Chapter X: Of blondes and troubles and even more blondes.
AN: Hi guys! Here's the new chapter I hope you were looking forward to. We are almost at the end of our journey, so from now on your comments and kudos will be even more helpful. We have a lot of stuff happening in this chapter, there are some hints for what's ahead and some things will slowly start making sense (Or at least I hope so). Just a fair warning though, this chapter is not very Gwen friendly, so if you really like her don't be offended. One more thing, I am working on a new Supercorp fic, which I will be posting soon and I have so many new ideas about that one so I'm working on more than one fic at the moment and that might delay just a bit my updates (I will try not to, but still it's best to warn you just in case). I'm looking forward to hear your opinion, I apologize for the mistakes and enjoy!
AN1: Morgana has been having nightmares, this one is true and we all know it. The thing is, being in such an intense relationship has changed something and now Kara gets the occasional nightmare too. Again, we all know Morgana's dreams are prophetic, but the future isn't set in stone so said dreams might come true, but no exactly in the way they were dreamt.
After her discussion with Sara, Kara felt even more tired than before, she had to be careful with her powers slowly disappearing, she wasn´t as strong as before. It wasn´t a huge change yet, but it was beginning to show. And so, with slumped shoulders and many questions and theories on her mind Kara made her way to her own room, it didn´t seem like a very good idea to return to Morgana right now, so she made her way to the rarely used spare room in the servant´s wing.
It was truly a marvelous day. The first thing Morgana noticed was the gentle sun rays cascading all over them, bathing the green from the grass around with bright light that in turn made every leaf let out even more vibrant color. Morgana found herself lying under a tree with Kara sitting behind her, hugging her closely. The second thing the brunette noticed, was her clothes, she wasn´t wearing any of her dresses, she was dressed in dark blue trousers that felt rougher on her skin than the silk she was used to, but they were very comfortable never the less. Gone were her usual jewelries, instead she was wearing a simple four-leaf clover, silver necklace and an intricately made silver bracelet, and even her hair was gathered in a high pony tail. It was strange not to feel her curls flowing around, she felt almost too exposed, it would have been very unnerving for her had it not been for the warmth she was feeling inside her, warmth that washed through all of her body. It was a warm day and there were many people around the tree they were sitting under, but they were far enough not to intrude on each other´s privacy. Closing her eyes and leaning further back into Kara she tilted her hear up to the sky and…
And suddenly she was being awoken by a glass hitting the floor of her chambers. Morgana practically jumped out of her bed when she realized that a very sorry looking blonde stood in front of her.
"I'm sorry for waking you up my Lady. I only wanted to leave this for you, for when you woke up." – She said looking at the silver bracelet, nestled in her hands.
"Hey! I didn't expect to see you again, I'm so glad you decided to come back." – Morgana permitted herself a bright smile after she recognized immediately the girl in front of her.
"I just arrived a few minutes ago and I remembered that last time you had troubles sleeping, so I wanted to surprise you with this. It's a bracelet my mother gave me, it always casted away my nightmares and I believe it will do the same for you. After you treated me so well when I fought Arthur and my arm was injured, I wanted to repay the favor somehow. I also didn't mean to wake you up, but, I accidentally ran into the table on my way out thus knocking off the vase and waking you up." – Morgause was nervous, being in Morgana's chambers and without an explicit invitation was a bold move, one she hoped she wouldn't regret, but she had to give her the bracelet.
"I told you the last time you were here, you may call me Morgana. And don't worry about it, I'll help you clean it up, however, I cannot except this gift, it is too precious for you." – Morgana said with a kind smile.
"Oh no, I will clean the glass myself, last thing I want is you cutting yourself with a broken shard because you're still half asleep. It would mean a lot to me if you accept this bracelet my La… Morgana" – The blonde amended quickly and began collecting the glass of the floor even quicker, not waiting for Morgana to have a chance at contradicting her.
