Trigger Warnings: Violence...

Enchanted Forest:

Darkness...

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There's a cool towel on her skin...Water drips from her brow into her hair...My head feels like its been split open...

Darkness...

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Someone's arguing...She cant make out who it is but one of them sounds pissed...

Darkness...

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Morrigan breathes deeply, aches and pains taring through her body while green eyes attempt to slip open, what the hell happened? I remember the arrow, fairy dust and then nothing. That fairy must have done something to me!..Shes immune against novice types of magic and her ability to heal rather quickly should have taken care of the aches and pains by now, That must have been some powerful fairy dust..

With a grunt, Morrigan forces her eyes open and they flicker rapidly, adjusting to the light streaming in from the open balcony, Where am I?..She registers the extremely soft mattress under her and soft silk sheets draped over her aching limbs, what the hell? This isn't my quarters?..Her eyes dart from place to place. A black canopy elegantly drapes to the floor around her, a chandelier falling from the ceiling encrusted with diamonds and across from her, a vanity holding various trinkets and a large mirror atop. Next to it, a large oak wardrobe and to the left of that, a black spiraled mirror, that looks familiar..wait?..Her blood runs cold, her heart thudding erratically, shit I'm in the queens bedchambers! How the hell..I have to go, If she finds me in here..She pulls the purple silk sheets back and quickly dizziness has her stumbling sideways. A hand clutches her head, green eyes clamping shut. Breathing deeply, she finally refocuses but pauses staring at her bare arm, What the..She looks down and her eyes bulge at the thin silk nightgown that barely covers her thighs. Her cheeks flush a crimson red as her hand pulls fiercely at the bottom of the fabric, Where the fuck are my clothes?!..

The door to the chamber opens and a young girl enters, her head directed at the floor and a jug of water and fresh towels in her hands.

"Hey you?"

The girl startles, and like slow motion, Morrigan watches the Jug slip from timid hands. Instinctively she reaches out, attempting to use magic to immobilise it but the porcelain simply crashes to the floor, splintering into hundreds of pieces and water pooling around the young girls feet. Wide feared eyes dart from the broken jug to her and she can clearly see the girl trembling, I didn't mean to startle her. Why didn't my magic work?..

"I..I'm so so sorry my lord I didn't mean too, it just.."

The Handmaids eyes plead with ushered tears and Morrigan mentally flashbacks a moment, She reminds me of Puck a little..She softens.."Its alright, don't worry about it.."

The girls trembling alleviates.

"Now tell me, why am I in the Queens chambers?"

"The guards and the Queens father brought you here my lord, you were hurt badly and have been recovering over the past few days."

"DAYS?!"

Morrigans startled voice booms throughout the room and she launches to her feet. The young woman jumps back alarmed before noting Morrigan swaying heavily. She dashes over, reaching out and holding Morrigans arm in an effort to keep her upright.

Green eyes dart open at the contact but she refrains from flinching.

Silence...

Morrigan gazes into dark blue eyes, watching as they consistently flicker towards her attire, Is she..interested?..Her cheeks flush slightly.."Who..Who dressed me?"

The younger woman avoids eye contact, her face heating slightly.."The Queen said to put you in such attire my lord."

Clearly she's avoiding the question..Blue eyes dart to green and for the first time, Morrigan notices how close their bodies are, this is wrong, If the Queen catches us..The smell of lavender hits her and with wide eyes, Morrigan roughly pushes the girl from her personal space, Oh fuck!..A disappointed frown envelops the young girl as she stumbles backwards at the force.

"Look who's awake.."

The sultry voice sounded so calm, so placid but when Morrigan spins to greet her Queen, the woman's brown eyes and body language say otherwise. The younger girl jumps at the royals sudden entrance and takes a hasty step back, bowing her head, How much did she see?! Damn shes pissed!..With great protest from her aching lower back, Morrigan drops to one knee and spots the black night gown has risen, exposing a dangerous amount of thigh, fuck sake!..

"And it seems your well enough to fraternise with the help."

Morrigan listens apprehensively to clicking heels slowly stalking towards her.."The girl was answering my questions your majesty, nothing more."

"Why would I think there's anything more dear."

Crap!..The playfulness of the Queens voice sends a shiver down Morrigans spine before the royals glare darts to the shrinking girl in the corner. Dark eyes narrow.

"Leave!"

The girl swiftly bows and scampers from the room leaving Morrigan to breathe a small sigh of relief, I cant help caring a little for the girls well being, at least the Queen didn't hurt her, although me on the other hand..She watches black stilettos and red velvet stop in front of her before an awkward silence washes over them, Come on, Just get it over with! The pressure on my back and the burning in my legs is sending me dizzy!..

"Stand up!"

Immediately Morrigan obeys and quickly finds herself light headed. She sways and accidentally stumbles forward, colliding with the Queens chest. Green eyes bulge comically and she throws herself backwards, colliding roughly with the bedside table.

After a tense pause, the royal frowns, pointing to the Queen sized bed.."Lie down!"

