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So here is the next chapter, and Morgause is making her return. I hope you like it.

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It was deep into the second watch, and Morgana found she could not sleep. She had been tossing and turning most of the night, running through her dream and the conversations she had had with both Merlin and Arthur that day. Trying to decide what to do, what would be best for her people. What course of action she should take now, what path to follow. But she had come up with no answers and she was tired. She was so tired in fact, she was tempted to take the vial of sleeping potion Merlin had brought her the previous evening. The one that sat where she had paced it on her dresser, untouched. But before she could pull herself from under her covers to collect it, a voice sounded in her mind.

"Sister, sister."

"Morgause? Where are you?" Morgana replied without thought, a smile appearing on her lips at hearing her sister's voice once more, even if it wasn't out loud.

"Follow my voice. It will guide you." Morgause responded, using her magic to infuse her words with the guiding spell. She had risked a lot to enter the castle that evening, but she needed to see Morgana. Needed to know how everything was going, if she had progressed further with their plan.

"I will." Morgana answered, pulling on her robe and tying it tight as she carefully, and silently made her way out of her room. The magic she felt guided her to a wing which was little used, in fact it was filled with broken furniture and other such useless things. As such she saw few guards on her journey, and those she did see she was more than capable of hiding from. They really were rather bad at protecting Camelot. All those who claimed to be its defenders had become far too lax in their duties. All apart from Merlin at any rate. And what was the world coming to when the most vigilant of them all was a servant? At that thought she remembered her dream where Arthur made him his first advisor. No, now was not the time to think about that. She was going to unite with her sister, and that was a far more pleasing thing to concentrate upon.

Morgana found Morgause in an empty room, the only light coming from the small ball of fire she had shining at her side.

"Sister." Morgause uttered with affection ad she took Morgana by the elbows and pulled her in to share a kiss on the cheek.

"Morgause, I am so glad to see you." Morgana replied realising as she said the words that they were nothing but the truth. She should have come to her sister sooner, should have called to her before now. Surely Morgause would help her sort through all that was going on in her mind.

"I know, I can feel your mind is troubled though. What it is dearest?" Morgause asked clasping Morgana's hands as she took a step back so that she could look into the younger lady's eyes.

"I…" Morgana tried to say, but found she couldn't find the words. They seemed to stick in her throat as she suddenly realised that she didn't want to tell Morgause all that had happened since they had last seen each other.

"Is it Merlin?" Morgause asked guessing that that was what was troubling Morgana the most. After all she hated the boy, and he would, by now, be acting in love with her. It was no doubt taking its toll on her mind. Though not for a second did Morgause question her actions. She knew Morgana was strong enough to overcome this inconvenience. And if not, well she would heal in time.

"Well yes, he is a big part…" Morgana replied turning her eyes from her sister and blushing slightly as she remembered the kiss they had shared in the woods. The enchantment was causing her to have a lot more physical contact with the man than she had considered when she had agreed with the plan, and she wasn't sure how her sister would feel about that. Whether she would respect her if she discovered what she was doing.

"You can tell me Morgana. I am your sister, you can tell me anything." Morgause cajoled, determined to get to the bottom of the problem. They needed the information the servant boy had.

"I know. What would I do without you?" Morgana replied smiling as she relaxed, realising that Morgause would not judge her for what she was having to do.

"You will never have to find out. Now tell me, what has that boy done? The enchantment is still in effect is it not?" Morgause asked her hands tightening suddenly at the idea that Merlin had somehow slipped out of their grasp. No that wasn't possible, the enchantment was the strongest she knew, and nothing could break it.

"It is. The bracelet is still around his wrist." Morgana nodded, remembering how she had seen it there earlier that day when he kissed her hand goodbye.

"Then what is it?" Morgause asked frowning now. If he was still enchanted, what problem was her sister encountering?

"I … my feelings… I am so confused." Morgana responded with a frustrated sigh as she pulled her hands out of her sisters and turned away from her. Not wanting to look into Morgause's eyes when she worked out what she was saying, not that Morgana truly knew what it was she was saying or feeling. There was too much.

"Ah, I believe I understand. The love you once held for him is returning is it not?" Morgause asked gently, smiling softly at the back of her sister. Because while she knew Morgana could see this as a problem, she herself was not concerned. Surely if she had feelings for the boy, it would make what she was doing the easier.

"No." Morgana snapped as she turned to glare at her sister, Morgause having to wipe the slightly condescending smile off her face quickly so that she would not see it.

"You don't have to lie to me, and you should never lie to yourself." She stated serenely. She wanted her sister to accept that she cared for Merlin, to get him out of her system so she could let go of the hate. Then maybe she could focus her mind on their goals, rather than being led by emotions.

"I don't know. I don't want it to, he tried to kill me. I want to hate him… but being around him…" Morgana trailed off at that as she realised what she was saying. What she was confessing to. What it was that stirred whenever she was close to the man. What had stirred when she had dreamed him looking at her with complete love and devotion.

"It is okay to care Morgana. There is nothing wrong with how you feel." Morgause explained with a calm smile.

