A/N: Thank you all for your continued support with this story :) Here is the second half as promised from the POV of Morgana. You'll get your first taste of... Well Mergana loving :). As a precaution the rating was bumped up to M. Oh and did you see the latest season 5 episode? Omg, epic ending scene :) anyway! Read, review and most of all, enjoy ^^

Disclaimer: Merlin belongs to the BBC and the writers of the show, sadly.

Chapter 6: Intoxicated

Morgana

Morgana stared into Merlin's deep blue eyes as he grinned at her; she flashed her teeth for a split second, teasing him further with her previous remark. A fragrance overpowered Morgana as she subtlety smelt him, the feelings his scent stirred, suffocated her. His usual musky aroma held a strong hint of… 'Flowers?' he smelt like a flowering meadow on a pleasant spring morning. Something deep inside her reacted powerfully, she recognised the feel of magic flowing under her skin through her blood, and it almost seemed to crave the scent of nature.

She tensed for a second hoping it wasn't trying to surface, threatening to expose her secret in front of Uther and the court. She closed her eyes tight, ready to fight it back.

But the need to resist never came, it didn't threaten to overwhelm her and instead it just… Sang to her, sending a delightful sensation down and throughout her body. She felt herself relaxing as she took pleasure from the strange feeling; she took a larger sniff of his aroma, fuelling the magical song her soul was playing deep inside her. 'Oh the mysteries of this man, singing to my soul… How very magical.' She smiled to herself as the wild idea of Merlin with magic came to her. 'If only… I can only imagine how… special that would be; if we both had magic I wonder how our bodies would react with each other.'

Morgana opened her eyes as she felt the aroma grow distant from her. Merlin had pulled away, blushing with a look of sadness in his eyes as he looked away. "Sorry…" He muttered down at his goblet and took a drink.

Morgana blinked in confusion. "I'm sorry? What are you apologising for?" She whispered to him softly.

"Gaius and Arthur warned me that the smell was too strong…" Merlin said quietly, he sounded embarrassed and ashamed at himself. As if he had just realised he had made the biggest blunder in the world.

'He made the effort for me?' Morgana thought to herself. Morgana couldn't help but smile and shake her head, while she did feel a little sorry for him; she couldn't help but feel flattered and amused at his coyness. Sure the smell was a tad strong, but that was in no way a bad thing. How could it be when her body and soul was reacting so positively to it?

"Don't apologise, I was rather enjoying it." Morgana smiled warmly at him as he raised his eyes to meet hers. "And If I didn't know any better, I'd say you used it to try and seduce me." Morgana stressed out her last words slowly and seductively just loud enough for Merlin to hear.

Merlin blushed and grinned sheepishly at her. "Ah damn, you saw through my cunning plan." Merlin said with a chuckle as he teased her. 'Oh my dear Merlin, I've been planning that for such a long time now.'

Morgana giggled and ran a finger through her curls that lopped about over her shoulder as she whispered through them. "Aww I'm sorry… But you didn't need to make such a plan, you've been doing a flawless job at… seducing me without one."

Merlin blushed harder, he tried to come out with another tease of his own but just stuttered and got tongue tied, and she gave him a devious cheeky smirk. The sound of a fork tapping on a metal goblet rang out through the hall, reminding her to the presence of Uther sitting just the other side of her, it seemed Merlin also had forgotten who was not far from their company as he stiffened and sat up straight.

She turned to look at the King who had now risen to his feet and seemed to have been oblivious to her private chat with the servant.

"Welcome everyone to this most festive of occasions, where we all take the time to enjoy the finest produce this kingdom has to offer. Where we thank each and every citizen for their hard graft, where we dine and drink together as equals." Uther's voice carried clearly throughout the hall, giving anyone a rare smile as he then raised his goblet. "I'd like to ask you all to raise your goblets to Camelot."

Morgana picked up her goblet and raised it in the air with everyone else and said in unison with them "To Camelot."

