Merlin's eyes flashed white as memories flashed before his eyes. He looked around to see himself in a room. It was dark with only one light. He and looked around to see Morgana dressed in a black dress. She was holding a knife to someone's throat. The man was being held with his hands tied up in the air by a rope. Merlin walked forward noticing they couldn't see him. This must be a vision or a dream. He walked further to see it was him hanging from a rope.

Morgana holds up a medallion with a snake-tree on it and incants a spell. Morgana's eyes glow and she casts the medallion in the flames. A hiss rises out of the metal bowl as the flames disappear. The snake-tree has come to life. Morgana smiles. "I take it you've never met a Fomorroh before."

The Fomorroh hisses and Morgana giggles evilly. "Aw, he's a little grumpy. He's not used to being out in the light. No, my friend, I've called you from your depths for a very good reason." Morgana takes a dagger and slices off one of the Fomorroh's heads. It writhes, still alive, and another head grows back on the main body.

Merlin looks on, unsettled at the situation and wondered why was she doing this to him.

" Fomorroh are creatures of dark magic. Even if you cut off their heads, you cannot kill them. Another will just grow in its place."

Merlin glares at Morgana, dreading what's coming.

"If I can't find Emrys then I will do the next best thing," Morgana smiled evilly. "I have a mission and you will do as I say. I want you to kill Uther Pendragon.

"What makes you think I would listen to you," Merlin said wiggling on the rope.

"You will have no choice to listen to it." She grabs her knife and jabs the tip into Merlin's neck as she slides the snake in.

He screams as he hangs from the rope. The vision disappears. Merlin is frightened by what he saw. Another vision shows himself standing in Uther's room and beside the sleeping King.

Merlin gulped wondering why he was having these terribly visions. He walked closer and noticed the king awoke and the Merlin by the king his eyes flashed.

Uther reached for the sword, but stopped midway and sat up staring straight ahead. Uther tried to seem to speak, but couldn't.

"Hello Uther," Emrys glared at the King in hatred. "During the great purge, you had killed hundreds of sorceries, but not only a sorcerer… you also killed my father. He was a Warlock?"

Uther's eyes widened then it was filled with anger.

Emrys gave Uther him an unsettling grin. "It's a shame that your only daughter, Morgana betrayed you. She hates you. Hates you for killing innocent people and if it wasn't for her hypnotizing me, I wouldn't be able to do this." Merlin took Uther's sword and picked it up.

Uther's eyes widened.

Merlin that was seeing the visions was panicking. He walked over to grab the sword from himself, but his hand went right through the image.

"Many sorceries died during the great purge because of you, Uther Pendragon, and the only way for Mother Nature to get that balance back was to give that magic to someone," Merlin said, staring at the sword in his hand. "It gave it to me. I am not a sorcerer, I am a warlock and you made me what I am today, Uther Pendragon."

Uther shook his head trying to move once again.

"It is true. A person cannot choose magic, it chooses you. It has always been that way. The prophecies have spoken of it. Emrys is here, he will bring peace to Albion, and that man is me. Not only that, your son will be right beside me helping me restore magic. You cannot stop fate." Merlin raised the sword over Uther's chest and…

"Noo." Merlin stood there with tears coming down his face as he watched Emrys slay the king. He left the sword in Arthur's father and walked away like nothing happened.

Merlin began to panic. "No, this can't be real…this can't be real."

Another vision past and Merlin was now standing in Camelot's castle. Merlin looked around and noticed he was in the throne room.

Morgana smiled evilly at a cloak man dressed in black that stood before her. "I like this new you." She rubbed her hands across his chest as he pulled her close for a kiss.

Merlin gulped and wondered who was the man she was kissing. He walked around them and gasped realizing it was him self. It was Emrys and he looked much older and a little sinister.

"Make love to me," the words spilling out of Morgana's mouth as Emrys placed kisses down her neck.

Merlin choked as he watched Morgana pulling him closer.

"That makes two of us, my love." He looped her arms around his neck and crushed her lips to his. He pushed her back against the bed as he straddled her.

Merlin's face turned beat red as she moaned. Morgana eyes blazed yellow as the clothes on their very body disappeared leaving them naked. Merlin's eyes widened as he watched his future self-dip forward and placed kisses on her breast then with a swift thrust he was fully embedded in her body.

"Oh," Morgana moaned.