Morrigans breath hitches, her hand on the table behind tightening and tears hazing green eyes, No she cant, I'll take a beating anything but..Her eyes dart from the furious royal to the purple silk sheets in fear until the Queen softens, the vein protruding her forehead receding.

"Fairy dust continues to circulate your system, that's the reason for your dizziness and nausea, now lie down dear."

With a small nod, Morrigan slips out from the bedside table, careful not to touch the Queen again and hovers over the edge of the bed, It seems too weird..Its not right being in the Queens bed..Can I not go back to my quarters instead?..She turns to address the woman only to notice dark brown eyes raking her body and naked legs. She feels exposed but the Queens focus darts back up to her questionably, hell, the bed seems less weird now..She clears her throat, quickly shying her red face and carefully slides between the purple sheets. She takes note at the last second, the woman continues to study her exposed thighs and she represses a shiver, This is so fucking awkward..

Morrigan sits upright in bed, her back ramrod straight and eyes forward, My back is on fire but etiquette..The Queen sighs and places a hand on her shoulder. She finches but is gently pushed against the black pillows. Her body tenses, unsettled eyes flickering from the royal to the ceiling.

"Relax, you'll make it worse."

The royal idly sits on the edge of the bed, summoning a bowel of water and a clean cloth, the whole situation is so fucked up its difficult to relax..In a swirl of purple smoke, a goblet and a black vile appear in the Queens hands. Morrigan watches carefully as the royal pours the liquid from the vile into the goblet and waves her hand over it. There's a dark red glow from within the cup and then brown eyes are glaring down at her. She shrinks back into the mattress, she's gonna make me drink it isn't she..The goblet is extended to her, fuck..

"Drink!"

Morrigan hesitates, peering up at the goblet, What the hell's in there? Poison? A sleeping curse? A sleeping curse would be nice right about now..The Queens frown deepens.

"Drink it Morrigan!"

Green eyes snap up, the woman looks angrier than usual..She inwardly sighs, just drink it..Morrigan tentatively grabs ahold of the black cup and props herself up on her elbow. The Queen watches like a hawk as she studies the foaming dark red liquid. Her nose crinkles at the smell and after casting a glance at the dark eyes above her, she takes a sip of the brew. It tastes like berries but with a blast of spice and it burns as it sets in her stomach, well that cant be good..

"All of it."

Morrigan almost pouts, fuck sake..Green eyes clamp shut and the rest of the burning liquid is swallowed quickly. She begins to question what's within the brew but suddenly her vision spins and her hold on the goblet falters. She feels the Queens hand brush against hers as the cup is taken and her head flops downwards, eyes drooping and body tumbling next to the woman's thigh. Darkness pulls at her as the Queen lifts her head and gently lays it on the soft pillows, I can hardly move!..Green eyes continue to open and close clumsily.

"Sleep, the fairy dust will be gone from your system by morning."

Unfocused green eyes eventually glaze over as the blurry silhouette of the Queen fades and darkness finally claims her...

The sound of birds and a cool breeze stirs the former bandit from her sleep. Green eyes slowly open and she shifts on the bed, turning onto her side and closing her eyes again. Morrigan hums, breathing heavily from her nose and reaching an arm into the sheets but it collides with something firm, what the hell..Green eyes dart open and widen at finding the Queens father, a cloth in hand, sat on the edge of the bed and looking a little startled. She yelps, pulling her hand from the mans knee and flying backwards. With another yelp, she rolls off the other side of the bed, crashing to the marble floor with a grunt, well done moron!..She hears a quick succession of feet before there's a set of hands on her shoulders. Instinctively she flinches, looking up and spotting concern in older brown eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Morrigan shy's away and quickly picks herself up from the floor, hearing her back crack in protest, I need to go for a run. Being cooped up in that bed has made my body soft..She steps back and lowers her head in respect.

"There's no need for etiquette with me child. Please.."

She glances up, noting Henry's arm indicating the bed, No etiquette? But he's the Queens father? Royalty..

"I know you may have some questions for me, if you get back in bed, maybe I can answer a few?"

There's a pause, could I get some answers? There's so many burning questions I want to ask..Morrigan nods and slowly slips back under the sheets while Henry simply stands above her smiling warmly, where do I start?..

"Well my names Henry and its a pleasure to finally meet you. My daughter talks about you a lot."

Morrigans face lights up, the Queen talks about me..a lot?..

"Do you.." She pauses, looking away and fidgeting with the sheets, this may be completely off topic but I need to know..

The man softens, perching on the edge of the bed.."Go on."

"Do you..have magic?"

"No."

Morrigan frowns.."Then where did.."

"My wife had magic, but it was an evil..man who taught the Queen the ways of dark magic."

An evil man?..She was going to press the issue but Henry recedes a little, I can tell he's uncomfortable. I'll ask some other time..

"Why am I here?"

"I'm sorry I don't understand?"

"Why am I not in my own quarters or in my cell? Why am I in the Queens chambers?"

The man stares blankly.."She..We wanted to keep an eye on you, keep you close just encase the fairy dust did more damage."

