Here it is a bit of Merlin and Morgana's interactions. Hope you'll enjoy it. I really did while writting.

There was still a place where she could go. The magic creatures accompanied her until she reached the end of the forest, then they said good bye, but not before they told her to return whenever she felt like seeing them. Only a salamander – a black onyx like lizard with big eyes and quick feet - jumped on her shoulder, decided to accompany her in her journey. It reminded her so much of Aithusa. Just that the guy was way much smaller and it was dark. She took it with her as a token of affection from the wood.

To her surprise, the witch still remembered the way, even if she'd only been there once. She stopped in front of the huge door, wondering if the one she expected to see was inside. It was the same room she'd been a night ago, but she knew little about the castle and about its inhabitants. Merlin she had known was the servant of Arthur, but she had the slightest idea what he was doing here. She didn't allow fear to change her decision. She was sure that was the room.

Morgana studied the room from the door, but to her surprise he was nowhere to be seen. She entered anyway. The chamber was lightened by the moon and by the few candles that hardly bore any sign of flame. She stopped in the middle of the chamber, unable to figure out if she should stay or go. But she didn't want to return to those awful women.

"What are you doing here?" Merlin enquired as he noticed her presence. He'd fallen asleep as soon as he'd arrived. He had needed all his energy to return. He'd only cleaned his wound and applied a spell on them, then he'd allowed himself to have some sleep. He hadn't wanted to disturb the physician in the middle of the night. He'd been hurt before and somehow he'd managed to survive. He would go the morning. Yet there was another type of wound that any of his physicians couldn't heal. So, he was surprised to hear someone enter his chambers. And he'd never expected that person to be Morgana.

He took her by surprise. The witch hadn't considered looking carefully at the bed. It took her a while to be able to say something intelligible. Then fury started to bubble inside her as she realized he would have an entire room for himself while she was forced to share the room with so many other women. He tried to explain that it was only for a while and she would be able to own a house pretty soon, but she didn't want to listen. She declared that she wouldn't go back and he would have to share the chamber with her. If she had to share, he would have to share as well.

As she thought better, Morgana realized that it was the most stupid idea that had ever crossed her mind, but as Merlin insisted that she had to leave, the witch was decided to carry on with that stupid idea.

Merlin only wanted to be alone. It was the worse time for having a debate with her. He was hurt –both physically and morally- and even if he wouldn't have, he couldn't allow her to stay there. He was the king and every of his action should be thoroughly thought as it could send a wrong message to the people. It wasn't that he bothered having to share his room with someone, but he didn't want it to cause misunderstanding and gossip.

"We'll talk tomorrow." He tried to send her away. "And no, I'm not going to share the room with you no matter what you think or say. It's no fair for the other people. What make you think you are special? Since you came here, you've only caused conflicts and misunderstandings. You refuse to help. You not even have a job. And now, you want the best chamber in the castle. If you really want this chamber you will have to prove me that you deserve it while others don't. Till then, good night, Morgana! And by tomorrow you better decide what you want to do with your life."

She was taken aback by his words. He was as cruel as everyone else. She gently caressed the little salamander. She didn't need Merlin. She wasn't alone. She still had that little thing. She would prove Merlin who she was and that day she would have a better position that he had. Though, she couldn't make out how he'd managed to be so "important" in the castle.

"If I have to decide for a job, I want the same job as you." She uttered, unaware of what that might mean. No matter what he was doing, Morgana knew that she could do it better. Merlin laughed.

"I don't doubt you do. However, there's already taken." She was furious. "Unless….."

"What? I will do anything?" Morgana was aware that it was stupid to fight for a job she had the slightest idea what it meant.

"There's a feminine equivalent for it, but you don't really want to know."

"I do." She declared certainly unprepared for the answer.

"Unless, you marry me." Her face was precious. In fact, his wounds didn't hurt so bad anymore. This all situation had become quite funny.

"Are you proposing me? Because I will never do that for a stupid job, whatever it means." The witch threw at him. Merlin laughed again.

"In fact, it was a challenge. I will only marry the girl that will prove worthy of being by my side. You haven't convinced me till now that you might have the tiniest chance."

"You stupid arrogant peacock." She said as she left the room.

"I think you do have a chance if you want. Just…stop fighting against everybody." The salamander spoke. She hadn't had the slightest idea her friend was capable of something like that. "What do you think about teaching the children? You've been a noble. You must know a lot of useful things. Or taking care of the sick ones…you've always been good at healing spells." The salamander went on suggesting. "Just try it. You would love it. Plus, the king would be impressed."

"I don't care what the king thinks."

"Well, it wasn't I who stormed in the king's chambers and demanded him to share his room with me, was I?" Morgana watched her friend flabbergasted. She took a glance towards the door, then back to her friend.

"Emrys?" She asked as she took another glance towards the door.

"It has taken you a while to figure out."