Merlin couldn't keep his eyes away as his future self ravaged her body. If he didn't look away, his mind was going to be warped. He closed his eyes wondering when this will end.

He turned away and was lost and mind boggled by the events he saw. He opened his eyes again to notice he was standing at the throne room. He saw Morgana and Emrys dressed in black, sitting on the throne of Camelot. Arthur was kneeling on the floor beside them. The look on his face was filled with anger.

"How could you do this, to me. I'm your brother," Arthur said to his sister.

"If I wanted you to speak brother I would have said so," Morgana said slapping her brother in the face.

Arthur hissed angry. "And you, my so called friend. I will never forgive you for killing my father," Arthur said spitting on Merlin's shoe.

"I don't go by Merlin anymore. You know that. I go my Emrys." He stood and helped a very pregnant Morgana stand.

Merlin gasped.

"You should be happy, brother. You're going to be an uncle," Morgana said rubbing her tummy.

Emrys smiled and kissed her cheek.

Arthur glared at them disgusted. He eyed Gwaine that was on his knees as well. His hands chained. Arthur looked down and saw a knife.

Merlin watched from the side as Arthur somehow got the chains off his hand and tossed the knife at Emrys.

Morgana turned and her eyes flashed yellow as the knife stopped an inch from Emrys.

Arthur grabbed the sword from the nearest guard and swung.

"Big mistake, brother." Morgana tossed the sword toward him and Merlin gasped with wide eyes as the sword pierced Arthur's stomach.

"Nooo." Gwaine said trying to get up.

Arthur fell to the ground and Emrys stood there shocked then he turned toward Morgana. "What did you do?" He yelled.

"It was met for him to die. It was going to happen one way or another," Morgana said.

"He was never supposed to die. He was my friend," Emrys shouted. He ran toward the fallen Arthur and pulled the sword out of his stomach. "I'm sorry…so sorry." Emrys cried with tears streaking his face.

Merlin watched heartbroken. He even felt Arthur took his last breath. This can't be real.

Emrys stood and his eyes flashed as yellow as Morgana was yanked forward and Emrys held her by her neck. "You killed him?" he shouted.

"You can't stop fate. It was met to happen," Morgana said struggling.

"No, it was you. You did this to me. You took everything away that I loved," Emrys shouted with fury.

Merlin stood frozen at the vision in front of him. The guards around the room didn't dare move or said anything. They were all afraid of Emrys. Gwaine was still on his knees morning Arthur.

Emrys was squeezing the life out of Morgana. Her face was turning purple. Why wasn't anyone stopping him? Morgana was pregnant and carrying his child. Didn't he know that? Was he filled with such rage he was blinded by it?

Merlin watched heartbroken as Gwaine finally spoke up and tried to get Emrys to stop, but it was too late. Merlin heard a crack and Morgana fell to the floor dead.

The vision ended with Emrys falling to his knees crying then the memory disappeared. Merlin took a deep breath and opened his eyes. His vision was blurring and he heard his voice.

"Merlin, Merlin… are you okay?" Arthur said.

Merlin rubbed his head and blinked and he saw his friend. "Arthur!" Merlin sat up and hugged him. "You're okay."

Arthur glared at him and realized how many people were around him. He pulled away from Merlin. "Of course I'm okay. What's wrong with you."

Merlin looked around to see Gaius, Gwaine, Gwen and Morgana staring at him. "Sorry, I had a bad…dream." He shivered.

"I think Merlin should rest for awhile," Gaius said.

"Glad to see you're okay," Gwaine asked.

"Thanks," Merlin said.

Everyone left and Morgana moved forward and sat on the edge of the bed. "I'm glad your okay… I had bad dreamed too," Morgana whispered.

Merlin hoped it wasn't the same dream he had.

"Morgana we best be going so Merlin can rest," Arthur said.

Morgana sighed. She leaned forward and kissed Merlin's cheek. She smiled and left with Arthur, but not before the prince gave him a dirty look. Gaius closed the door and glared at him.

"What was that about? Gaius asked.

"Nothing." Merlin said.

"What was your dream about?"

"Well, I had visions. I think that Impostor gave me it and… oh god." Merlin just realized what the whole thing was about.

"What is it?" Gaius said.

"I just realized that man walking as Emrys was no impostor," Merlin said afraid. "I think it is I."