"Now, let the feast begin." Uther declared, giving everyone permission to start as he sat down.

Morgana brought the goblet to her lips and drank the contents down quickly in one go, she caught Merlin staring at her in amazement out of the corner of her eye. "I'm parched." She said with a smirk, Merlin just laughed nervously and took a drink for himself.

"Morgana, you look lovely tonight my dear." The voice of her guardian, grudgingly brought her eyes away from Merlin as she turned to look at Uther with a forced smile, he spoke to her in a gentle tone that he reserved only for her.

"Thank you my lord." Morgana inclined her head in gratitude.

"That's a beautiful necklace, where did you get it?" Uther asked as he picked up his goblet and took a sip.

'Great… It seems I have Uther's undivided attention… Lucky me.' Morgana inwardly sighed and continued to feign a happy face at her guardian. "I found it at the market today, from one of those exotic traders' that visit around this time of year." Morgana slid her hand under the gem and held it out slightly in front of her. "I love the colour, it brings me great… Joy." Her eyes slyly darted to Merlin's, catching his deep blue orbs in her gaze. "So very attractive." Morgana muttered and tried not to smirk as Merlin realised she was referring to him.

Uther was too busy looking at Morgana's face and the gem to notice her eyes were elsewhere as she lowered it back down to her chest. "I couldn't agree more. I've always thought blue blended well against you're complexion and your eyes." Uther was completely unaware of the underlying meaning to her words and she couldn't help but grin at his compliment as she took it in a different light.

She hummed softly to herself in agreement. "Emeralds and sapphires, they belong together." She turned to Merlin, who looked very dazed. She couldn't blame him; she was surprised with herself too at doing this right under Uther's nose, literally. 'So risky for us and dangerous for him… But strangely compelling and alluring' Morgana found that every forbidden word and action they got away with, aroused her deeply, the danger and the risk added yet another layer of desire to what drew her to the servant. She scoffed, 'Forbidden… If anything should be forbidden it should be to forbid such a longing.'

"I must say, the cooks have certainly out done themselves this year." Morgana pouted at Merlin then turned to regard Uther again as he attacked a roasted ham joint with his knife and fork, tucking into it. Morgana looked down to regard the food on her plate, Uther wasn't wrong, the spread before her looked utterly divine. From the looks of it she imagined it probably smelt as pleasing as it looked, but the only smell she could pick up and the only one she cared for, was the pleasing one wafting from her raven haired desire.

She smiled then took a courteous bite at some of the food on her plate, not wanting to let her untouched plate draw suspicion. "I see what you mean…" Morgana said after a few small mouthfuls. "What's on offer is very… delicious." She smiled warmly at Uther who nodded in agreement, then turned her head to Merlin and smirked. 'The main course.' "Merlin could you pour me out another goblet." She asked him in a casual tone, fully aware of Uther now watching her again.

"Of course my lady." Merlin bowed his head and reached for the nearby pitcher, pouring out the contents into Morgana's cup then filled his before placing the pitcher beside it.

Seizing an opportunity, Morgana reached out fast before Merlin withdrew his hands. Her hands slyly and elegantly brushed against his as she grasped her goblet. The slightest touch, sent sparks down her body igniting the longing deep in her core, the simple gesture heightened greatly by the fact it was openly in public and right under Uther's gaze. "Thank you Merlin." She didn't meet his eyes this time but smirked regardless.

A curious look crossed Uther's face as he appeared to only just have noticed Merlin sitting by Morgana's side. "Aren't you Arthur's servant boy?" The kindness he used in his tone with her had long since departed, now it was replaced with a stern reproaching one.

'Time to save the day Morgana.' Merlin stuttered and tried poorly to explain, evidently not sure what he should and shouldn't reveal, Morgana raised a hand to him, cutting him off. "Me and Arthur have swapped for the night, we're having a little wager concerning drinking. To ensure we keep drinking and don't cheat, the other's servant is keeping us topped up and keeping an eye on us." She sounded bored as she replied, as if it wasn't a big deal at all. 'Hopefully Uther will just see it as harmless fun and leave it at that.'