"Though if I am to call you Morgana, please address me by my name as well. I've never been overly fond of people using my title, I don't think the title is more important than the person."
"Nicely said, Morgause. I hope I'll see more of you around here. Last time we didn't have a chance to get to talk and I'd like to get to know you better. After all it's not every day I see a woman kick Arthur's butt, most women just try to sleep with him." – Morgana laughed at the memory, it was truly a funny thing to see the mighty prince Arthur Pendragon lying in the mud, pouting because a woman (other than Morgana) beat him in front of the king himself.
"What would you say, if I invited you to lunch later today and then you can see how me and my cousin Nimueh train. She was the one that prepared me to challenge Arthur, I'm sure you'll like her. If you want you could spar with us later, I have seen you practice with a sword and I think you stand a chance at winning even." – Said Morgause with a bashful smile.
The two women were beginning to look like giggling schoolgirls rather than a knight and a Lady, but neither of them cared at that moment. It wasn't like there was others in the room to see them. Besides, Morgana didn't want to pass up the chance of getting the thought of Kara and everything between them out of her head for a while.
"I would love that." – Morgana admitted.
"Okay then, let's meet at the stables at noon and we can go to the river and eat lunch there, my cousin will join us after that for our training session." – With that Morgause excused herself and walked out of Morgana's room.
The brunette was eying the bracelet that her blonde friend left behind and after long consideration she decided that it wouldn't hurt to give it a try and slipped it carefully on her wrist, feeling much lighter all of a sudden.
When Morgana was finally dressed, flashes of last night invaded her mind again, realizing she could've handled the situation better she made her way to Kara's room on the other end of the castle. Since they began their relationship, Kara rarely spend the nights away from Morgana and this walk down the halls of the castle made Morgana's stomach clench, she was nervous and wanted to get over with this stupid fight. Remembering her dream calmed her, until now all she dreamt of were terrible situations where death followed her like a loyal companion, but tonight's dream was different, somehow reassuring.
*** In Kara's room***
"Kara, keep calm or I won't be able to tie that corset right and you'll end up naked as the day you were born during breakfast. And as much as I'm sure that Morgana would appreciate the view, Uther might feel a little different… or not, I'm not really sure now that I think about it." – Sara laughed and gave one sharp pull on the laces.
"Ugh! Don't think about it Sara!" – Kara almost shouted her disgust at that thought.
"Come on, skirt, cheer up a little, you two got in a fight, so what? It's not like you can't fix it. You'll see she will feel much inclined to reconciliate after she sees you in this dress."
"She was very angry Sara, I hope you're right though. I have just five days to fix it and then tell her to come with me." – It was that last bit of this sentence that Sara feared the most. She wanted Kara to fix things with Morgana, she knew that if she was to leave her mind wouldn't have left her in peace if she left things in such a messy state, but bringing Morgana with them… that was a whole other question Kara was adamant about.
"Do you even know how to put on my corset Sara or are you just enjoying the view from behind?" – sassed Kara, sensing Sara had stopped lacing her corset and was deep in thought.
"I'll have you know that these things are much easier to take off than to put on, Kara. Now stay still."
"I didn't know Sara Lance had such patience as to unlace a corset." – The taller blonde smirked.
"Who said anything about unlacing? You know, there's a reason I always keep a pocket knife with me." – Sassed back Sara and bit the side of Kara's neck teasingly, but carefully enough not to leave a mark when suddenly a voice Kara knew all too well filled the room she was in.
"Kara, I was thinking about…" – Morgana stopped midsentence, taking in the moment she had walked in on. Kara half dressed in the yellow dress Morgana loved seeing her in with Sara standing on her tiptoes behind her, seemingly kissing the reporter's neck.
Morgana had come to catch up with Kara before breakfast, wanting to talk with the blonde about her words from last night and desperately thinking of how much she wished she had reacted differently and now she was seeing this…
Was Kara playing some kind of twisted game with her? She had come to apologize, but now she wasn't sure anymore that she wanted to do that. After opening and closing her mouth a few times, Morgana shook her head and quickly moved to exit the room, of course Kara followed immediately, but the brunette was practically running away from her.