Gaius eyes widened. "What are you talking about?"

"The dream he gave me. It was I. It showed visions of a future. A forthcoming of me becoming… evil."

"I don't belive that. You would never turn evil. Your heart is full of good," Gaius said.

"True, but not if someone possessed me," Merlin said.

"Possessed?"

Merlin nodded. "I had visions. I think it was the future. One was a vision of Morgana…she turned evil," Merlin said fiddling with his hands.

"What happened?" Gaius said.

"She captured me and possessed me. She made me kill… someone," Merlin gulped.

Gaius eyes widened. "Who?"

Merlin cleared his throat. "Uther."

"My God." Gaius stared at him. "What happened afterwards?"

"It went all down to hell then. I was evil. I helped her take the throne of Camelot. Me and her ruled and she… she killed Arthur," Merlin said shaking.

"Merlin, it could have been just a dream or something the impostor implanted in your head to trick you," Gaius said.

"I don't know Gaius. I felt everything the impostor felt. I felt his anger when Arthur died and the pain when I killed…"

Gaius gaped at him. "Who?"

"Morgana," Merlin sobbed. "And she was pregnant."

Gaius eyes widened. "You mean you and her."

"Gaius!"

"Sorry," Gaius patted Merlin on the back. "It was just a dream. Nothing bad is going to happen."

"What if it's not a dream? What if my visions from the future were real? What if Morgana turns evil? What if she is pregnant with my… future self? Oh God." Merlin placed his hand over his face.

"It's inpossible."

"But could be," Merlin said.

Gaius sighed defeated. "Possible. If we could find a way to get her memories back we could find out."

"This is all a very bad nightmare. Maybe I should talk to the Great Dragon. Maybe he can help," Merlin said.

"I don't think now would be a good time," Gaius said.

"Why not?"

"Uther is persisting on finding Emrys and will stop at nothing to find him. He's hired bounty hunters and placed a price on his head."

"Great!" Merlin said, rolling his eyes. "What else?"

"Uther thinks that…this impostor, might have gotten…Morgana pregnant."

"What else could happen to make my life worse?" Merlin groaned.

"You shouldn't have asked," Gaius said sighing.

Oh great. Now what. "What is it?"

"Uther has sent for a witch finder and the man is nothing like Aredian. This man makes him look like a fool. You should leave and come back later when he's gone."

"Oh no, not another one," Merlin said rubbing his head. "The last one almost got you burned at the stake and got me and Morgana almost exposed to reveal our magic."

"I know. That is why I'm persisting on you leaving for a while. Go visit your mother," Gaius said.

Merlin didn't know what do to. This was too much for him to take in. "I'm going to speak to the great dragon."

"You shouldn't it's too dangerous," Gaius said. "The witch finder will be here by nightfall."

"What's his name?"

"Zandrain. He hates sorcerer's as much as Uther does," Gaius said.

"I will go, but if Morgana gets into trouble I will coming back for her. I cannot let the future happen. Everything the prophecy spoke of goes again the visions I had," Merlin said. "I will visit Morgana first then leave."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine. Be safe," Merlin said giving Gaius a hug.

Gaius smiled. "You too. Your mother would be proud by the man you turned out to be."

Merlin nodded and prayed his mother and Gaius would think the same if his future turned out to be the vision he just had. "Thank you."

The flower fell from her hands and onto the floor. Morgana sat on the bed as the same man she saw in the forest was sitting beside her. Emrys crawled beside her and pulled her into his arms.

"Are you sure?" Emrys said.

"I'm sure. You showed me so much within the past year. You taught me how to forgive and learned me about my magic. You showed me what it's like to love," Morgana said placing her hand on his beating heart.

"We shouldn't. You're young and have the world at your feet," Emrys said looking away.

"No," Morgana gently touched his face making him face her. "I know what I want."

"The last… girl I met… It didn't end well."

"Ours won't be like that. I meant what I said earlier. I love you," Morgana pulled him closer. "Please." She kissed him gently and Emrys pulled her forward pulling her closer into his heated embrace.

Their mouths fought for dominance. His hands traced the curve of her breast then wondered lower and gripped her hips.

"Please...Emrys." She struggled. Morgana kissed his neck.

Emrys laid her down on the bed. Morgana closed her eyes.

"No." Emrys said. "I need, want to see those eyes."

Morgana glared at him with lust.

