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Morgana gripped Gwen's hand tightly, and took a deep breath. The door swung open and Uther strode in accompanied by 2 guards, along with Arthur, Merlin, and the Master of the Guards, holding a menacing braided whip in his right hand. She felt the hatred pulse through her veins as they entered. She pushed all of the hurt aside, none of it mattered now. She hated him and there was nothing that could change that. Nothing. Gwen had risen and gone to stand beside Merlin, but Morgana remained seated on the edge of the bed, calmly holding Uther's icy gaze.
"Guards" he growled, just above a whisper. The two guards approached her and grasped her shoulders tightly, pulling her off the bed and roughly leading her to the center of the room. They released her and took a few steps back.
"Morgana, I warned you before that if you ever crossed me again that the consequences would be severe. You have yet to heed my warning and now you must suffer." Uther said coldly. Morgana stared back coolly, seemingly unaffected by his words, further infuriating him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them, Morgana was removing her outer gown and handing it to Gwen. She wouldn't look at him. She looked down as Gwen brushed her dark curls away from her back and unfastened her gown, revealing her pale back. Gwen stepped back and Morgana raised her head and met Uther's eyes.
"Guards" he said, quickly looking at the floor, unable to look into her accusing eyes any longer. The anger he felt towards her had not gone, and he still felt this needed to be done, but the pleasure he had been taking in seeing her so helpless and vulnerable was slowly disappearing. The guards gripped her arms once again and steered her to the foot of her bed where they forced her to her knees. Her gown was slowly slipping further down her shoulders, revealing more and more of her chest, when the guards yanked her arms upward and tied her wrists tightly to the bedpost.
"Guinevere" Uther bellowed, "Further unfasten your mistresses gown!" Morgana winced at the malicious way he spoke to Gwen. She felt Gwen unfasten her gown and gently brush her hair away from her back.
"Morgana, for your lack of respect and your impudent disobedience, you shall receive 8 strokes of the whip!" Uther declared. A small cry escaped her lips as she gasped. Gwen held back a sob. Arthur clenched his jaw, Merlin, his fists. The Master of the Guards stepped forward and unfurled the whip.
"Let the whipping begin" said Uther.
The whip cracked down onto Morgana's pale back, leaving an angry red mark. The sharp, agonizing pain shot through her body. She felt as if the wind had been knocked out of her and she gasped for breath. The whip cracked down again, and the pain shot through her hand she cried out in agony. She had never felt anything like it before. She tried to arch her back but the whip came cracking down again with a snap, making her scream. She needed to get a hold of herself. Arthur held Gwen close to him and she sobbed into his shoulder. He laid his face on her head, unable to watch Morgana suffer any longer. The whipped cracked down a fourth time, bringing on desperate sobs from Morgana with sporadic cries of agony. The whip cracked down again, and she felt as if she was running out of air. She was gasping uncontrollably, and when it cracked down again, all she could do was moan. Again, the whip came down onto her crimson back and she felt as if all of her energy was gone. The ropes around her wrists held her up as she slumped against the bedpost, unable to hold herself up any longer. Tears poured down her cheeks as the final stroke fell on her back, and she gasped. It felt like all of the air had been forced out of her lungs. Finally it was over. She gasped for air and wept, all of her strength gone. Arthur was by her in an instant. He cut the ropes that held her and carefully caught her as she slumped to the floor, careful not to touch her back. She was shaking with sobs, and Arthur turned furiously to his father.
"Leave! You've done enough to her! Go!" He cried, turning back to her and carefully turning her over and cradling her in his arms. He had never seen Morgana so broken. It nearly drove him to tears. His father hadn't moved and without even turning to face him, he said "You've done enough damage. Go. Now. Leave." But instead of leaving his father came closer and peered at Morgana as she wept in Arthur's arms. He reached out to brush a curl out of her face but Arthur blocked his hand. "Don't touch her, don't even come near her" He said, growing louder, "Leave! Just leave!" And Uther left. He left the room leaving Arthur, Merlin, and Gwen to care for Morgana until Gaius returned from gathering herbs.
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