"Morgana! Morgana, wait!" – Finally catching up with her, Kara grabbed her by the wrist and stopped her.
"Let go, Kara" – The brunette said with such seriousness in her voice that Kara complied without any protest, but she was so stunned by the coldness in those green eyes in front of her that she couldn't say a single word.
Morgana looked like she could battle Achilles himself and win, she looked furious and just when Kara was sure that she was going to get slapped, Morgana took a step back, took a deep breath and calmly addressed her, just like any other servant of the castle.
"I don't know what is going on, Kara. I don't know if you are playing with me or why you act strangely lately. I trust you with my life and you already know that, but how can I continue like that if you don't even tell me what's bothering you?"
"Morgana… I can't… I can't tell you right now, but I will soon, I promise. I love you and I really need you to trust me right now." – Kara pleaded, she had never been on the receiving end of Morgana's indifference and now the mighty Lady of the castle seemed to have resigned herself to the circumstance and seemed to have no desire to fight for them anymore.
"You say you love me and yet you intentionally hide things from me and go around with that Sara Lance while leaving me behind completely." – There was supposed to be hurt in these words, they were supposed to sting, but somehow it was much worse. They seemed distant, indifferent and the only thing worse than hate even, is indifference.
"I'd never leave you behind." – Kara almost whispered, Morgana being completely oblivious of the double meaning of that sentence.
"Too late, Kara. It seems I was right last night… it just wasn't meant to be." – And with that she walked away without even flinching.
Kara felt like someone had punched her in the stomach, she couldn't breathe, her hands became too cold all of a sudden and her mind was going crazy with the so many different options of what to do in that moment, but her body was paralyzed. That's when a warm hand rested on her shoulder and Sara Lance guided her gently back to her room.
"Kara, come sit down." – Sara tried, but with no luck.
"She's done Sara. I can't believe she'd say that it just wasn't meant to be, after everything that happened. These six months felt like a lifetime and I can't… I just can't leave her in a few days."
"Kara, listen to me…"
"No, Sara, I…"
"Kara!" – It was a rather loud shout, but she did manage to stop the rambling from the girl in front of her.
"Kara, you still have time to make it right. Wait until after breakfast and go talk to her. She may need some space, but I can see how much she loves you. I promise you, everything will work out."
And after some good twenty minutes of comfortable silence and careful planning Kara was calm enough to go and have breakfast with Sara and the others.
*** Just after breakfast ***
Kara stuffed the last muffin Michael had saved especially for her, she searched the common room and the gardens for Morgana, but when she didn't find her, Kara made her way to Morgana's room as quick as possible without seeming too eager. She was just about to knock on the door of the room when it open and instead of the Lady of Camelot she saw Gwen exiting the room with some of Morgana training clothes.
"Gwen, hi!" – Kara smiled, even though she didn't like Gwen very much, she tried to be polite to her for Merlin's sake, what that boy saw in Gwen was beyond Kara, but still, she was raised with manners.
"Hello, Kara." – Gwen answered with a bright smile, that was odd, she never smiled at Kara or Morgana.
"You are in high spirits today; do you know where Morgana is?"
"Yes actually. She was with Morgause just now and they were heading to the stables, she instructed me to go for her training clothes, I think they were talking about training together or something like that." – Figures Gwen would be happy then, that way she got to enjoy a free day for herself.
Morgause was not someone she had met and that definitely intrigued Kara.
"Let me get those for you, I was heading there myself anyway." – It couldn't have sounded more obvious even if she'd tried, but Gwen didn't say a thing and just handed her the clothes and the sword that was hanging from the left side of her belt. It made sense, Morgana was frustrated and she wanted to get it out, training was her healthiest outlet to do so.
Kara had no idea whether she used her super speed or not, but next thing she knows, she is walking straight to where Morgana and another blonde seem to be having an amusing conversation next to the stables.
