Merlin woke up in the middle of the night feeling a familiar surge of power go through him.
He groaned as he sat up why was he not surprised Morgana had been smirking way too much lately. He pushed himself up and made his way quietly to the main chambers grabbing the 6th century equivalent to Benadryl and drinking the proper portions before making his way back to bed. Whatever it was he would deal with it in the morning.
Morgana took one last glance at the well before pulling her hood up and hurrying to her chambers.
"It's done."