She was proud of her little plan; she had come up with it earlier in her chambers with Gwen after returning from the market. Now that they both had a secret in common, they both loved someone they shouldn't and they planned to try help each other out wherever possible with it. They had spent hours whispering in the corner about each of their hearts desires, trading secrets and little titbits of information they knew about the other's love interest.

Morgana had found herself giggling and blushing furiously when Gwen told her that Merlin had seen her almost half naked before. The first day he arrived in Camelot, he had delivered her a sleeping draft but she had been too busy changing and mistook him for Gwen as she stripped down. It was the reason she had picked to wear the blue gown tonight, to remind him of what he saw and what he still had to see.

Uther's face changed as his features relaxed and he chuckled. "Arthur should know better than to make a wager against you, he never wins." With that he turned his attention to Arthur and started engaging him in conversation. 'Finally.'

She reached for her goblet and started to drink from it, she felt Merlin shift beside her and lean close to her. "You're such a tease. Are you trying to get me killed?" If it hadn't of been for the amusement in his tone, she might have thought him to be angry at her.

Making sure, Morgana looked at him curiously and studied his face to see if any there was any signs of annoyance or frustration aimed at her. All she could see was warmth in his eyes 'There's something else in them…' She couldn't work it out, but whatever it was, it made her feel content, happy. Those feelings that she had decided were those of love, stirred again deep inside her.

"You know you love it Merlin." She smiled and drank further from her cup.

He laughed quietly and drank from his, speaking into it. "Yeah."

They shared a grin then tucked into the food on offer, talking and drinking their fair share between mouthfuls, teasing and complimenting each other as the night progressed. Morgana couldn't have been happier, just this morning she had no idea how Merlin felt towards her when it concerned if they could be more then friends. Now by the end of the day he had all but spoken out loud his affections.

Of course just admitting to each other would be a big step but in the scope of things it seemed trivial, they had a long way to go. 'No, don't think on that… No need to ruin a good day.' She thought to herself but she couldn't help but wonder still what the future would hold for them, if indeed there was a 'them' until he told her how he felt. But that was just a matter of time and privacy; she was certain he felt the same way and would return her affections.

As the feast went on Morgana found herself growing increasingly drunk as she consumed different brews. She wasn't alone in her intoxication, Merlin, Uther and Arthur all seemed to sway slightly as they ate, drank and talked. Wine merchants would enter the hall addressing those attending and offering up exotic brews, each one first had to be tasted by a servant to insure none of the drinks were laced with poisons. Morgana couldn't help but feel a pang of fear for Merlin every time it was his turn to be a taster, and every time he sat back down completely unharmed she'd let out a deep sigh of relief.

The latest merchant caught Morgana's interest as he began to promote his brew to the hall. The merchant was a man with medium length brown hair and a neatly trimmed beard, she guessed from his stern feature's and strands of grey hair that he was likely in his middle ages. He was dressed in exquisite finery, 'His produce must be good if he has the coin to afford clothing like that.'

"Lords and ladies of the court, my name is Jowan and I bring you a sample of what I guarantee to be the strongest drink ever to be brewed." The merchant said in a clear and calm tone. "Do we have any persons present who believe they could handle such a powerful mixture?" He paused and looked around the room, his eyes met Morgana's gaze for a few moments and then moved across to Arthur. "How about you my Prince? I hear you have quite the stomach, perhaps you could handle such a drink?" 'Oh, this sounds good… And maybe it will be enough to finish Arthur off and win me the wager.' Morgana thought with a smirk.

Arthur didn't look excited at all by the prospect, instead he looked slightly wary and casted her a cautious look, then he shook his head more to Morgana then Jowan. "I'll gladly try it, and so will Prince Arthur." Morgana said merrily, ignoring Arthur's request. Jowan smiled warmly as he looked back at her.