"Morgana." – That was the familiar voice the brunette hoped not to hear for the rest of the day.
"You requested these." – Said Kara handing her the clothes and the sword.
"Thank you, Kara" – Rao the name seemed so forced – Kara cringed inwardly.
"I wanted to talk to you about some things, but if you're decided to go and train we can talk about that at dinner." – She tried.
"I am having company for dinner, Kara, it would have to wait." – Morgana just cut her off.
"Well I could accompany you to the training grounds and we could talk until the nights gather for their training." – Kara tried again, but Morgana had already turned to pack her clothes on Aithusa that was waiting patiently for her.
"The Lady is well accompanied, don't worry, your assistance is appreciated, but no longer needed. You can retire back to the castle, thank you." – The blonde beside Morgana intervened before she had the chance to and Kara was baffled at the impertinence her tone radiated.
"I am sorry, but I don't take orders from you." – Kara stood straighter in front of the other blonde, she wasn't much taller than Morgana, so that still made Kara the tallest of the group.
"She is a knight, Kara." – Morgana said, finally returning in time to catch Kara's last comment and stop the heated discussion that was formed in front of her. She hated playing the rank card with her blonde, but her pride wouldn't let her show any weakness now and besides Morgana didn't trust Morgause enough, knowing that the blonde could go and speak directly with Uther about Kara's insubordinate behavior and that would be no good for either of them.
"And a friend, I am spending the day with Morgause and her cousin, now please, do as you were told." – Morgana continued.
"But what if you need my help?"
"The lady is in good hands, even the king saw how his son yield to me." - It was a dismissive sentence and when the brunette and Morgause made their way to the horses already waiting for them, Kara felt the same hurt and anger as this morning. She had four days left and Morgana wouldn't even talk with her.
Walking back to the castle, she nearly knocked Merlin off while both of them were crossing the hallways.
"Merlin! Hold on, what's gotten you so worried?" – Kara asked after giving him a hand to get up on his feet again
"I must find Arthur, Uther is conveying the war council, he wants to renew the campaign against the druids, he doesn't like them becoming bolder and entering Camelot even during their holydays when they are obligated not to attack. It's forbidden for them to take life on such bright days."
"Well let me help you look for him then." – Kara said and they both began searching around the castle.
After looking twice all over the castle, both Kara and Merlin were already tired and desperate to find Arthur, Uther was not known for his patience after all.
"Merlin, I was wondering, do you know who a knight named Morgause is?" – Kara approached the subject carefully while the two were making their way to the back side of the castle where the training grounds, the gardens and the armory were.
"Where did you hear about her?" – Asked Merlin, surprised.
"I just saw her with Morgana this morning and…"
"Ohh, trouble in paradise huh?" – The boy interrupted teasingly and Kara smacked him playfully on the shoulder.
"Shut up, I shouldn't have asked, just forget about it."
"Hey come on, seriously though, I have only seen her once before, when she defeated Arthur in a public duel. She was quite keen to show off in front of Morgana for some reason, I never like her though, she was nice, but something seemed off with her."
And that was all it took for Kara's mind to start running probable scenarios again. This conversation would've ended much later, had it not been for the loud clatter that came from the armory. It was unusual for the weapons to just fall, they were all carefully placed on the walls and shelves and they were pretty heavy for the wind to just knock them over, so the pair went to check it out. Neither of them would ever speak again of what they saw once they arrived, but let's just say that it was just Kara's luck to walk in on people "getting at it" in the work place, or in that case the armory.
Walking just in time to see a pair of legs wrapped around Arthur's back and his hands pushing the body in front of him to the wall, and him trusting slowly back and forth was something Kara would have plenty of nightmares about. A variety of swords and axes were scattered on the floor from the broken shelf just on the right of the unknown girl that was still holding on the wood with one hand, clutching hard. Had it not been for the distinctive darker tone of the skin of the legs wrapped around his waist, she'd have been furious since that was one of the exact nightmares her mind tortured her with. Ever since she started her relationship with Morgana those nightmares had intensified tenfold and the nights where the brunette managed to sleep more or less tranquil, the blonde was the one turning from one side to the other. Come to think of it, it was all like a déjà vu for her, with the minor difference of the girl pressed between Arthur and the wall, but everything else was the same, even the way the weapons had fallen around.
