Day 21 – 21st
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Morgana wanted an early night. Tomorrow she would turn 21, she would come of age and would be attending a ceremony that would introduce her to the Kingdom as a Lady for the first time.
"Gwen could you please get me a sleeping tonic from Gaius. I want to make sure that I'm well rested for tomorrow," she asked her handmaid as she plaited her hair so that it would be easier to brush in the morning.
"Of course Morgana, I'll be right back," Gwen said with a small curtsy. Morgana gave her a nervous smile as she departed from the room. Once alone, Morgana sighed and held her head in her hands. To be honest, she didn't want to be a Lady; she just wanted to be Morgana. Being a Lady meant she had to attend royal banquets and balls, it meant she had to be 'escorted' to them by Knights, she would have to do all the duties of the royal household normally left for the Queen. Morgana groaned in frustration and threw her hairbrush across the room furiously. She really wanted to just leave and never return... but then she heard footsteps, the light pace normally associated with Gwen. She hurried over to her bed, and adjusted her expression so that Gwen knew that nothing was wrong. "Here you are My Lady," Gwen said as she passed Morgana the small bottle. Morgana took it with a smile and tipped the liquid into her mouth. It tasted foul and she shuddered as it went down her throat. "Gaius wishes you the best of luck for tomorrow," Gwen said as she pulled back the covers on Morgana's bed. Morgana gave a small smile and slipped between the sheets.
"Thank you Gwen, your help is much appreciated," Morgana said as she made herself comfortable. "I am quiet nervous about tomorrow, I hope I can get some sleep," Gwen smiled and tucked the bed sheets around her mistress.
"I'm sure you'll get plenty of rest My Lady, Gaius's sleeping tonics are known to knock people out," Gwen assured Morgana. Morgana smiled and closed her eyes and settled down to sleep.
"That will be all for tonight Gwen, thank you for your help," she mumbled sleepily. "Can you blow out the candle before you go,"
"Of course Morgana. Goodnight, I hope you get a good night's sleep," Gwen said. Morgana heard Gwen blow out the candle and depart from the room, followed by the smell of a burnt out candle. She sighed and rolled over and before she knew it, she was asleep.
Morgana stood, centre of attention as everyone clapped for her. She blushed and looked embarrassed. Seeming to sense her shame, Uther alerted the singer to begin her performance. Everyone began to dance. Morgana wanted to go and sit down, but Arthur tapped her on the shoulder and held out a hand. Morgana giggled an accepted, and together, they attempted to dance like the others. They failed miserably but laughed and continued anyway. When the singer stopped, Arthur bowed, and reached out for Morgana's hand. He kissed it...
A young boy entered Camelot. He was tall and slim with dark hair that was cut just above his ears. He looked happy as he walked round Camelot, bag slung on his back. But then he reached the main square. There a crowd stood, surrounding the executioner's block. Uther stood on the balcony he always stood upon for executions and spoke a few unknown words. A young man was brought out, his head forced down... the axe swung.... and the young boy looked horrified.
The young boy with the dark hair was lying on a bed, dying. Gaius and Gwen say by his side. Somewhere else, far away, Arthur was stuck on a cliff in a darkened cave. Something was coming towards him, but he couldn't see a thing. Back with the boy, Gwen was sent away and right after she departed, a glowing orb appeared in his hand. He muttered the same words over and over. And then suddenly she could see Arthur again, and the glowing orb had appeared above him...
Arthur was in the banquet hall, surrounded by everyone who was anyone in Camelot and beyond. He was bowed before his King and was wearing all his finery, including a new crown atop his head. Unknown words were spoken, and then Arthur was on his feet and everyone clapped. Then suddenly, through a window, came a Knight, all in black. He threw down his wrist cuff in front of Arthur...
Morgana, Gwen, Arthur and the unknown dark haired boy were in a small village. Morgana did not recognise it, but the dark haired boy seemed to know everyone. Including the young boy who seemed to have a problem with the royal visitors...
The young boy with the dark hair was standing in some unknown courtyard. Rain was pouring, and in his arms was Gaius. He appeared to be dead. The young boy was screaming... yelling...
Morgana awoke with a start. It was still dark outside, but inside... inside her candle was lit. She was sure that Gwen had blown it out. She shuddered slightly at the strangeness of her dreams. She wondered what they could mean... but before she would even contemplate their meaning, she was asleep again, the same dreams invading her mind in an instance.
By the next evening, she had forgotten her strange dreams. That is until she found herself dancing dreadfully with Arthur while a woman sung. Neither Arthur nor Morgana seemed to care that they were dancing so badly, in fact, they found the whole thing funny... That is until the singer stopped, as did the dance. That is until Arthur bowed, took her hand, kissed it...
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