and began to its ascent. He would see the moon and breathe the air of night as he had done so many years ago, in freedom.

Morgana climbed the stairs with a smile on her face. She had set free a creature of the Old Religion. It was not right for such a magical being to be imprisoned, even if it was an arrogant one. Climbing the last flight of stairs, her room in sight, she heard a noise outside. People were shouting and her heart sank when she heard what they were saying.

"My house is on fire! Help me- DRAGON!"

She had released a vengeful dragon. Merlin would be angry with her or, even worse, disappointed.

AN:

A Mergana version of Sweet Dreams.

So, Sirens. I didn't want to make them absurdly powerful, that's why I gave them their own rules.
Luna didn't play fair, some of you will hate me for it, though one has to admit she's not completely evil either. It's kind of a grey area and there'll be a lot more of that in future chapters.

We'll see the Siren again in the far future.

Now then, you can pretty much guess what's next but after that I can truly push my own plots.

One last thing, in 'The Fires of Idirsholas' Merlin used a sword from one of the knights of Medhir because it was crafted through the Old Religion. Wasn't the Sidhe staff powerful enough? So Morgana does it differently, done and over with.

Trivia:

The idea for the 'Meer' family comes from the movie Dark Shadows.
'Luna' is Latin for Moon.
'Meer' is the German word for sea and Dutch for lake.