While Kara was blushing like a tomato, Merlin was somehow more used to these types of situations, living in the castle for years would do that to a person. It was Merlin who cleared his throat loudly and the pair in front of them quickly jumped apart startled and breathing erratically. Arthur quickly composed himself and now it was Merlin's time to blush and be at loss for words since the girl that was pulling hastily on her dress was none other than Gwen. The same Gwen that Merlin so desperately wanted to impress.
"Merlin… and Morgana's servant…" – Arthur seemed to change his voice from happy to forcefully polite and slightly irritated when addressing Kara and not even by her name. For some reason, the only person in Camelot who seemed to like her was Morgana, she definitely missed her home in situations such as this one. Talking with her friends and having them close was always very important to her, though lately many things had changed… well dwelling on this wouldn't do her any good, so Kara concentrated on the situation at hand.
"Ah yes… sorry to interrupt… we… the king is looking for you. He's summoned the war council and he wants you there, something about the druids." – Merlin tried to sounds as happy as always, but Kara could see how much effort he was putting into the act and she truly felt bad for him. Gwen was chasing Arthur like a puppy, who in turn was interested in Morgana, who was with Kara who had no idea what was happening now, Gwen did dance with Merlin on the feasts and accepted his gifts, but she also never stopped trying to get Arthur's attention… it was a messy situation indeed.
"Oh god, not another war." – Arthur mumbled under his nose, but not out of fear, but more out of boredom. He was used to fighting knights, but the druids didn't have the same preparation as the knights of Camelot, therefor it was almost a slaughter for them every time the two groups went against each other on the battlefield. Arthur was a knight after all, he didn't like to kill, he liked to fight and let the opponent surrender with honor, but not kill a man or a woman that was clearly unprepared and unfit for battle.
The druids were resilient people though, and what they lacked in military preparation, they made up for in determination. They wouldn't stop until they killed their opponents, even if that meant they had to claw their eyes out with their bare hands. And so, brutality answered with viciousness and the battled between knights and druids, even though they were far apart, were always bloody and heavy on the mind. What people did, what people saw… all the little details of the bloody battlefield were imprinted in their memories and many were scarred in some way or another from these experiences. That's why nobody wanted to fight the druids if it could be avoided. Camelot was a just place, it just needed a just king, not one marked by grief and loss.
Gwen, Merlin and Kara silently made their way back to the main part of the castle and the silence between them was charged with tension. Neither daring to break it with useless explanations or false statements.
"Kara, I have to go and get some herbs for Gaius, I'll see you later." – Said Merlin not wanting to seem rude to just suddenly change directions, but Kara understood perfectly well the true reason behind his comments and didn't say a thing, sometimes it was better to leave a person sort through his thoughts alone and that was one of those moment.
"Wait, Merlin… I'll come and help you." – Said Gwen, but Merlin interrupted her.
"That's not necessary Gwen, I'm sure you'd like to relax today since the lady Morgana isn't here." – The obvious part of "relax after the strenuous activity you were involved in just a few minutes ago" was left unsaid out loud, but it might as well have been for all the difference it made.
"You can't have them both Gwen." – Said Kara with a bitter tone, it was clear that Arthur wasn't interested in the darker girl for more than just a momentary enjoyment, but still Kara's comment made Gwen snap.
"Worry about your life Kara, I may be between two, but you are already in second place. Seems like Morgana has a soft spot for blondes, she did replace you rather quickly." – That was the drop that spilled the glass for Kara. Without even thinking, her right hand moved on her own and slapped Gwen across the cheek.