Just encase the Queens asset died he means..

"Yeah sure.." Morrigan huffs, staring down at her hands again.

"I shouldn't be saying this but..my daughter does care for your well being, even if it doesn't seem like it at times."

She continues to fiddle with her hands, Care? The Queen doesn't know how to..Why is he lying to me..

"I know where my place is."

"We all have our place Morrigan..Even I.."

Green eyes dart up, How does he know my name?! The Queens the only one who knows of my identity!..Henry grabs her hand.

"A long time ago Regina told me about a young witch that saved her life, a woman who knew no bounds of self sacrifice. I wasn't sure when you first got here but the way my daughter looks at you, talks about you, I can read between the lines child.."

Green eyes glass over, Regina was so innocent back then. Sure she had a sharp tongue as well as a sharp blade hand but..that Regina, my Regina was..

"I believe her quest for vengeance is only destroying her, pulling her further into darkness. All she needs is the right person to pull her back but sadly, I'm not that person.."

Morrigans breath hitches, No! This is wrong! This is weakness!..She pulls her hand away and scampers off the other side of the bed, wiping her fallen tears aggrieved, I never should have said anything!..Her anger rises as Henry slowly approaches. She cant be feeling anything. This man is saying things, things that make her weak. He speaks almost of love, she had that and it was burned to the ground. Her eyes shimmer a dark red, He comes in here, lying, filling my head with this bullshit and for what! Is it another punishment?!..She feels her magic prickle at her fingertips.

"Are you alright?"

"STOP ASKING ME THAT!"

Henry startles, almost jumping out of his skin.

"How do you think I feel?! You come in here with your false hope and for what?!"

He slowly backs away from her prowling advance.

"What do you think's going to happen?! I'm going to swoop in like some hero and save your daughters soul?!"

Morrigan laughs bitterly, backing the old man towards the spiraled mirror.

"Your an old fool! I know my place and its not by your daughters side, its at her fucking feet!"

Morrigan closes in, pushing Henry backwards until his back collides roughly with the mirror. When she looks at him, she doesn't see fear, only sadness and pity. Her rage flares, red sparks licking her hands, he needs to be punished!..She raises her hand, ready to strike when it suddenly hangs suspended in mid air, what the fuck?!..She tries to pull her arm from the invisible grip only to be launched backwards across the room and into the bedside table. Her newly healed back slams against hardwood and she tumbles to the marble floor with a painful grunt. She hesitates to get up before a hand tightly grabs her throat, lifting her into the air. Wide red eyes flicker back green and stare into the face of the furious Evil Queen.

"If you EVER lay a hand on him again, I'll show you what real pain feels like!"

Morrigan groans, squeezing her eyes shut as a shock of electricity tares through her aching muscles. After a painful moment, her body falls limp to the floor, darkness ebbing at her consciousness but a second bolt wracks through her, forcing a scream from her scathed throat. Her back arches from the floor, head snapping back and hands clawing at marble. The second wave stops abruptly and her body collapses to the floor.

"APOLOGIZE!"

Another shock and another scream reverberates around the room.

"Regina stop!" Henry hastily approaches, eyes focused on the purple magic streaming from the Queens palms and ripping into Morrigans writing body.

"APOLOGIZE! SAY YOUR SORRY!"

Tears stream from tightly closed eyes, Morrigans screaming preventing her apology before the torture stops and she curls in on herself, sobbing and clutching the black silk around her knees.

The Queen quickly bends down, grasping her jaw roughly and lifting her head toward dark eyes.."Say your sorry or I will do this over and over again until it kills you! And believe me that could take weeks!"

The royals fingernails dig into her cheeks but green eyes remain sealed, Why should I apologize? Isn't what Ive become what the Queen always wanted? All those lessons of pain and torture are suddenly worthless now? What the hell does she want from me?..There's a growl of frustration before Morrigans dragged to her knees, piercing black nails sliding around her neck as a warm body's presses against her back.

Green eyes finally fly open and refocus on a startled Henry, What's..A sharp intense pain wracks Morrigans chest making her breathless before wide green eyes dart to her reflection. Her mouth drops open at the Queens hand sticking out from inside her back. A shooting pain in her chest makes her double over but the hand around her neck keeps her body upright. The royal squeezes her heart again and she whimpers, raising pleading eyes to a panicked Henry.

"Regina.."

"Shut up! I'll deal with you later!"

The Queen quickly sends him away in a puff of purple smoke and leans into Morrigans ear.

"Now where were we? I believe you owe me something dear." Her sultry voice whispers as the hand around Morrigans heart squeezes lightly prompting in a small whimper.

"I'm..sorry.."

The Queen continues to linger, slowly pushing her cheek into the side of the woman's trembling head.."Sorry for what?"

Morrigan pauses, Sorry for what? Is it a trick question?..There's another squeeze on her heart and the hand around her neck tightens a little.."F-For attacking..your father." Red lips brush against her ear.

"And?"