Emrys curled his arm around her torso and pulled her closer.

"Oh," escaped her mouth.

Emrys stopped.

"I'm fine, really," Morgana said pulling him closer.

Emrys gave a shallow thrust. "Oh, yes." Their bodies inclined together. Morgana made a soft throaty noise. Flesh upon flesh was slammed together. He drove himself to the hilt. Her legs wrapped around his hips needing more of him.

"You're so beautiful."

Morgana moaned as Emrys ravaged her. Morgana couldn't believe her brother's manservant was ravaging her.

"Say my name," Emrys said placing kisses on her neck.

Morgana's body was humming with bliss. It wasn't long when she was crying out his name.

"My..." Emrys gasped falling on her. "Lady."

"I can't feel my legs." Morgana whispered happy.

Emrys chuckled. "That could be a good thing."

Morgana awoke in a cold sweat. She sat up realizing someone was standing beside her. She turned. "Gwen."

"My Lady. Are you okay? You were… kind of screaming," Gwen said lowering her head.

"Screaming? What was I saying?" Morgana asked worried.

"Well, um… you were screaming… Emrys," Gwen whispered with red face.

Morgana opened her mouth then closed it. "You must not say anything to anyone about this… please."

Gwen nodded. "Do you want to talk about it? Do you remember what happen last year?"

"No, just bits and piece until now," Morgana said taking a deep breathe.

Gwen sat down. "That wasn't just a dream was it you just had."

"No, I think it was real. I think I truly did sleep with this man called Emrys," Morgana whispered. "I think I fell in love with him."

Gwen's eyes widened. "What are you going to do? People are saying he's a warlock. Uther has sent a bounty hunter to find him."

Morgana sighed angry.

"I don't know, but I need to find out why and how I lost my memory. I have to know why," Morgana said with tears coming down her face.

"It's going to be okay. If you need help with anything just ask. Have you told anything to your brother?" Gwen asked.
"No, not yet." Morgana began to wonder how it was possible for a man to know as Emrys to be even here. Merlin was Emrys, but in her dream, the man looked much older around his late twenties. That same man was the one that saved her from the goons.

There was a knock on the door. I'll get it." Gwen stood and opened the door. "Merlin, how are you?"

"Um, good. Can I come in?" Merlin asked.

"Sure." Gwen said shutting the door as he walked in.

Morgana walked in the room and smiled at Merlin. "Gwen can you leave us for a moment."

"Sure," Gwen said leaving the room.

Morgana took his hand as Gwen left. "We need to talk."

Arthur paced in his room annoyed that his father had posted two guards out in the hall. He needed to get out of her and find out what happened with Merlin and why his father lied to him all these years. Those memories were so real. There was no way it could be fake.

The door opened suddenly startling Arthur. He turned to see his father walked in. He crossed his arms and glared at him. "What do you want?"

Uther closed the door and took a step forward. "I have a lot to explain to you."

"Yes, you do. How did my mother die? Tell me the truth."

Uther sighed. "I think it's best if I started from the beginning."

"I have all day." Arthur said.

"This may sound strange, but I have dreamt of you," Morgana said looking away.

Merlin froze and his face began to redden. "What did you dream about?"

"I know it is strange to say, considering everything that has happened, but I have dreamt of Emrys, a man that has your eyes, much older and looks like the imposter," Morgana said. "It's confusing."

"What else did you see?" Emrys said.

Morgana looked away. "We were…um… kissing and…"

Merlin blushed realizing she must have had the same dream as him.

"Sorry Merlin. I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable," Morgana said noticing his face. "Did you have a dream too?"

"Well, um, ya. My was a lot of stuff going on."

"What stuff?" Morgana asked.

"Nothing," Merlin said. "I came here to tell you that I have to go away for awhile, but I will be back."

"Why are you leaving?" Morgana asked.

"Your father…" Merlin began to tell her about the witch finder when he heard Gwen open the door. He turned to see Uther stepping in. Damn.

Uther glared at him. "What are you doing in my daughter's room?"

"Just giving her sleeping drought, sire." Merlin stood. "Good day lady Morgana." Then he walked past Uther and stepped out into the room, relieved.

Arthur sat in his room. His mind wondered to the conversation he had with his father earlier.

"I know...what you did to my mother. I know you let her die," Arthur said. " You were so desperate for an heir, you were prepared to use magic."