The curly haired girl was in shock of what had just happened, but a moment later her mind caught up with what had just transpired. She had a choice, either continue this fight with Kara which wouldn't end good for neither of them or go after Merlin and still try and salvage her friendship with him, seems like the slap she just received, knocked some sense into her, because she quickly turned around and ran to the direction Merlin had walked to.
*** In the throne room***
The knights and king were already gathered around the table with spread out maps of the region and discussing strategies when the wooden door opened loudly and Arthur came in.
"How gracious of you my son, to honor us with your presence." – Said Uther with clear patronizing voice.
"I was busy father and Merlin forgot to relay the message right away." – Tried to give some sort of explanation.
"Oh right, because I was hunting butterflies." – Said the king.
"Anyhow, now that you are here we can begin planning the attack. We were thinking of diving the army in two, one would serve as a distraction while the others will flank them and attack from being. Once they are trapped with no exit, our knights will be more than capable of finishing them once and for all."
"I don't think such brutality is needed father, they are not known for their fighting abilities. They lack the discipline and technique we all have. Perhaps, just capturing and relocating them would be a better solution." – Arthur tried.
"Are you saying you know how to rule better than me, boy? Are you saying that you know what's better for my kingdom than me?" – Uther's voice was loud enough to make all the knights in the room bow their heads and look very intently the maps on the table.
"I wouldn't dare, father, but…"
"Then stop arguing and gather your men, you'll need to prepare. The scouts we sent said that they were preparing for another celebration of theirs in four days. That's when we attack." – Uther said decidedly.
Preparing for a celebration? Scratch the previous statement of "almost a massacre" it would definitely result in a damn genocide. The druids weren't just men, there were women and children. No knight of Camelot could raise their sword to a child and that was exactly why most of them would die when said child taught to hate them since birth, plunges the knife in their neck.
*** Later in the afternoon***
Kara had spent the day planning the return to her planet with Sara and talking about Morgana, even though Sara was against it, she knew Kara wouldn't leave the brunette behind and so she reluctantly agreed to take her with them.
Once the plan was clear, she had nothing left to do. It wasn't anything complicated actually, they'd have to be at the circle of stones near the north edge of the forest, where the river originated from and wait for the sun to hit its highest point in the sky. Basically, wait until noon and then the portal would open and they could pass through. The only problem was that there were numerous rumors about druids hiding around there, using the fresh water and the trees as hiding from the knights, some say that the druid's camp was there, others saying that it was filled with poison weeds that made the zone impossible to live, but those rumors were never confirmed. A few knights patrolled the area every now and then, and neither of them had reported suspicious, of course no one had noticed the blue tattoos they had on the heel of their feet either, but that's another question.
Kara spent all the afternoon in the kitchens with Michael. She wanted to keep herself busy or her mind would drive her crazy and the chef proved to be an excellent distraction, teaching her how to bake properly and even letting her do a simple peach cake with a dash of rosemary, honey and violets all by herself.
"You seem troubled today, Kara." – Michael finally commented.
"I am just thinking of stuff." – Kara tried to brush it off, but Michael only arched his right grey eyebrow and for a second she was reminded so much of Morgana doing exactly the same gesture.
"Beautiful green eyes, long curly dark hair and a dashing smile stuff?" – He teased.
It was easy to talk to Michael, at this point he seemed more like a family than a mere servant, so Kara went on talking with him, keeping their conversation light, he shared a few more stories from Morgana's growing up and they laughed wholeheartedly, until Kara picked up the unmistakable clapping of hooves on stone and what clearly was a few small grunts from Aithusa, that made Kara excuse herself from the kitchens and run outside to greet Morgana and finally talk to her.
Just as Kara expected Morgana was dismounting Aithusa, but the surprise was that she had brought back another girl with her and Morgause, she was tall, with dark hair and ocean blue eyes. Morgana was laughing at something Morgause had said when Kara made her way to them.
"Morgana, we really need to talk." – Kara tried again, she didn't even bother with pleasantries.