Green eyes widen, And? And what? What else did I do?!..She tries to think, but as seconds pass, the pressure on her heart increases unbearably. She tries to contain her cries but eventually they burst from her and she sobs her answer.

"What else..Did..Did I do?!"

The Queen huffs.."I guess you've forgotten already...This.."

The hand around Morrigans throat slowly releases allowing her to breath a little easier as slender fingers stroke the collar.

"..Means you belong to me, yet you continue to stray even after I place you in comfort and keep you well looked after. I even got you a gift.."

Gift?..Morrigan frowns, what gift?..The royal clicks her fingers and a bird cage appears in front of them, A bird? Why the hell did she get me a bird?..She studies the little flying creature, its small dark blue body darting from place to place, scrambling to get out of its cage and an incessant squeaking coming from within.

"I believe you two have already fraternised previously."

Fraternised?..Green eyes bulge, this is the girl from earlier?! The Queens turned her into a bloody bird!..

"Why?"

"Believe me I could have done much worse."

"But she.."

The hand around Morrigans neck seals itself tightly again as the hand on her heart squeezes harshly. She cries out, her tears resuming.

"She tried to take what's mine! You remember the last time that happened don't you?!"

Of course, the former Knight Captain, he's meant to be executed at the end of the month. Its unsettling how possessive the woman is, Why?! Aren't I just a means to an end?..There's another squeeze on her heart and she whispers her reply hastily.

"Yes.."

"Good, it seems you've been listening at least half the time.."

The Queen straightens, pulling the hands from Morrigans chest and neck abruptly causing the former bandit to lurch forward and collide with the marble floor. Breathing heavily, Morrigan lays still, relishing in the cold touch of marble pressed to her heated face and chest. The bird in the cage continues to squallier as the royal moves to pick it up and stands over the defeated woman.

"I hope Ive made my point dear because next time, I wont be as forgiving."

Morrigan hears the click of determined heels move away from her and then with a click and a thud through the oak door, the Queens gone. She continues to lay silently, every bone, muscle and organ wracking with pain, Moving for at least half an hour isn't possible, maybe I'll just stay here all day, Nobody will care anyway..So Morrigan closes her eyes, laying beaten, in every sense of the word...

Morrigan shivers, green eyes fluttering open, taking in the black marble floor and sliding to the balcony doors, Its night..Well guess I was right, no ones bothered to pick me up from the freezing floor so no one gives a shit..Morrigan pushes herself up on shaky arms but a sharp pain in her back makes her wince, probably from when the Queen through me across the damn room!..She sighs, can I not have one day where I'm not in constant pain?..

With great effort, Morrigan pushes herself onto wobbly legs and shuffles over to the bed. Green eyes scan the room and settle on the spiraled mirror, I cant believe I almost killed the Queens father. Hes been nothing but kind and how do I repay him? By nearly ripping his heart from his chest. I'm such a dick! If I'm permitted to see him again, that's if he wants to see me, then I need to apologize..The word sends shivers down her spine, I can still feel her breath on my neck. Its baffling how the woman can go from being so furious to being so calm in matter of minutes..A knock on the oak door jostles her from her thoughts.

"Enter!"

A young man steps inside the grand chamber wearing black and red formal wear.."My lord, the Queen demands your presence in the royal hall.."

Well that's unexpected. I was expecting punishment and the cold shoulder for at least a day..

"And she requests you wear this.."

Request is just another word for demand..But Morrigan cant help her peaked curiosity as the Servant clicks his fingers and two maids enter holding..WHAT?!..The maids walk to the bed and lie the piece of clothing down neatly, a dress? The Queen wants me to wear a fucking dress?!..

Startled green eyes glide up and down the black satin fabric. The bust and waist is covered in a sparkling Red pattern following the shape of leaves and vines. The stomach area however is almost visible, only black netting offering any coverage while below the waist, the black fabric reaches into a long train with a slit reaching high to the right thigh, I ain't wearing it, Even if it is sexy as fuck. Why in the hell would she put me in that?..One of the maids places matching black and red sparkling heels by the foot of the bed, HEELS?!..Her eyes widen further.

"My lord? May we assist in your dressing?"

Morrigan glares at the sheepish maid, I don't want to wear the damn thing but disobeying the Queen for a second time isn't wise..She huffs her irritation, I'd rather be sent into the dark forest for the night!..

"My lord, the Queen.."

Morrigan waves her hand at the impatient servant.."Yes yes go, I'll be in attendance shortly."

The young boy quickly bows and scurries from the room with a light thud. The maids immediately close in, removing Morrigans silk night gown and suddenly she feels self conscious. An arm subconsciously wraps around her naked breasts and her legs cross over covering her exposed sex, Maybe I should just kick them out and do it myself..One of the maids pulls her arms upwards with unexpected strength and her sight is quickly blanketed by black satin fabric.

Ten minutes later Morrigans stood in front of the Queens spiraled mirror staring at her reflection. One maid tends to the last preparations on her dress as the other pulls her hair into a half up half down do. She can see the ugly purple and black bruise formed around the collar on her neck and she grimaces, well that's an ugly sight for sore eyes..Something presses to her throat and she flinches before grabbing the younger maids wrist and scowling. The girl cowers, wincing at the grip.