Uther was shaking his head but was also chuckling; she made out the word 'kids'. "Very well, but first it has to be tasted, I hope you understand."

"Of course sire." Jowan walked over to the table by the far corner where the other brews were and poured out a small cup.

"You there, go taste it." Morgana felt Merlin tense besides her as Uther indicated for him to be the one to taste the mixture. She watched Merlin get up and in no hurry, headed over to the merchant and took the cup. He eyed it for a few moments, a look of disgust on his face before then drinking down the contents.

Merlin doubled over coughing and spluttering, the guards moved forward slowly as Uther and Arthur stood to their feet. Morgana froze in fear as she watched Merlin struggling to breathe through his constant coughing. But after a few moments Merlin held out his hand as he stood up, looking very repulsed. "Yeah… it's safe… and… strong…" He croaked out still coughing as he made his way back over to Morgana's side.

Uther chuckled with others in the hall as he sat back down; Arthur remained standing and looked even more worried as he looked from Merlin down to Morgana then to his father. Morgana just smirked and patted Merlin on the back briefly 'Looks like I'm going to win again.' She thought as she looked over to Jowan pouring out two goblets, she must of drank more then she thought as she could have sworn the merchant's eyes flashed a different colour for a split second.

Jowan made his way over to the head table and handed one goblet graciously to Morgana, she peered down at it and giggled, slightly amused at the bright pink colour. Jowan then moved over to Arthur who wouldn't take it. "Hold on a second… I… I didn't agree to this." He looked down at his father for support. "And… And Morgana has had far too much already."

Uther just chuckled louder while Morgana and Merlin also exchanged amused smirks. "Aww, no you're right, you didn't agree to it." She said with mock sympathy, Arthur looked slightly relieved, hoping Morgana would let him off. "But I did, and you made a wager with me. If I drink it, so do you… Unless you're forfeiting… Princess Arthur." Morgana battered her eyelashes innocently 'That should do it, Arthur won't back out now.' Her comment earned a few sniggers around the hall, but it was Merlin who reacted the most as he spluttered out the contents of his mouth, laughing.

"Oh you think this is funny do you Merlin?" The Prince said with annoyance before then pausing, a smile then filled out on his lips and took the cup of Jowan. "Since you clearly enjoyed it so much Merlin… You can drink it on my behalf." He walked around to where Merlin sat and placed the goblet in front of him.

The colour drained in Merlin's face and shook his head rapidly. "Oh no my lord, I wouldn't want to rob you of the spotlight or ruin your fun."

"Nonsense, you know… You're such a good and hardworking servant… And I don't think I've rewarded you for being so, or showed my appreciation, so here… I insist." Arthur folded his arms and glared down at his servant.

Morgana pouted and frowned up at Arthur. "This wager is between you and me; you can't bring Merlin into it! That's cheating!"

"You never said our servant's couldn't drink on our behalf." Arthur had a smug look on his face, clearly pleased that he found a way to work his way out of this. 'So tempted to get up and slap that arrogant ass.'

"Pardon me for interrupting my lord, but this is an expensive brew. I don't believe a servant is worthy of such a luxurious drink." Jowan added. Morgana wasn't sure if to feel pleased at the comment or frustrated. 'A servant isn't any less a person then you or I.'

"Don't worry about that, I'll front any costs." Arthur stated with a wave of his hand.

Morgana looked at her guardian, seeking his support on the matter. "Sire, Arthur can't back out like that." She gave him a pout and a look to match, one that she would usually use to melt his heart and get her way, most of the times.

Uther just shook his head and drank from his goblet, still chuckling away and highly amused. "I'm not getting involved in your wager. But if you didn't say he couldn't use his servant then there's no reason he can't. But that option is also open to you, if you'd wish for your maid to drink on your behalf."