" Did this Emrys tell you this? He's lying," Uther said.

"My mother is dead because of your selfishness and arrogance. Her blood is on your hands," Arthur spat.

" No. That's not true. I loved her."

"Lies. This is what fuels your hatred for those who practice magic. Rather than blame yourself for what you did, you blame them," Arthur said.

"You would believe a sorcerer's lies over the word of your own father? I can only think that this sorcerer has enchanted you," Uther said.

" You hunted his kind like animals! How many hundreds have you condemned to death to ease your guilt?" Arthur said angry.

" Those who practice magic will stop at nothing to destroy us! I have only done what is necessary to protect this kingdom!" Uther said.

"You speak of honor and nobility! You're nothing but a hypocrite and a liar!" Arthur said pointing a finger at him.

" I am your king, and your father. You will show me some respect!" Uther said loudly.

Arthur throws his gauntlet at Uther's feet. Anger fueled him.

"Have you lost your mind?" his father said.

"Pick it up," Arthur said.

"Arthur, I implore you, think about what you're doing," Uther said.

" Pick it up," Arthur hissed.

" I will not fight you," Uther said.

Arthur draws his sword. "If you choose not to defend yourself, I will strike you down where you stand."

"You are my son. You will not strike an unarmed man," Uther said surprised by his son's actions.

" I no longer think of myself as your son," Arthur said.

" Then strike me down," Uther said.

Arthur strikes, but Uther parries. "Stop this. I don't want to fight you," Uther said.

Arthur and Uther fight. Arthur disarms Uther, but stops suddenly as a familiar man appears. Arthur stands. "You."

Emrys stands before him glaring at Uther. " Arthur! Don't! I know you don't want to do this!"

" My mother is dead because of him!" Arthur said. "I saw it."

" True, but you wouldn't be here to day if she didn't die. It is true I dislike your father, but Killing your father won't bring her back. You've lost one parent. Do you really want to lose another?" Emrys said.

Uther stood glaring at the man dressed in black and blue. What he didn't understand was why was this sorcerer stopping Arthur from killing him. "Listen to him, Arthur."

"Put the sword down," Emrys said.

" You heard what my mother said! I saw her give birth then she died. I saw the war and the people he killed. After everything he has done, do you believe he deserves to live! He executes those who use magic, and yet he has used it himself!"

"The sorcerer is lying. He has plaqued your mind with deceits," Uther said.

"No," Emrys said taking a step forward. "Everything I showed you was true. In addition, I am not a sorcerer, King Uther. I am a Warlock and a dragon lord."

"Inpossible. All the warlocks are dead," Uther said.

Emrys eyes blazed yellow and Uther was tossed to the ground. "Due to the fact you drove my father away from never knowing me. He had been hiding out for years until recently when he… died. It is your fault," Emrys said taking a step forward.

Arthur stepped forward and held the sword at Emrys. "Stay back."

Emrys smirked. "I do not wish to hurt your father. I will not become a murder like him."

"Then why are you here?" Arthur said.

"To tell you the something. Killing your father would be the wrong choice. You'll turn out like him. Is that what you want, to become a murder?" Emrys asked.

Arthur glared at his father. "Why did you show me what you showed me? Was this a trick?"

"I showed you because you are the future king and you have to realize that killing people with magic is wrong. You have a destiny that is more important then this. You can change this and become something better then your father. A king that wants peace instead of enemies. A king that everyone loves."

" I loved your mother, son. There isn't a day passes that I don't wish that she were still alive. I could never have done anything to hurt her," Uther said lowering his head.

"He did love her Arthur," Emrys said taking a step back. "Become how your mother would want you to become." Emrys then disappeared leaving Arthur staring at him stunned. Then he turned to his father. He drops his sword and falls to his knee, slumping against his father's chair.

" My son, you mean more to me than...than anything," Uther said.

" I'm sorry. I'm sorry," Arthur said.

" You are not to blame," Uther hugged his him.

Arthur turned to see Merlin walk in.

"Are you okay, sire?"

"Yes, I'm fine," Arthur muttered. "Beside the fact Emrys was here."

"Emrys! What did he want?" Merlin asked.

"I'm not sure. I guess to gloat. He stopped me from…" Arthur looked away.

"From what?" Merlin asked.

"From slaying my… father."

"Wait, what?" Merlin said with wide eyes.