"I..I'm sorry my Lord but the Queen gave me this ointment to.."

Morrigan studies the frightened girl with narrowed eyes before releasing her wrist roughly and turning back to the mirror. She watches in the reflection as a shaky hand dabs at the purple bruises and as soon as its pressed to skin, the bruises recede, Holy shit..Green eyes widen, not only is it getting rid of the bruising but its numbing the pain as well. Hmm..I need to get my hands on some more of that..

Both maids finish her look using blood diamond earrings with matching necklace and her makeup is smoky with a dark finish and blood red lips. She studies herself, what the hell's point in this?! Why am I dressed like a classy whore?!..A hundred questions circle her mind but there's another knock on the door, she rolls her eyes as the servant enters again.

"My lord the Queen demands your presence now."

Yeah yeah for fuck sake!..She steps into the three inch heels and with a click on the marble floor, she brushes roughly past the servant and into the corridor..

Clicking heels stop just outside a set of imposing double doors and she frowns at her present company, who the fuck are these guys?..Her black guard stand to attention but several pairs of unknown guards stare at her questionably. Green eyes evaluate them as they rake a predatory eye up and down her body, Figures! Flash a bit of cleavage and men are like a bitch on heat..She scoffs and pushes passed them, forcing the double doors open.

Heavy oak burst open and almost slam into several black guard stationed behind the doors. Her frown instantly drops and she stops dead in her furious tracks, Well fuck me..She was so focused on the horny guards outside she didn't hear the music from the hall, which evidently has stopped playing. A long table in the center of the room holds a dozen curious people who stare at her, some frowning, some puzzled and others surprised. Green eyes travel to the head of the table where the Queen watches her. She notes dark orbs raking up and down her body and suddenly she feels exposed, Get a grip Morrigan!..Swallowing thickly, she paces over to the Queens rather elaborate high back chair with a click and positions herself by the woman's side.

A young man with sandy blond hair and a strong figure clears his throat.."If I may be so bold to ask your majesty, who is this lovely lady that's joined us this evening?"

Green eyes glance at his curious features, hmm..he's not bad looking, but probably as dumb as a doornail if those muscles have anything to say about it..

"This is my dark knight, I'm sure you've heard the rumors." The Queen lazily lies back in her throne type chair, draping her arms over the sides as small gasps echo around the table.

A man in the middle of the table chuckles lightly.."Your telling us that this is the Dark Knight? The black plague of the enchanted forest? She's a woman."

"So am I."

An uncomfortable silence washes over the hall, the little man shrinking back before a dark haired man clears his throat.

"Quite true your majesty, now may we continue with our discussion before the sudden interruption. The amount of black guard you sent to my fathers land is completely unacceptable."

"Oh? And why is that?"

The frustrated man scowls and continues to berate the Queen, but its the blond haired man sat next to him that catches Morrigans eye. She drowns out the dull conversation beside her, watching the shifty blond avoid the conversation, his eyes fixated on the ice sculpture in the center of the table.

The dark haired man grinds his teeth at the Queens passiveness.."Snow White is now Queen of the white kingdom. You no longer have cause to continue your search in my fathers land."

The Queen waves her hand idly.."Snow White is not the reason for my continued search."

"Then what is?"

"There's a traitor in your fathers court relaying vital trade details to my enemies, I intend to snuff them out."

Morrigan continues to observe the blond haired man. The mans uneasy posture has increased and now he fiddles with something in his lap, is everyone blind! Clearly he knows something about the traitor!..His dark brown eyes look at her briefly, sliding up and down her body, hes assessing me!..She tries to summon her magic, feeling danger creeping up her spine. The Queens head turns in her direction and the collar immediately heats up shocking her lightly, no magic..fine!..Morrigan breaths heavily from her nose and releases her rising magic. The collar gradually cools at her skin while the Queen refocuses her attention on the annoying dark haired man and his incessant ramblings.

Green eyes refocus on dark brown, the blonds attention fully on her now. Her Adrenaline slowly builds as she watches the man visibly tense, He's going to try something!..In a flash the mans arm darts from the table and she catches sight of the metal object in his grasp, Knife!..The man launches to his feet and throws the blade towards the Queen.

Morrigan quickly grabs the royals shoulder and pulls the delicate body towards her. The blade crunches into the backboard mere inches from the Queens head and everyone at the table stumbles away from the Assassin as the man pulls another blade from his boot and throws back his arm, Can I not have one damn day!..Quickly Morrigan throws herself in front of her Queen, almost sitting in the woman's lap at her awkward position as she grabs ahold of the headboard, Well this couldn't get anymore fucking awkward..An intense pain in her left shoulder falters her grip and her hands slip. She falls flush against the alarmed Queen and huffs, Now its more fucking awkward..Shes a hairs breath away from wide brown eyes and for a second, she thinks she sees fear. The clang of metal swords behind has Morrigan scowling and green eyes flickering red, can I use magic now?!..Again the collar heats up giving Morrigan her answer, Fine! I'll kill the fucker without it!..She propels herself from the Queens lap, spinning to greet her assassin. The man in question slices a black guards throat and turns back to her cautiously, he killed the guards so quickly. This is going to be a battle indeed..She reaches back, ripping the dagger from her shoulder with a grunt, well at least I have a weapon now..

