AN: Well Mergana fans, this is the chapter you have been waiting for!

Dangerous Love

Chapter 10

Uther Pendragon was furious! When he heard that the two sorcerer's that inferred with Arthur's wedding had somehow managed to escape, it was all that the king could do not to punch a wall. He knew for a fact that his prison cells were built in a way that magic users couldn't escape. And when he went over the video footage, it turned out that he couldn't figure out who was the one who let them out. But Uther was determined to find out.

He knew he couldn't blame Merlin since of course the new King was in Ireland when the escape happened, but of course that didn't stop some of Merlin's subjects from releasing them. Either way Uther would have to be cordial to the young man regardless of his feelings for him or his country. And Uther couldn't stop reminding himself that soon he would have to call Merlin his son-in-law, quite the revolting thought. Still he must keep up appearances, so Uther prepared to meet again with Merlin

Morgana quickly dressed and made herself presentable, though she really was dreading seeing her husband-to-be. She still didn't know much about Merlin of course and he seemed even more of a stranger to her then he had on that first day. She was still not happy about her father's terrible plan, but Morgana was loathe to think of who exactly he was able to coerce her into doing this.

Not to mention she still couldn't stop thinking about her terrible nightmare, and wondering why it disturbed her so much. Morgana could guess now why Merlin was angry at her in the dream, and now she was terrified about what the retribution would be when he found out. Would he curse her? Kill her? Divorce her once they married? Either way Morgana really didn't want to find out.

Still Morgana prepared herself and soon caught up with Arthur and Gwen who were walking down together to meet up with King Merlin.

"If I actually liked Ireland, I would fear for them at having such an idiot to lead them," Arthur muttered.

Gwen looked at her husband disapprovingly. "He is going to marry your sister, shouldn't you at least try to like him?"

"Not possible Guinevere," Arthur retorted. "Why would I try to deny the fact that he is a complete and total idiot?"

Before Gwen could scold Arthur again, Morgana mock punched Arthur in the shoulder.

"Arthur you can stop ridiculing my fiancé anytime now," Morgana replied in a voice dripping with sarcasm. "It isn't as if I didn't already have doubts about the man who I will be married to until I die."

"Sorry," Arthur said in a bland tone of voice that didn't even start to convey any regret.

Morgana rolled her eyes and stepped outside the front doors of Camelot with Arthur and Gwen. All traces of annoyance were completely gone, and she immediately wore the same dazzling smile that made photographers beg her to be a model.

Uther was standing before a platform and she moved to step beside her father, not even looking at him. She smiled to the camera crews and photographers. Just because this whole situation angered her to no end was no reason for her to act like a spoiled brat in front of the camera.

A limousine pulled up and two security guards stepped outside before a middle aged woman with dark hair stepped out before King Merlin did. He wore a small understated crown on his head and wore a dark suit. But it was his face that captured Morgana's attention. His eyes looked so sad, and she knew that his grief must be great. But Merlin still pulled it together and came all the same.

The woman beside Merlin took his hand and for the first time Morgana realized that she had to be Merlin's mother since the resemblance was uncanny. Merlin strode forward with his mother and they stopped before reaching the platform. And suddenly she noticed that Merlin was looking at her. Not in an obvious way, but he was still looking at her. His face looked questioning, maybe even hopeful. But as soon as the look appeared, Merlin looked away.

"Welcome King Merlin," Uther said. "On behalf of my family and nation, we are so sorry for your loss. King Balinor was a good man and he will be missed."

That was a laugh, Morgana thought. Her father would've killed Balinor himself given half the chance, but now that he was dead he acted sympathetic. She hated politics.

"Thank you for your kind words," Merlin said, as always his heavy Irish accent very evident. "And may I introduce my mother, Hunith."

"It is a pleasure indeed to make you acquaintance," Uther said.

As Uther droned on several more pleasantries, Morgana couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen next.

Morgana nearly jumped as she heard someone knocked on her door. She looked up from the book she was attempting to read and went to answer the door. To her complete surprise, it was Merlin.

"What are you doing here?" Morgana asked, a little more forceful than she intended.

"I'm sorry for bothering you," Merlin said. "But I thought—"

"What?" Morgana asked.

"If we are going to get married in a couple of weeks then we should at least get to know one another," Merlin said. "How do you feel about going to dinner?"

"Are you asking me on a date?" Morgana teased.

"Yes," Merlin said, smiling a goofy smile. "I suppose I am."

"Alright, let's go," Morgana replied, grabbing her coat.

In less than an hour Morgana and Merlin were sitting in one of London's upscale eateries, with their security detail sitting in the next table over. They both had been amused at first to see all the diners whispers and surprise at seeing them there, but soon it became easier just to ignore them.

"So what is it like to have Uther for a father?" Merlin asked.

"Fine," Morgana admitted. "But sometimes he was too busy to really pay attention to me and Arthur as much as I would've liked."

"I know the feeling," Merlin said sadness etching in his words. "My Dad tried his best, but there were many times when I really missed him."

"The curse of being born royalty," Morgana mused. "Though Arthur has always had it worse than me."

"Speaking of Arthur, how did you ever grow up with such a prat?" Merlin asked jokingly.

"You know he shares the same high regard for you," Morgana said, laughing.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Merlin muttered.

"You know," Morgana started. "If the two of you aren't careful, you might end up as friends."

Merlin rolled his eyes. "Nope, not happening."

Morgana smirked, "Arthur would say the same thing."

They both laughed then, and they tried to ignore the flashing lights of photographers trying to get close for a good shot. It would be no surprise to see what would be the following morning's headline.

"So what is it like being king?" Morgana asked him, curiously.

"Scary," Merlin admitted honestly. "Everyone expects so much of me, that sometimes the pressure makes me want to scream."

"Yeah," Morgana said with more emotion than she intended. "I get that."

An hour later the couple was back at Camelot, and were walking down the garden path.

"Are you nervous?" Morgana asked Merlin. "About the wedding?"

Merlin sighed. "It isn't that I don't think you are a great person, Morgana. It's just that I imagined my wedding very different."

"With Freya you mean," Morgana said and when she say Merlin's surprised look, she sighed. "I heard the whole story, I'm sorry she died."

"Me too," Merlin said, turning away.

Suddenly Morgana was instantly furious and even she didn't know why. "But I will tell you one thing Merlin Emrys, I will NOT spend my entire life by your side and see you pining over a dead woman!"

Merlin looked stunned, but Morgana had only begun to let out her emotions.

"You seem to have a hard time with moving on, Merlin. And I get that I really do, but you really need to let go! I'm going to be your wife whether we like it or not, dammit and I need to know that you are going to at least try and make this marriage work!" Morgana exclaimed.

But she was still not done yet, because in the next moment, she grabbed the lapels of his jacket and pulled his lips to hers in a heated kiss. Neither could deny the spark they felt during that quick, and somehow very passionate kiss. And when Morgana pulled away, they were both breathless.

She glared at him for one long moment, and then stormed off without saying another word.

She had to be the strangest, craziest woman Merlin had ever met. Yet he decided that if he didn't start loving Morgana in that moment, one thing was sure; he really, really liked her!

AN: Well I hope that makes up for my slowness and my last couple short chapters. I'm on Spring Break this week so if I have the time, I will try to get the next chapter up this week or the beginning of next. I want to thank all my lovely reviewers, and I hope you enjoyed this one. As always I'm grateful for any feedback!