Hey there! New chapter here, many more to come!
I hope you like this, it took me 2 days to finish…
Please review, I'd like to know if I have overdone it with following the plot and it would be better if it went a bit slower.
After a while Merlin and Morgana had told Hunith everything about the situation they were in. She had been shocked at first but then she had given them her wholehearted support and she had insisted that they stay there as long as they needed, she would cover for them. Morgana was more than grateful. The last days, the only feeling she had felt was fear. She was desperate since very young to lead a normal life, like all the girls at her age. Fate, though, had it differently.
Hunith now, was being to her ore of a maternal figure, than she had ever had. She liked it. Being there. Of course, living with your boyfriend's mother involves some awkward moments.
"Merlin, Morgana come here."
"I have suspected you since you set foot in here, but are you two dating or something?"
Morgana blushed and looked at the floor but Merlin tried to overcome his shyness and said
"Yes, I think so"
"Look, I'm only asking because I'm wondering if you are going to share a bed with Morgana or I have to arrange the sofa for you."
Merlin started to blush too. Oops, he thought, I hadn't thought about that. He was more than fine in sharing the bed with Morgana but having his mother this near was going to be an embarrassment. For sure, that was.
They spent the rest of the evening relaxing. Hunith showed Merlin and Morgana the back yard and the flowers she had planted there. They two were more than eager to help so for the next two hours they were watering the lilies and the tulips and every other manner of flower.
"I've always wanted to spend some time in the countryside, you know." Morgana told Merlin with a happy expression in her face. She was wearing a loose light brown shirt and black jeans and had her hair in a bun. The clothes Hunith had given her so that she wouldn't ruin her own were dirty and baggy for her thin frame but, Merlin thought; even in rags she would look great. He was so engrossed in watching her that she had to clap her hands in front of his face to bring him back to reality.
"Merlin"
"Yeah, that's me" he replied.
"I've finished watering. Maybe we should get going."
"Right" he said and followed her.
Over lunch they told Hunith the details of the Uther story and the "Vivian" thing.
"Morgana, can you tell me the surname of your mother?"
"It was Le Fay, just like mine. I don't know why I took hers, but then again, I know little about her in general."
"Le Fay, eeh? That rings a bell. Wasn't it the surname of that woman that had gone missing? The whole England was buzzing with that in the nineties. "
"Wait. Missing you said?" Merlin interrupted. "Morgana, you told me it was an accident or something."
"You can see for yourselves. I have somewhere a box with tones of newspapers. It must be somewhere in there."
After five minutes of frantic searching the papers Merlin came across it.
"Here it is, I think. Have a look"
HORROR STORY IN LONDON. YOUNG WOMAN GONE MISSING
Vivienne Le Fay, daughter of Morgan le Fay and Samuel Parker is still missing. Her relatives and friends appear shocked at that.
"Vivian was always a kind heart. I wonder why anyone would want to harm her." reports Ygraine, the wife of the best friend of Vivienne's husband. "Even Uther seems to be taken with her. And he's really difficult in liking people."
Vivienne reportedly left her house last Thursday at 8 in the evening to go to the local shop. Her husband Gorlois says
"It seemed normal. Who could have thought that she would never come back."
The head officer of the police station states: "We have initiated extensive research and are now interrogating anyone who might know anything on the subject. It's been long since the last time someone was missing. It must have been well planned a long time ahead so that there would be no mishaps during its execution. We will probably face great dangers while investigating this case. According to all evidence till now, the perpetrator is probably someone from the upper society and not a commoner.."
This evening we will feature an interview of the close friend of the couple, Uther Pendragon and any further revelations.
"Oh my god" Merlin exclaimed after they had both finished reading. "More clues"
"We have to read this interview of Uther. Hunith, do you have the next paper? "Morgana asked.
"Look for yourself, child, though I seriously doubt it. As far as I remember, I always got one paper a day, the evening or the morning one. Why don't you check the next day's one. There will probably be something about the case."
"Ok"
They spent the next ten minutes searching for the next paper.
"Here it is, Merlin" Morgana said.
"And...Nothing" Merlin said. How can this be?"
"Perhaps they solved the mystery earlier. But that's impossible"
"Or, they published the interview with Uther and he demanded that nothing else about him was said in the next paper. It seems like his think to do."
"So, the next step is probably to find the missing paper. I wonder what Uther said."
"Though we can't be sure yet it was him".
Hunith stood silent watching them.
"You can ask at the press center at the village. We are lucky enough to have one."
"We are going there straight away"
"Why not grab a bite? I've prepared some delicious cheese pies"
"Mum" Merlin complained but took the food his mother was offering him. Morgana had a wide smile. She had hardly ever experienced such normal family moments and she was having the time of her life.
Hunith gave her one too and then departed for the kitchen. Merlin and Morgana put on their coats and left for the centre of the village. Merlin greeted most of the villagers who seemed to recognise him. They were asked about seven times if they were engaged and one particular old lady had told them to make sure to invite her to their wedding. Merlin and Morgana had both blushed and chuckled at her comment and they had promised not to forget her.
They had almost forgotten what they were about to see in the paper they were looking for. They entered the small building in the central square of the village and greeted the owner.
"Do you have any old newspapers?"
"Yes, lots of. I really don't know why I'm keeping them."
"The Observer?"
"Yes I think so"
"Do you have the 83 issue? Can you find it for me please?"
He left to check his warehouse while Morgana and Merlin remained silent and gave each other nervous glances.
After a while he reappeared from the corner, holding nothing.
"I'm sorry, I just remembered. This issue was withdrawn from every press center the day ti came out. It was quite a big scandal at the time. Will the next issue do?"