"He is the enemy. There is everything wrong with it." Morgana snapped back. Why was her sister not more concerned by this development? How could she care for someone who had no choice but to love her? Because she knew that the real Merlin, the un-enchanted Merlin, would never love her. He had killed her without a second thought to save his beloved Arthur. There was no way he could ever care for her after what she had done, at what she was still doing. When the spell was released he would hate her just as she had him, and for the first time she felt real fear at the idea. Scared of the time when Merlin would be released from the spell and he would look at her with hate and betrayal in his eyes. Oh goddess have mercy.

"And yet he is not now. Presently he gives you his heart. You are free to return that feeling if you so wish. None will hold it against you to take the pleasure you desire. Certainly not I." Morgause replied unaware of the sudden turn her sisters mind had taken. She herself took the pleasures of the flesh with Cenred after all, why could her sister not do the same with her serving boy? They did not live by the rules of the nobility or society, they lived outside them, and they were better than them.

Morgana didn't know what to do with those words. How to take them or even try to understand what her sister was implying. Therefore she decided it was time to change the topic of conversation away from her maybe feelings for Merlin and towards the thing that had been troubling her the most.

"There is something else." She said quietly, not sure how to tell her sister what she had seen, or what had happened that day. Still not sure she truly wanted Morgause to know it all. Her magic was still telling her that the dream was meant for her, and not her sister.

"Yes?" Morgause asked urging her on.

"I… I had a dream." Morgana said, but not elaborating. She wanted to know why she could dream while wearing the bracelet her sister had given her. The one thing that had stopped all the others. Why had she seen this one?

"A dream? Tell me sister, what did you see?" Morgause asked, grabbing Morgana's hands once more as excitement came in her voice and her eyes gleamed in the firelight.

"I saw… I saw a time when Arthur is king. Why did I see it? Surely my bracelet-" Morgana replied trying to direct the conversation to what she wanted to know, rather than what her sister did.

"Some things are too strong for even its magic to keep from you. Those are the things that the goddess we serve needs you to see. Needs you to know will come to pass. What happened in this dream?" explained Morgause in the voice she always used when teaching Morgana something more about magic. Just a simple explanation for the world which was still so new to the younger lady.

But her words had more of an effect on Morgana that she would never know. Because hearing them, that this dream was so strong because the goddess had needed her to see it, it suddenly made everything click into place in Morgana's mind. Because if the goddess wanted her to see it, then surely she wanted her to make sure it came to pass. And that meant the goddess wanted her to support Arthur, not fight him. And Morgana served the goddess above all others. If that was her wish, her will, then who was she too stand in the way?

Morgana thought quickly, wondering what she could tell her sister about her dream, without telling anything of importance. Because she knew now that this was something she needed to do. Something only she could do. Only she had the power to convince Arthur to repeal the ban on magic, because only she had the love of the one man he would listen to.

"I… don't know. It was disjointed. Images of him standing in front of the court with the crowd on his head, the knights cheering him."

"These images could be important to our plans sister, you must tell me more." Morgause urged, her hands tightening almost painfully on Morgana's own, causing her to wince slightly, though she did not pull away.

"There is no more to tell." She replied instead, hoping the older witch would take her words as the truth and not realise that she lied.

Morgause stared at Morgana a while longer before releasing her hands with a nod. She could feel the clouded confusion in her sister's mind, but she put that down to her feelings for Merlin. No doubt they were her main worry at present. The dream would come again she was sure. The goddess would want to make sure her priestess received her wishes after all.

"Very well. If you should dream again please call me. Together we can interpret what they mean. Together we can see what it is the goddess wishes us to know that is so important."

"Yes." Morgana breathed, not really believing that Morgause was letting it go. That she believed what she had said. That she had been able to lie to her sister.

"Return to your room now sister, and sleep. Everything is going to plan." Morgause responded pulling her into one more hug before pushing Morgana towards the door.

"I… hope you are correct." Morgana nodded, though she was not thinking about Morgause's plans, but more the one she herself was now considering. The one she was now sure that was the will of the triple goddess herself.

"Trust in the goddess sister, and we will prevail. Magic shall be free once more." Morgause responded with complete faith in the deity she had sworn her life to, and those she had sworn to protect.

"Trust in the goddess and magic will once more be free. Thank sister, you have settled my mind greatly." Morgana replied smiling her first true smile inside of Camelot's walls since her return. Her sister did give good advice indeed.

"That is what I am here for. I am your family. And as for Merlin, do not fear your feelings for him, enjoy the time you have together." And with those parting words Morgause left, in a swirl of wind as she transported away from Camelot, and away from her sister. Her mind settled that everything was working as she wanted it to within the castle walls.

And Morgana left standing there alone smiled once more as she said softly "I will."

She knew her path now, what she needed to do. She would give Merlin what he had asked for, she would give Arthur time to become the king he saw. To become the king she had been shown he could be. Yes she would give them that. And when Uther was dead, then she would see if their vision of the future would come to pass. She would put her faith in the triple goddess, and hope that it did. It was all she could do now.