"I hope you pose a better challenge Dark Knight.."

What the fuck is that? Sarcasm!..Morrigan bares her teeth.

"Although you might want to change first."

He chuckles and green eyes burn with rage.."Lets see if you can laugh when I slice that voice box from your throat!"

There's brief movement behind her and with a quick glance, Morrigan notes the Queen watching the show curiously. Guards burst through the double doors but quickly the royal raises a hand to stop them.

The assassin steps forward confidently.."Your guards are no match for me, and if your thinking about using magic, dont bother, it wont work."

"I am well aware my dear assassin.."

There's a pause and Morrigan frowns, Wait, the Queen knew? Is that why I was summoned?..

"..It will be much more entertaining to see you get ripped limb from limb by my Captain here."

"Sadly that's not going to happen. And once I'm done with your pet here, I'll take your head and finally the reign of the Evil Queen shall.."

"AHH!"

He pauses mid sentence, the Queen raising a questionable eyebrow at Morrigans furious shriek, I'm tired, bleeding and this dress is a total blag! Just get to the damn point and lets fight already!..

"Can't we just skip the valiant speech and fight already! I'd like to wrap this up so I can take this god damn dress off!" She freezes, Oops..It just slipped out. She's gonna be pissed I insulted her dress..Morrigan slowly turns to the Queens stoic expression, That's bad isn't it...Shit..

"Well if you insist mi' lady."

The assassin runs at her, pulling a dagger from under his belt and throwing it. Quickly she side steps, avoiding the flying object but not before it slices into her exposed shoulder on its way past, wheres my armor when I need it!..The Assassin closes fast, striking at her with his sword. They dance around each other until Morrigan trips on the train of her dress and the hilt of his blade pummels her injured shoulder. She cries out, stumbling forward and he twirls his blade smugly.

"Your not quite living up to your reputation Dark Knight, but I must admit you are quite..Flexible."

Is he flirting with me?!..Morrigan grits her teeth, stealing a glance at the unpleasant face of her Queen, Fine, she wants me to fight in a fucking dress..A loud tare echos around the hall as she rips the top of the fabric, it splits at the front showing an excessive amount of upper thigh, I should be able to move quicker now..Green eyes slide back to her Queen and she blushes noting the woman staring intently at naked skin, Okay its getting weird again..She spins on her heels and finds him also staring at her exposed skin.

"Are you just going to stand there drooling all night or are we going to finish?!"

"Apologies but when a beautiful lady bares her legs, one can't help but admire them."

The Queen frowns deeply, the vein on her forehead protruding viciously.

"Lets just get on with it shall we?"

"Indeed."

He rushes forward, sword at the ready and Morrigan quickly flicks one of her stilettos at him. He raises his hands to block as she quickly kicks off her other and with great speed closes the gap between them. She slashes with her dagger but he dodges, attempting to return the attack. With greater maneuverability, she ducks and slashes at his lower left leg, slicing deeply. The man continues to advance and they waltz in deadly combat. She can sense him weakening, his reactions becoming sloppy as her blade cuts him at every turn. Just when she believes she has the upper hand, he ducks her attack and cuts her wrist deeply with his sword. She winces, the dagger slipping from her grasp and hand clutching at the gash on her forearm. He punches her in the face and chest until she crashes to the marble floor. Green eyes dart up and he quickly looms over her, sword at her throat and breathing heavily. Morrigan scans the mans body and focuses on the deep bleeding wound on the back of his leg, one swift kick will send him flat on his ass but I have to get this sword away first..She has an idea.

"Nice try Mi' lady but the best killer won.." He bends down, shifting the blade as he goes and laying one of his bloodied hands on the netting above her stomach. Morrigan freezes at the contact as his palm strokes the fabric and the furious Queen launches to her feet.

He quickly looks up and smirks.."Its a shame to waste so much potential, don't you agree your majesty?"

The Queen snarls her revolt while Morrigan shifts under the vicious blade, I cant see whats going on but I bet she's pissed. But thanks Queeny, this is the opportunity I needed..The hand near her ear swiftly tugs the diamond earring, and with the stem, she forces it into his hand. He flinches and the blade at her throat pulls back momentarily. She wastes no time in plunging her heel into the mans injured leg. He howls in pain, falling backwards and the sword slips from his grasp.

Morrigan quickly rolls, picking up the blade and roughly forces the tip against the mans neck. Startled brown eyes stare up at her as she pushes the metal further into his throat, time to die!..

"Stop!"

Immediately the blade stills and Morrigans smile slips.

The Queen steps in, glaring down at the man.."Put him on his knees!"

