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Chapter 7: Learning

Morgana

"Morgana. Morgana wake up."

Morgana stirred in her sleep, what was shaking her shoulder and saying her name? God, she was tiered, without thinking she grabbed her pillow and threw it at the annoying voice.

"Nice try, but you still have to get up. Do you want to learn magic or not?" Merlin's amused voice came though the think hazy fog her brain was in.

Slowly Morgana opened her eyes. The morning was barely upon the world, so that everything was bathed in a silvery light. She rose up and Merlin placed a bundle of food by her side.

"Meet me by the river once you're finished eating." Merlin said, walking to the mouth of the cave.

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A few minutes later, and Morgana had run down the path to where Merlin was waiting. He held a leather bound book in one hand, and when her saw he broke out in a huge grin that Merlin was only capable of.

"So, are you ready to learn how to use your magic?" he asked.

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"Well, that was certainly better than last time." Merlin said, attempting to beat out the fire that had started in a clump of bushes, instead of in a small fire pit.

"If by that you mean less than extremely horrible, then yes, it is!" Morgana snapped, crossing her arms and glaring at the ground, as if it was the reason she had failed to create a fire.

"Don't worry, you just need to practice." He paused, "And maybe it might help if you point at the fire pit next time. You'll get it, when I try new spells I never-"

"Get them right the first couple of times, I know!" Morgana finished, her emerald eyes flashing, "But I have been trying this one spell for over two hours!"

"It's alright, Morgana." Merlin said calmly, "You'll learn this spell. You just need to be calm."

"But how am I supposed to be calm when every time I try a spell I get it wrong?" Morgana asked, full of despair.

"Here" Merlin said, walking over to stand in front of her. "Close your eyes." He whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her face. Morgana shivered, even though it was a warm summer day and she did not feel cold. "Take deep breaths." Merlin went on, and Morgana did so.

Merlin placed his hand on her forehead and muttered a quick spell.

Serenity washed over her. Seeping into her, and filling her with absolute calmness.

Merlin's voice came again, "Are you ready now?" he whispered.

"Yes." She said opening her eyes.

"Now say, 'fyriena,'"Merlin instructed, "and don't forget to point your hand towards the fire pit this time."

Morgana smirked, then she raised her hand towards the fire and shouted, "Fyriena!"

Instantly the logs in the fire pit caught alight and the fire roared up into the sky.

"I did it!" Morgana yelled, very pleased with herself. Then on an impulse she threw her arms around Merlin, who, not expecting the change in balance fell backward on the ground with Morgana on top of him. After a second of two, Morgana stammered, "I'm sorry! Are- are you alright?"

"I'm fine, don't even mention it." Said Merlin, his voice sounding huskily. He cleared his throat.

"Oh, uh, I'll get off you now." Morgana said, blushing.

"Uh, right."

Once she was on her feet, Morgana blushed again, staring at the ground. After a few seconds she said, "So let's move on to another spell, shall we?" Morgana grabbed the book and flipped it to a random page, Transformation Spells it said on the top. She flipped to the next page, Lightning Spells. "Let's start with this."

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Merlin

Hours had passed, and the sun was setting. Merlin was walking over to put his magic book on a ledge, when he tripped over Morganas pack, sending the contents spilling everywhere.

Merlin cursed under his breath, picking up various objects and putting them back in to the bag. Suddenly, something caught his eye. He picked it up.

It was a small, polished ruby twice the size on his fingernail, on a sliver chain. Carefully, he picked it up; he had seen something like this before. In his book.

He quickly opened the book, flipping through the pages, until he found the page. It had a picture resembling the object he now held, and it read,

A charm used for methods of infiltration, used when the holder of the opposite stone seeks the holder of the other by though the stone they possess, and then the first holder can see what the second is doing at that very moment. A charm of….

Merlin stopped reading. The charm had come from Morgause he was sure. But how did Morgana get it? Was it possible that the whole story was made up? That her memories that Merlin had seen were not real?

She used me. Merlin thought. This was just all a big plan to find out about the defenses of the castle or something. She never changed.

Suddenly, he heard Morganas footsteps. Angrily, Merlin closed his book and waited for her to come.

