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Let the Memory Live Again- Chapter Twelve

"What?"

"Morgana has been raped." Gwen sobbed angrily, "Whilst you've been up here, swanning around with your morals and your principles, your ward has been down in that pit, in agony with some dreadful illness, being crushed, defiled, broken by disgusting creatures whom you employ, all the while trying to deal with memories of a child she never knew existed being ripped out of her arms!"

"She has a child?" Merlin gasped.

"Oh God," Arthur fell to his knees, "Father, I beg you, get her out of that pit."

Uther could hardly speak through shock, anger and guilt, "I… yes, of course… who… who did this to her?"

"I don't know, she didn't say." Gwen whispered.

All five of them were feeling so many emotions; pain, anger, guilt, confusion and joy at Morgana's release.

"Guards!" Uther shouted to the soldiers stood at the edge of the room, "Go down to the dungeon and release my ward."

"Sire?"

"Don't argue, just do it! I don't want her spending another second in that place!" he shouted.

"Sire she can't walk by herself," Gaius told him, "She can hardly move."

"Then she'll have to be carried."

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Morgana considered how much longer she should have to stay in this hell until death would come and steal her away. Hours? Days? Weeks even? Please God don't let it be weeks!

She could feel each part of her body dying. Her sight became more and more blurred; it hurt to breathe. Living was agony.

If she had the strength, she would move over to the wall and bash her head against it until her skull cracked. If she had the energy, she'd tie a cloth around her neck and hang herself from the cell ceiling until her neck broke. If she had the power she'd find a sharp rock and use it to cut her wrists until the blood rushed out of her veins. But she didn't. She didn't have the strength, the energy or the power to take her own life.

In the distance she heard a baby crying. The sound got closer and closer, louder and louder until all she wanted to do was scream until she drowned out the sound of the infant.

Her mother sat down beside her and cradled her dying daughter's weak frame. A sweet lullaby filled the air, emanating from the mother's soft red lips.

Her father knelt beside her and stroked his beautiful little girl's ghostly white cheek, "Everything will be alright Morgana. We'll get through this, together."

"I'm so scared Papa." She whispered.

"Not long now my darling." He smiled, "Not long now until we're together again."

A salty tear burnt her cheek, "Don't leave me."

"We won't" her mother rocked her back and forth, stroking her raven hair.

"Please stay with me," she cried, "Please stay until I'm sleeping."

Uther appeared at the doorway. Gorlois turned to look at him, "It's not your time yet Morgana. You live your life my sweetheart, then we can be together for always."


Of course I didn't steal the penultimate line from Les Miserables! :P

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