Morrigan quickly grabs a mass of blond hair and drags the man to his knees with a hefty tug. She keeps the sword firmly at his throat, looking back up to her Queen for further instructions. The royal glares, her rage burning before a slender hand darts out, grabbing ahold of the serrated edge of the blade. Green eyes widen as bleeding olive skin presses the sword further into mans throat. He squirms and splutters, one hand darting to grab the Queens wrist and the other clawing uselessly at her dress.

Blood pours from his neck and mouth, pooling over the sword and coating the Queens hand. Morrigan stares unnerved, the fury and darkness in those eyes makes my skin crawl. Ive never seen her so angry, not even when I attacked Henry..The struggling under her lessens and the Queen leans in, whispering a silent statement in the mans ear. For a brief moment, wicked brown eyes refocus on Morrigan and she shivers at the danger stirring within dark orbs. The assassins head presses into her stomach, a gurgled groan escaping crimson lips before the Evil Queen levels her head to his, her smile maddening and with one final shove on the blade, he falls limp.

An eerie silence resounds throughout the chamber, no one daring to move until the Queen steps back and Morrigan releases her grip, letting the assassins body flop to the floor. Blood continues to pool from under him, his vacant brown eyes staring into nothingness, That was the most disturbing thing Ive ever witnessed..And Ive torn a man in two..She can hear her heart rapidly beating in her eardrums and feels a slight tremor in her hands.

The Queen abruptly spins, her voice booming throughout the hall.."EVERYONE GET OUT!"

Royalty and guards alike startle, shifting uncomfortably and remain unmoving until the seething Queen conjures a fireball.

"I SAID GET OUT!"

Quickly everyone scampers from the chamber, and not wanting to get a fireball to the face, Morrigan quickly slides around the assassins body and makes a B-line for the double doors, To hell with this..

"Oh Morrigan?"

Fucking, Shit, Crap, Balls! Can't I just go to bed, PLEASE!..Morrigan slowly turns, green eyes wide and alert.When she faces the Queen, she's surprised to see the fireball gone and the woman sat back on her throne type chair.

The royal glares, a bloodied hand reaching back and pulling the dagger out of the wood beside her head. She jabs the metal towards the seat beside her.."Sit!"

Morrigan cautiously heads for the chair, green eyes avoiding brown as she gently slides into the seat and stares ahead. Uncomfortable, she shifts her gaze, drawn to the slowly melting ice sculpture in the center of the table. The beautiful carving displays several horses galloping through water. Green eyes are memorized but there's a startling crunch next to her. Almost jumping out of her seat, wide eyes refocus on the leering Queen. The royals bloodied had squeezes the hilt of the dagger now embedded within the table and Morrigan's head slowly lowers, her gaze dipping to her slightly trembling hands in her lap, what have I done wrong now..Green eyes dart to the bloodied gash at her wrist and she places a quick hand over it, the son of a bitch cut me deep..

"You were sloppy tonight."

Frowning, Morrigan watches the Queen clean the blood off her hand, healing the wound on her palm as she goes, sloppy?! It was your idea to put me in a tight fitting dress and three inch heels!..

"I had it handled."

The royal frowns and Morrigans own anger seeps away as she looks back down sheepish.

"You will train with my Huntsman more frequently to better yourself."

"Yes my Queen."

Another long pause passes as Morrigan remains focused on her still bleeding wrist, can she wrap this up, or soon I'm gonna be as dead as that assassin over there..

The royals curious eyes slide to the blood seeping from between Morrigans fingers.."Your hurt."

"Its fine." It came out robotically and she pauses, cut it with the snippy remarks Morrigan..

The Queens lips purse, brown eyes narrow once more.."Give me your wrist!"

Morrigan looks up skeptically to the woman's expectant eyebrow and with a small sigh, she releases her bleeding wrist and places it on the table.

The Queen hovers her hand over the wound and a soft purple glow emits from her palm.."I see you didn't like my gift. It seems there's no pleasing you."

Morrigan startles, gift? What..She watches how the brown eyes flicker to her bloody and torn dress, I knew this was coming. Its not like I don't like it, its just impractical for saving her life from a deadly assassin that's all..She looks down at the dress guiltily and the Queens hand pulls back abruptly.

"I..I did but.."

The Queen raises a hand vexed and stares dangerously. Morrigan frowns deeply, I cant even explain myself without being punished! Its bullshit!..Green eyes quickly look elsewhere and she shifts her body away from the aggrieved Queen. There's a scrape of a chair behind her but she continues to sulk, its still bullshit even if I am punished..

There's a warm tingling on Morrigans shoulder sending an euphoric shiver down her spine, What..This..This isn't normal...I feel I need to just grab the nearest body and..Green eyes widen comically and immediately Morrigan launches to her feet, backing away from the table. The Queen follows her pace for pace, step for step with glowing purple eyes smiling at her. A playful grin tugs at purple painted lips and the woman releases an amused chuckle.

"You need to relax more dear, I was simply healing your shoulder."

You were doing a hell of a lot more than that! Quick make an excuse to leave before she..Her back bumps into a marble column but before she can move, the Queens closing the gap and trapping her.