Morgana

Morgana walked up the path to the cave, braiding her hair as she walked, when she got to the cave mouth she stopped short.

Merlin was crouched by her bag, some contents spilling out around him. He seemed to be examining something in his hand, and his magic book lay open in front of him.

He seemed to acknowledge her presence then, and slowly he stood and turned around to face her.

Morgana stared in shock. His face was contorted with anger and sadness, but one emotion seemed to stand out from them all. Betrayal.

Morgana walked over to him quickly, wondering what was wrong. They stood there in the middle of the cave for a few seconds until Merlin slowly opened his hand to reveal a glowing red jewel.

Merlin spoke, his voice deathly quiet, "What is this?"

"I don't know." Morgana answered.

"Yet, I found it, with your things." Merlin went on, staring at the stone in his hand.

"I already told you, Merlin, I've never seen it before." Morgana explained.

"How am I supposed to believe that when this," he said, holding up the jewel, "Is a charm to scry the holder of the other charm, and I know how has the other one!" Merlin yelled, then he paused, taking a shaky breath, "Morgause."

Morganas eyes grew wide. Morgause must have planted it in her pack the night she escaped, it was the only option. "No, Merlin please! You must believe me!" she was begging, why was she begging? She had never begged, she had only shot out evil words, so why was she begging, better yet why was she begging to a servant? She pushed that thought to the back of her mind. "Search my memories! You said that before, you knew you could trust me because of my memories! Search them again, and I know you will understand I'm telling the truth!"

"They were all an act, I'm sure." Merlin said, turning to the wall of the cave, his back to her. "And to think," He said bitterly, "That I thought you actually changed. How foolish was I?" he laughed darkly and without humor.

"Merlin. Merlin, please!" Morgana whispered, reaching out to touch is shoulder lightly, but he flinched and shouted

"Just go! Laugh with Morgause about how you actually made me believe-" He paused, and shook his head, muttering, "But I guess that doesn't matter. Just. Go. Leave."

"Turn around and face me." Morgana said, and Merlin did so. They stood there, face to face for a few seconds. Morgana could feel his breath on her face, ragged, and hot. When he spoke to her, his voice was broken and defeated, but still had malice in it.

"I thought we were on the same side, and to think, I trusted you. I guess I was wrong."

"We are on the same side, and you can trust me. That charm isn't mine."

"I want to believe you, I can't though, you have lied plenty of other times Morgana, and –I"

Morgana acted on an impulse, a crazy, heat of the moment act, that when she did it, she still had no idea why she did it. She grabbed the back of Merlin neck, pulling his face down to hers, and kissed him, cutting off his words. Merlin drew back slightly out of shock, but Morgana pulled him closer. Slowly, Merlin placed his arms around her waist and kissed her back. Morgana tangled her fingers in his black hair. After several more seconds they finally broke apart and Merlin muttered breathlessly, "you swear to me that you are telling the truth, look me in the eyes, and day it again."

"It's not mine, it never was," Morgana explained, "The day I left, Morgause drugged me, she put something in my drink, I never saw her do it. She must've done the same, placing the charm in my pack, and I believe she has been spying on us ever since." Morgana shivered, "What are we going to do with it, who knows how much she saw?"

"I can destroy it." Merlin said.

Morgause

Morgause, miles and miles away, watched, as Emrys, the Emrys, took the charm she had oh, so carefully in her sister's pack, and took it over to the fire and with a very powerful spell, threw it into the flames.

Then her crystal went dark. The other had been destroyed.

Morgause, for a minute, was overcome with anger. So her sister had found Emrys of all people, and was his ally? Better yet, she was learning her powers, soon she would find out how powerful she was. And sooner or later, she would go back to Uthur and tell him everything Morgause had worked so hard for would be destroyed. She couldn't let that happen.

Morgause smiled to herself. She would just have to make sure that Morgana never stepped foot in Camelot, but there was no way she could attack her sister again, no, she knew how to use her gifts somewhat, and she had Emrys there, protecting her. She would have to be more sneaky, more clever. Yes, there was a way, and with it, she could have the power to do more than get inside information, she could destroy Camelot, burn it to the ground.

Next Chapter: The Transformation

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