"I am sorry Kara, but it's already dinner time and as you can see I have guests to entertain. We could talk tomorrow before I go out to the caves, I promised to show them the fireflies that live there, you know how beautiful it gets there when the sun is setting."
And boy did she knew… They had gone there a couple of times. The caves that Morgana was talking about weren't too big, but they were quite tall and the forest around them was pretty dense, but the fireflies that flew around there were shining with differently colored lights due to the numerous types of flowers that were around. The insects ate plant pollen and nectar and turns out that the different flowers give the fireflies their distinctive glows. Seeing the small lights slowly gain more and more glow was amazing and when it was only them, the stars and Kara and Morgana, it felt magical. But then again, everything was magical with Morgana by her side.
"I am sure whatever it is, Sara would be more than willing to help you with it." – Morgana dismissed her again, taking Aithusa's reins and taking her back to the stables, followed by Morgause and the other unknown woman.
Out of nowhere, Merlin appeared by her side and grabbed Kara's arm, dragging her with him to the side where no one could hear them talk.
"Kara, why exactly is Nimueh riding alongside Morgana AND coming into the castle?" – He asked obviously worried.
"Who?" – Kara had no idea what was Merlin talking about, but she thought he was still dealing with this afternoon's situation and that was why he looked so angry, but the worried expression didn't add up to that. Looking at the three women walking happily back to the castle together and disappearing towards Morgana's room was something that caused bad feelings in both Merlin and Kara, but for completely different reasons.
"The brunette with Morgana and Morgause is called Nimueh, she is bad news Kara. Really bad news!"
"Oh, she's Morgause's cousin. Wait, what do you mean, is she dangerous?" – Kara tensed.
"Remember when you first came and we had that chat about magic and everything? Well Nimueh and I have a history." – Kara's eyes widened.
"Don't get too excited, she and I are ancient history, but what she did to Camelot is a quite recent event. She poisoned the water supplies and killed one third of Camelot's people! Trouble follows wherever she goes and Morgana still doesn't know her magic well enough. Magic is a temptation, Kara. A power that very few can control and not let be controlled by it instead. I am not sure Morgana is ready for that test and I sure as hell know that Nimueh won't pass the opportunity to play with her mind… She's an expert in that." – That last part Merlin said while obviously remembering memories long buried in his mind.
First Gwen, now Nimueh, it definitely wasn't Merlin's luckiest day today.
"We have to think of something and separate them before it gets too late then. Merlin, you know Morgana isn't a bad person, come on, you know her." – Only Merlin didn't say anything to that. Once he never would have doubted Morgana, but after everything Gwen was saying to him about her, he wasn't sure anymore.
"Merlin…" – Kara said again, unable to believe that her friend would doubt Morgana so much, but then she remembered what the druids were talking about when they attacked six months ago, they were sent to kill Morgana and now it was clear that she hadn't misheard the name. She was such a fool to trust Merlin. Now, it all made sense and Kara just excused herself and went back to her room, searching for Sara. Only the canary would be able to help her now.
**Back in Kara's room**
"We have a huge problem Sara." – said Kara as soon as she opened the door. Explaining the whole story with Morgana from the beginning turned out to be quite the challenge, so much had happened and yet it all seemed like she had landed in Camelot just a few days ago.
"Kara, there is nothing you can do if she doesn't want to talk with you and even less if she doesn't want to come to your earth…" – But seeing the look that Kara was giving her, she rectified quickly.
"But, since I know we'll end up having the same discussion as before, I will do my best to help you out. Don't make any rushed decisions, I need to go for a walk and think of a something and tomorrow we'll find way to talk to her." – Said Sara, trying to calm the blonde. Even though the warning about the rushed decisions came from Sara herself, she was never one to wait either.
***Back in Morgana's room***
"I had no idea you were such a troublemaker, Morgause." – Said Morgana laughing. She along with Morgause and Nimueh had been setting on the table in Morgana's room eating slowly from the delicious food Michael had prepared and laughing at the stories each told.