"Emrys implanted visions in my mind of my mother. Because of that, I almost killed my father. I think Emrys did this on purpose so I will kill my father. I cannot let this sorcerer plaque my mind," Arthur said annoyed.

Merlin sighed wondering if he should leave. If Emrys did save Arthur then maybe he still had time to fix things before Emrys ruined it all. He wasn't sure what to do.

"I know this is a bad to ask, but I am asking for a permission to leave for a week," Merlin said.

"To leave! What for?" Arthur asked.

"My mother is sick. I must see her." Merlin lied.

"Your not lying to be to go to the tavern, are you?" Arthur narrowed his eyes at him.

"Of course not," Merlin said. "I would never lie about anything like this."

Arthur sighed. "Fine, be back in a week or I'll find you myself."

"Of course sire," Merlin went to leave, but was yanked back by Arthur. "Merlin, I better not find you at the tavern." Arthur released him.

"You don't have to worry about that. I'll be far away from that place," Merlin said.

"Good."

Merlin sighed as he closed Arthur's door and walked down the hall.

Hours later

Morgana watches from her window. A horse stops and it reminds her of the Witch finder Aredian. She shudders as he gets out of carriage. He doesn't stare up at the window. He just walks inside as two guards escort him.

" Who is that?" Gwen asked.

" I don't know. We need to go and find out what's going on." Morgana walked out into the hall and saw Gaius. "Gaius, what's going on?"

"You don't know."

"Know what?" Morgana asked.

"Your father had another Witch finder come here," Gaius whispered.

"Oh no, please tell me this is a joke," Morgana said.

"I'm afraid not, my lady. We must go to the chamber," Gaius said.

"Where's Merlin?" Morgana asked.

"He had to leave. He will be back in a few days," Gaius said.

Morgana sighed. She understood why he had to leave, but what about her. What if the Witch finder finds out what she is? Will Merlin or will Emrys save her?

Morgana walked in just as her brother stepped beside her. "Are you okay, sister?"

"I'm fine," Morgana said rubbing her small belly.

Arthur eyed her noticing she was sad. He hoped she was okay. They stepped in and Uther was waiting for them. They took their seats by their father as the council walked in then the witch finder known as Zandrain walked in.

He was a tall man and was in his mid forties. He had jet-black hair and his clothes were made of red and black silk. He eyed Morgana carefully and she shivered at the stare.

"Zandrain, you finally made it. I was expecting you sooner," Uther said.

"Sorry, my sire. I had one last stop to make before making my appearance here tonight."

"Like wise," Uther said. "I need someone to find a sorcerer called Emrys."

Zandrain eyes widened then stared at Uther. "Did you say Emrys?"

"Yes, have you heard of this name before?" the King asked.

Gaius stood there nervously praying the man didn't know about the prophecy.

"Yes, I heard this from the druids. They have a prophecy based on this man known as Emrys. Surely you heard of the name, my sire."

"No, I only heard of rubbish stories that are far from the truth," Uther said.

"I can assure you my king that this story, that I tell you is no rubbish. Have you seen this Emrys face to face and saw his power?"

"Yes, many of us have. Where are you leading this too, Zandrain?" Uther ordered.

"If you saw this man's power then I'm afraid you won't be able to stop him," Zandrain said.

The crowd gasped and started to whisper.

"Silence," Uther said. "What do you mean?"

"Emrys is not a sorcerer, he's a Warlock. A Warlock is a creature of magic. A person born with magic and that is not taught. The Druids speak of him as the one prophesied to bring magic back to the world. And from knowledge, prophecies do not change."

"Lies," Uther declared. "There is no way a prophecy as crazy as that one is true."

"I'm am not lying, my sire," Zandrain said.

"Then proof to me what you say is true. Find me this Prophecy. Give me proof," Uther said.

"I'll give you something better then proof. I'll find Emrys and bring you too him," Zandrain said.

"How?" Uther asked. "If you say what is true then how will you capture him?"

Zandrain grinned. "That's a secret I best keep to myself, but my first task would be to interview a few of the people here in Camelot."

Morgana felt unease as the Witch finder looked around.

Uther nodded. "I want to know every person you talk to and want to know everything you find out."

"As you wish, my king." Zandrain smiled.

Morgana watched him leave and was relived. She had a bad feeling about all of this and wished Merlin was here.

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