A/N so yeah another chappie YAY! VERY IMPORTANT MESSAGE!:

I am writing these 2 fics for the musical, "Wicked" because I stupidly forgot it's hard to write more than 1 story at a time, (I should have remembered how hard it was to do from the time I was writing "The King and the Warlock" and this story at the same time) SO DO NOT EXPECT UPDATES ALL THAT OFTEN. ONCE AGAIN I am NOT NOT NOT NOT giving up on this, i just won't update as quickly. hopefully not as long of waits as last time. (Sorry about that again) Soooooo. Yeah. Enjoy. Oooooooo lucky you, you get to read from Arthur's POV today! YAY!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN MERLIN! I do however own candy I got from Halloween. Last year. Lovely…. O crap! My sister ate it…. Never mind….

Chapter 9: Secrets and Lies

Arthur

Arthur wasn't an idiot. He knew Merlin was up to something. He just didn't know what he was up to. He only knew that everyday Merlin came in, did all his chores in a rush, then ran right out, saying he had to do some work for Gaius. Every day. Sure, the physician was old, but he got around fine before Merlin came, and as far as Arthur knew there wasn't some deadly sickness spreading through the kingdom. Could it be possible Merlin was seeing a girl?

Arthur almost laughed out loud! As if Merlin could get a girl! But that still didn't explain where he was always disappearing too. So Arthur decided to get to the bottom of what his servant was up too.

"Sorry, I have more work to do for Gaius today."

"Is there some sort of deadly illness spreading through the kingdom that causes all who acquire it to die instantly that I don't know about?" Arthur asked, watching Merlin's reaction

"Ah… Yes. I causes you to… break out in hives that spread into the heart and stop it from beating. Ever again."

"Oh really?" Arthur asked sarcastically.

"Yes. Really."

Arthur dismissed him then, and Merlin left. Arthur waited until he saw him leave the castle out the window. Then followed him outside. Arthur was going to find out what Merlin was up to.

He had been walking for nearly an hour though the wood, following a trail Merlin had made. It would be quite simple to learn of Merlin's whereabouts, even if he hadn't been a prince who had learned how to track ever since he could walk. He stealthily walked through the underbrush, making sure Merlin, only a couple dozen paces in front of him, did not hear him.

They had been walking about an hour when Arthur saw Merlin step through a clearing; Arthur followed and hid behind a tree. Slowly he looked around to see what Merlin was doing…

No. Impossible. He thought. But then again, it looked so real. It is. Arthur decided.

Merlin was talking to a girl.

The girl was Morgana.

Morgana was alive, and safe.

Why was she here, with Merlin?

He listened closely, hoping to hear their conversation.

"Are you cold?" Merlin asked, "I can relight the fire if you want."

"No." Morgana said looking at the fireplace, with an odd glint in her eyes that Arthur had never seen before, "I can do it."

What is she talking about? Arthur wondered. For once the crown prince did not know what to think. He was utterly, and completely confused. Part of him wanted to jump out from behind the tree and demand what was going on, another part reminded him to stay put, and possibly if he just waited he would learn the truth.

He went with the later. And instantly wished he had not been witness to what he saw.

Morgana stretched her hand out to the fire and said something in a strange tongue unknown to Arthur. Instantly the logs in the fire pit caught light, and large flames licked into the air.

Magic.

Morgana was a sorceress.

After the initial shock passed, Arthur couldn't help think that it made sense, the way she was always against Uthur's hatred of magic, how she went out of her way to protect the druid boy, Mordred. The nightmares she suffered from, could they be part of her powers?

Suddenly the idea of Morgana having magic, and visions seemed too strange to think about. It was almost as bizarre as Merlin being a powerful sorcerer! Instead of thinking he turned back to the conversation that was taking place between the two. Merlin had just said something Arthur could not hear, but he didn't need to have heard anyway.

"Never!" Morgana yelled, jumping up and pacing around the fire, "I don't ever want to go back to Camelot, where I have to hide what I am, or be afraid of being killed for things I cannot control! I didn't ask to be born with magic, but now that I know I have it, and how to use it, it will not be my destiny to be one of Uthur's victims in his war against magic! I will not go back, and that's final, Merlin!" Morgana snarled, and Arthur could bet she was glaring at Merlin now. But something didn't seem right. Morgana had said she was born with magic, but his father had always said that sorcerers had taught themselves how to use magic. Was Morgana an exception? Or were all people with magic had it given to them at birth?

"So you're going to sit in the woods for the rest of your life? Morgana, I know you can, but I don't know if I can help you anymore! Arthur is starting to suspect me, I can tell, and Gaius knows I'm up to something, but hasn't said anything, yet." Merlin said, and it was surprising to Arthur to see that the two talked to each other as equals, not as a servant and the Kings Ward. Merlin continued, "I know you're frightened of being caught, but you know how to control your powers now. You don't think I'm not afraid of being found out myself? It's a risk I have to take."

"Because it's your destiny!" Morgana yelled back, "as far as I know, I don't have a destiny that involves me saving Arthurs life!"

What! Arthur thought, and that seemed to be the only thing his mind could comprehend. From what Morgana was saying, it sounded like Merlin the most complete and utter idiot Arthur had ever known, the Merlin, was a sorcerer that was saving his life without Arthur knowing a thing! WHAT!

In total shock Arthur turned to look back at the conversation that was taking place between the two magic users, in time to see Merlin make a log float from the pile by the fire pit into the flames. "You may be right," he was saying, "But I'm worried Morgause will try something, she may try to attack Camelot again, she won't give up that easily, and I know she must be up to something even as we speak. And when the time comes I'll need your help, Morgana."

Arthur tuned back, not caring what Morganas response would be. Secrets. Secrets and lies were what he had been fed for who knows how long, not only from Merlin and Morgana, but also from his own father as well. He was always taught sorcery was evil as well as those who practiced it. Now, he wasn't sure. Morgana and Merlin seemed the opposite of evil.

Morgause

Morgause was on top of a hill overlooking Camelot. Beware Uthur Pendragon. The time has come for you to die, and magic to return. She thought, her now emerald eyes glinting wickedly, and her now raven black hair glinting in the few strands of light peeking out of the clouds. Morgause is no more. From this day forth, I am now, Morgana le Fey.

For Morgause decided that, if you are going to destroy something great, the satisfaction increased if she to destroyed her sisters good name at the same time.

Next Chapter: Morgana le Fey

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