I want to thank Meri Ley for her nice words. If it weren't for her lovely comments I don't think I would have returned to this story. I've already ended the chapers from the notebook so it's time to use my imagination from now on.
As time passed Nimueh became crueler and crueler. She not even bothered to hide her true self anymore. Nevertheless, cruel as she was, she didn't manage to break Merlin. If he'd learnt something all those years, he'd learnt to be cunning. That experience had given him a confidence he'd never thought to be able to master. The warlock had nothing to lose and so he'd become fearless.
The longer she waited the more she started to be afraid of him. She kept checking Merlin every night for fear he might escape. She even became so paranoiac that she started to sentence to death every single person that was ever seen speaking with Merlin. As a result, the guards feared to address him any word.
However, he was patient. He hadn't used his magic for years and now he could feel it bubbling inside of him. He didn't want to make a wrong move and alerted Nimueh, though.
Merlin had never stopped thinking at Morgana. He wished he could use astral projection to visit her, but he needed all the magic he had. For over twenty years he had resist that temptation. Yet, he never stopped dreaming her. When he wouldn't think at her, he would scheme and plot against Bolin and his monstrous daughter. All those years he'd tried his best to find why Nimueh had chosen that girl and what her plan was. Yet, he could find nothing even if he'd entered her bed in order to gain her trust. He was unsuccessful. He was still her prisoner.
Having him that close made Nimueh even more paranoid. She couldn't sleep at night. Her old nightmare returned and sharing her bed with him became a torture rather than a pleasure. She would send him back to his cell for no reason only to call him later. She was afraid that he would kill her even if she knew there was no way for him to use his magic with those cuffs. Her other fear was Morgana. She'd managed to hide the truth for so many years, but she feared he may find out. Nimueh had tried her best to find Morgana, but the dark-haired witch was nowhere to be found. Moreover, Nimueh had stared to dream of Morgana and Merlin being together. They looked so happy and so in love in her dreams. But these weren't dreams; they were visions of the future.
However, on day, Nimueh received news about a very beautiful woman that kept visiting a grave near Camlann. The description of that woman suited very well the description of Morgana. Nimueh also found out that the woman were to return very soon as she had returned that place every year at the same day. It was the best way to get rid of Morgana.
She came. Nimueh had waited there the entire day and she had already lost her patience. Yet, Morgana came, unaware of the terrible danger she was exposed to. She was so confident that even Nimueh started to doubt that Morgana were to be the loser of that story. Fear arose inside the old witch and she started to back down. However, her eyes fell on the shinning blade of the sword and soon all her worries were gone. She had a plan. She'd done it wrong all the time. For the first time she didn't care if she were to die…..
Helen waited for Morgana to come. If she couldn't change the future, she would use it to her advantage, Nimueh thought. As Morgana stopped near Mordred's grave, Nimueh cast a spell over her. Nimueh's intensions weren't to kill her, though. For the first time, Nimueh realized that by getting rid of the young witch, it wouldn't solve her problem with Merlin. He would never forgive her and eventually he would kill her. So, Nimueh only casted a sleeping spell on Morgana. It didn't take long and Morgana fell asleep. Little did she know that Nimueh had already prepared her a great surprise.
When she wake up, everything looked unchanged, everything except the sword. Its blade was covered in fresh blood. However, Morgana felt attracted to it. The blood should have scared her. She should have run away. But she was there staring at the blade. Without being aware, Morgana stepped closer and took the sword by the handler. She was so close to draw it when a familiar voice woke her from that strange trance. It was Aithusa. Morgana let go of the sword and run away followed by her young dragon. There was something strange about that sword. She knew that for sure. Aithusa had felt it as well.
As you already know this story is a sequel from the Light and the Darkness by Elle Light. Nimueh's nightmare appeares there as well as many indices of the events that are to come (Do you remember the Great Dragon's warnning?)