"You should have seen her when my mom, her aunt, was trying to teach her how to swim. I swear it was like trying to make a giraffe dance!" – Continued Nimueh, laughing even more.
The wine they had during dinner was saying its word and now, they were refilling the glasses as if it was water.
"I am so happy you came back Morgause, I can certainly use a friend like you here. And of course, I am glad you finally introduced me to that famous cousin of yours." – Morgana said.
"The pleasure is all ours Morgana. I also wanted to see you again." – Admitted the blonde and a shiver ran through Morgana. She wasn't supposed to feel like that with any other but Kara and in all honesty, she missed Kara, she wanted hear these words from Kara's lips and nor Morgause's, but she couldn't deny the happiness that comment made her feel. Before she had the chance to do something foolish like kissing the blonde in front of her, she quickly took her glass and lifted it for a sip, only to find it empty.
"Ah it seems we have run out of wine with all this talking. Let me just refill the jug and I'll be right back." – Morgana hurried to the door, leaving the two women nodding in agreement.
It wasn't like Morgana didn't know her way around the castle, but the wine in her system made her steps a bit slower and her head a bit fuzzy. Refilling the jug, she began making her way back to her room. The cold air from the night was finally beginning to chase away the blurriness from her vision, but her reflexes were considerably slower and she had no time to fight the figure that came behind her and spun her around so quickly that the jug of wine fell from her hands and shattered on the floor.
"You?! What right do you have to sneak up on me and treat me in such way?" – She husked out obviously angry at the blonde in front of her. For a moment, the thought of "There's just too many blondes around" crossed her head, but when she saw who it was that pushed her harshly backwards until she hit the wall, her gaze darkened with anger.
"Did you and Kara needed a refill as well?" – In this case sassy attitude wasn't very good when paired with alcohol, but then again that was Morgana, so it was to be expected.
"Oh, come on! Get over your stupid jealousy already!" – Sara said with exasperation. Riling up Morgana was fun at the beginning, but it was beginning to cause inconveniences and that was the last thing she needed right now.
"How dare you…" – Morgana tried again, but Sara never gave her a chance to continue.
"Look, I'm smart and hot and I know that there isn't a logical explanation why Kara wouldn't want to sleep with me, but I guess when you're in love logic flies out the window, so listen to me carefully. Yes, Kara loves you, I won't repeat that, we all know that, so stop acting like a jealous teenager and pull yourself together, we have something very serious to talk about. Besides, I prefer brunettes." – Sara said determinately.
After what seemed like hours of silence, Morgana nodded once with her head and tried to make her way back to the kitchens, but her feet intertwined and she grabbed Sara on instinct.
"Though from the looks of it you can't even tell me your full name now." – Reasoned Sara again.
"Stop being a smart ass and help me to the kitchens, Sara."
"Aaand we're back to being a Lady with manners, good, let's go." – Sara said and helped Morgana to the table in the left corner of the kitchens.
"Listen to the ingredients I'm telling you and mix them in a cup, if you wanted to talk about something serious you certainly had the worst timing in the world." – Morgana complained.
"Man, you're bossy, are you always like that or is it because of your bitchy mood lately?"
"Ha ha, you're funny." – Said back Morgana, patronizing her maybe more than she should.
"Okay talk, I don't think you have coffee here, so I'm all ears for these ingredients."
"No idea what that is, but no, I have never heard of it. Okay let's see, grab two eggs, some tomato sauce, a pinch of black pepper, a cardamom seed…"
After a dozen other ingredients that should never ever mix under any normal circumstance, Morgana's miraculous drink was ready and she began drinking it quickly.
"Okay, you wanted to talk… let's talk." – Said Morgana with clear voice, no trace of the earlier consumed wine evident in her green eyes either, she was still very tired and a bit sore from the day she had, but she was conscious enough to think straight again. Or as straight as she could manage anyway.
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