"Now stay still.." The royal leans in, pressing their chests together and raising a glowing purple hand.."And let me finish."

The glowing hand hovers over Morrigans bloody skin and heals the mild wound. She gasps, the pooling heat between her thighs and tingling throughout her body makes her legs weak. A hand wraps around her waist and she flinches, pulling back and attempting to sink into the column behind her. Her breathing increases rapidly, her head dipping backwards as a small whimper echo's around them. Her panic increases, the Queens devilish smirk making her sweat while glowing purple eyes continue to stare.

Finally the wound on Morrigans shoulder closes and the magic slowly fades. She breathes rapidly, her head lulling forward to almost touch the Queens shoulder and her eyes slip shut, that was..how did she even?..Another deep chuckle and green eyes fly open as she quickly recoils from their close proximity. The Queens free hand grabs her chin softly, tilting her head to the side and exposing her neck. Delicate fingers brush against white skin, pushing several strands of ebony hair over Morrigans shoulder and her heart races, this feels right..but its so wrong! This is Regina but it isn't at the same time..Puffs of warm air ghost against her neck making her hairs stand on end.

"You look ravishing tonight my dear.."

The Queens tongue darts out, catching Morrigans earlobe and taking it into her mouth. The former bandit trembles, her legs struggling to keep her upright, she needs to stop..Morrigan attempts to pull away but is kept in place, purple lips slowly tracing kisses down her neck, around the collar and onto her jawline. She whimpers and the Queens head suddenly snaps back, purple eyes studying her intently. After a pause, a seductive smile curls onto the royals features and quickly the Queen closes the gap between them, brushing purple lips against red. Morrigan stares wanting whilst a slender hand slowly trails down her ribs to clutch the other side of her waist. She can feel the Queens magic slowly seeping into her, causing her own green eyes to shimmer a luminous purple. The royals focus suddenly darts to Morrigans torn dress and the regal woman pouts.

"Shame you don't like it, I guess conventional gifts will not suffice."

"I..like the dress.." Morrigans mind continues to fog, her impulses becoming more brash and dangerous, shes so beautiful..

The Queens smirk grows.."I seem to recall you saying you wanted to take this god damn dress off. Would you like me to assist my dear?"

Morrigans heart leaps into her mouth and she swallows harshly, eyes continuing to dart to the luscious purple lips centimeters from her own, I cant do this..but its what I want..isn't it?..

Seeing Morrigans hesitance, one of the Queens hands snakes from the woman's waist and slides in between trembling thighs.

At the sexual touch, Morrigan finally crashes their lips together, her hands frantically gripping arms covered in blue velvet. She feels the Queen push further into her as white teeth nip at her bottom lip demanding entry. She moans her acceptance and obeys, letting a tongue explore every crevice of her mouth and roughly entwine with her own. There's a harsh bite on her lower lip and she yelps, a hand roughly grabbing ebony hair and yanking her head to one side.

"Mine!"

The primal growl in Morrigans ear causes the pool between her legs to spread, her spine quivering in anticipation, I need her, I need this..The Queen wraps purple lips around her neck prompting a pleasurable and painful groan as white teeth mark pale flesh. A cool tongue soothingly licks damaged skin, the hand on Morrigans thigh slowly traveling to cup her dripping sex.

The royal grins, her mouth retracting to ghost over the tender mark left behind while cold air blows against the inflamed skin.

"I think its about time we get this horrid dress off don't you?"

Morrigan trembles and the royal chuckles, licking and latching onto the skin at the former bandits Jawline unperturbed.

Suddenly the doors to the royal hall burst open. Morrigan startles, broken from her trance and her eyes returning to their usual dark green. The Queen immediately feels the difference as Morrigan attempts to pull her body away and crosses her legs, blocking any further access. The royal snarls, a dangerous look in dark brown eyes as she slowly turns to face the intruder.

The pressure on Morrigans front retracts and the hands cupping her sex and waist fall away. Green eyes glass over as a man wearing a black hooded cloak rushes forward and bows.

"My Queen, I apologize for the sudden intrusion but I have urgent news about Snow Whites whereabouts."

The Queens interest is piqued as she slides her body from Morrigans, stepping forward with an unpleasant grimace.."Oh? And what might that be?"

Morrigan spots her window and slips around the back of the marble column while the royal is distracted, I have to get out of here..There's a sudden burning on her neck and a hand quickly darts up to cover the inflamed love bite. Her glassy green eyes refocus on the open doors not far away as she waits in the shadows for her chance at escape.

"Our scouts have reported that a small village in the south east is expecting to have a visit from the White Queen."

The Queens face twists in fury, dark eyes glaring at the cowardly messenger.."The usurping..She will not come into my kingdom and turn my people against me!"

As the Queen continues to ramble about her hatred for Snow White, Morrigan quickly and quietly glides forward and exits the hall without a sound. She hears the Queens angry voice booming from the room behind but all she can think about is how foolish, how selfish and how embarrassed she feels...