Inside the Hawthorn Tree

by MerlinWinchestr

"From inside the hawthorn tree that is his prison, Merlin relates to all who will listen short stories of his life. These are his stories as told by the great Merlin himself from Inside the Hawthorn Tree." Drabbles of all genres and characters. Rating will not go above T. As always, no slash. Chapter 68-That's New: Merlin and Morgana at Jurassic World.

14. The Dance

Challenge: Write anywhere from 100-300 words based on the music provided. You can go with a literal interpretation of the song, base your drabble on the overall mood it inspires from your perspective, or just include a few lyrics that resonate with you. There's no right or wrong way to approach this challenge, as long as you're incorporating the music somehow.-The Heart of Camelot

Song: "Here Comes the Sun" by the Beatles
Category: Gen. Set pre-series 1.
Characters/Pairings: Morgana, Arthur.
Rating/Warnings: K
Word Count: 291

The Dance

Morgana slouched at the table, heading resting against her hand. She yawned as the music slowed and couples swept onto the dance floor. Her eyes followed a young couple as they spun, laughing and smiling for all they were worth.

Morgana didn't understand what they were so happy about. To her the world was a cold, dark place. It had been a short two months since her father's death, four since her mothers. At eleven years old she was an orphan, a ward of Camelot and its King.

A tear slipped from her eye and she wiped it away, willing herself to stay strong. She forced her thoughts from her parents and focused on the dancing. She watched as the music sped up, increasing until it was a fast-paced jig. Unconsiously, her foot began tapping along with the beat.

A shadow fell across her and Morgana looked up, her foot no longer tapping. Ten year old Arthur stood before her, shuffling uncomfortably from foot to foot. He mumbled something she didn't catch, and Morgana rolled her eyes.

"Excuse me?" she asked, trying to be civil.

"Would you like to dance?" he repeated, red starting to stain his cheeks.

Morgana almost said no, but something made her change her mind. Nodding, she took his hand and let him lead her to the floor. It quickly became clear that Arthur had no clue how to dance. He still held her hand and began swinging it wildly. Morgana looked at him strangely, but he didn't seem to notice as he took her other hand and began jumping around. Morgana just stood there for a moment before slowly joining in the crazy dance. For the first time in months, a smile broke across her face.