Uther sat glumly in his throne; his mad blue eyes scanned over his council and knight. Gauis stood silently in a corner. He dare not say one word. Geoffrey stood trembling before Uther.
"Yes, milord," Geoffrey replied meekly."
Uther's head dropped in shame. " Make a proclamation that all residents of Camelot must be able to see their clothing before they appear in public." Gawain whimpered as tears filled his eyes. Uther shot him a dark look.
"And, you will not buy fabric from unknown traders."
"Yes, sire."
Morgana hid in the shadows. She watched Arthur and Merlin having a loud shouting match. Arthur's handsome face twisted with fury. A vein bulging in his neck; his face as red as cherry. Merlin stepped back and waved his hands.
"No, Arthur, I will not bring Gwen to your chamber."
"Why not," Arthur screamed. "I need to see her!"
"We need to hide her. Your father is on a hunt for magic. Sometimes, you're selfish. Think of the danger to Gwen."
"You're walking around with cape ears, you idiots," Arthur railed."
"No," Merlin said firmly
Morgana smirked. Merlin hides Gwen in Camelot. He won't allowed Arthur to see her. I can use this to my advantage. Stroke the flames of Arthur's jealousy. I can make him hate Merlin.
Morgana rapped loudly on Arthur's door.
"Enter," he commanded.
Arthur scowled. His feet resting on a shiny table; an apple bouncing in his large hand. He raised an eyebrow at Morgana. "What do you want, Morgana?" His dark blue eyes stared coldly at his sister. He didn't attempt to hide his distaste.
Morgana clasped her hands in front of her. "I just missed Gwen today… I wanted to be with someone would loved her," Morgana replied sadly. Her green eyes full of despair. She moved to sit in front of Arthur.
She reached for his hand. Arthur brushed away her seeking fingers. He flinched when he touched her. "Why ever would you miss Guinevere," Arthur inquire softly." I didn't see any sadness during my long, dark grieving period for her. I cannot recall your condolences, sister."
"I was distraught," Morgana lied.
"Really, I thought you didn't care.
"Such was so gentle, her soft hands tended to me, and she died so horribly, so painfully," Morgana whispered quietly. "A victim of such a horrible accident. You see, I thought Merlin would save her," Morgana admitted truthfully. "I thought he could put out the flames. I didn't think…uh, I never think, Arthur. I just do." Morgana dark head hung in shame.
"Thinking doesn't really work for you does it, Morgana?"
Arthur rolled his eyes at her tear stained face. She took Guinevere from him. He couldn't see her because Merlin controlled her actions. Merlin and Morgana were trying to keep them apart. "Why would Merlin save her?"
"They were such good friends. He was Gwen's first crush, or was it love? She blush and giggle in front of him. She would run little errands for Merlin."
"Did he care for her," Arthur inquired. A dark gleam in his eyes, jealous burning his heart. Arthur leaned forward. "Fair Morgana, did Merlin care for her?"
"I know not of another woman in Camelot that Merlin has loved like Gwen. I always thought that they would marry. I'm sure Merlin would keep her from everyone given a second chance."
"Indeed."
"He might steal her away. Hide her in the woods. Keep her from her beloved for his own purposes."
Arthur was unable to detected the mischief in Morgana's words. He could see nothing except Gwen's face; hear noting expect her sweet voice, and dream of holding her in his arms.
"Merlin and Gwen are not options."
"Of course, not, we were never see Gwen again. She's lost to us. I'm sure Merlin has bountiful memories to keep her memory alive.
"Get out, Morgana," Arthur growled.
Morgana swept from her chair; her dress rustling as she moved from his chamber. She left Arthur in his dark thoughts.
A/n: A little Othello. Why not!