Morgana frowned and looked between the King, the Prince and the merchant. "No, I don't cheat." She picked up her goblet and turned to look at Merlin, trying to ignore the fact that every set of eyes were on them. "So Merlin, you'll share a drink with me won't you?"

Merlin groaned but picked up his goblet anyway. "Of course, anything for my lady." 'I'll hold you to that later…'

She gave him an innocent smile and raised her goblet in the air, he mimicked her action. "To Camelot."

"To Camelot..." Merlin repeated then flinched. "I suggest drinking it one go."

Morgana nodded and they both brought their goblets to their lips, they watched each other for a few seconds then downed the contents down their throats, for a moment nothing happened.

Then she felt a spark in the back of her throat, and like the first spark that starts a camp fire. A fire erupted in her throat and spread throughout her, igniting her blood and soul as it scorched its way deep down inside her. Morgana imagined if you could be burnt alive from the inside out, this is what it would feel like, and yet... It wasn't painful. While the burning sensation was suffocating and intoxicating, it was also strangely, arousing. The fiery sensation that coursed through her veins fuelled her hidden feelings and desires, lust and love engulfed her heart as the fire finally made its way to her core and cradled it in its warmth.

Images flooded her mind, and all of them centred on Merlin. They ranged from the innocent, images of him laughing, smiling, giving her a friendly embrace to much more... erotic images. She felt herself keel over as she struggled to breath, but she didn't care. She was too focused on the current images going through her head...

She was bare-chested being held by an equally bare-chested Merlin. Merlin's lips were on her neck, nipping at her flesh. She heard moans escape her lips as her hands ran up and down his back, scratching him as her finger tips dug into his flesh, Merlin responded with his own moans. One of her hands came up and cupped the back of his head, grabbing at his hair tightly as his lips moved down, biting at her shoulder. His hands had a firm grasp on her rear, cupping her in the palm of his hands as he pulled her close, her body, and her hips grinded against him as they closed the distance.

'That's no memory... Is that... A vision? But... It can't be! I'm awake and... And too many people are around! If they catch me...' A Rough hand was on her back. 'Oh god... I... Have I... Been caught?' It took Morgana a few seconds to catch on to what was happening around her as the erotic images fell away. It was Uther's hand; he was rubbing her back roughly, patting her as she coughed. She quickly caught his gaze, to see if it held any hint, if he or anyone else had indeed caught her. But all she saw was concern, worry, no hate, and no desire to burn or behead her.

"Breath Morgana." He said softly, she swallowed hard and focused on her breathing. The burning passion, the lust, the love, was still there, flowing through her body furiously, it only seemed to intensify with each passing moment. Her feelings coupled with the erotic images made her shift uncomfortable as her core grew damp, to say she was incredibly turned on would have been an understatement. In fact if she was capable and able to breath, she would of turned to her love from her vision and ravaged him there and then, regardless of where they where and who was present.

She looked over to see Arthur and Gaius both giving Merlin the same treatment, sitting him up right, rubbing and patting his back as he tried to focus on breathing. She met his gaze and she knew right away, that whatever happened to her, whatever those images really were, he had seen them too; the longing in his eyes was unmistakeable.

"I'm... Ok..." Morgana said weakly as she coughed, looking up at Jowan who had been restraint. "Let him go..." Coughing still, she bent over to catch her breath again as the guards released the merchant. "I must... congratulate you Jowan... That is one... Powerful drink, I can almost understand why Arthur chickened out."

"You are most kind my lady." Jowan said with a bow, and with Uther's approval, was allowed to leave unharmed and unhindered.

Morgana started to compose herself now that a steady pace of breathing had returned to her, she cast a grin at Arthur as he frowned, and Merlin still looked like he was struggling to recover as he slumped down on the table. His breathing returned to normal as he began to... snore? The drink had knocked him out.

'Hey! No sleeping! I need you right now!' Her thoughts almost became spoken words as she pouted at the sight. Morgana suddenly grinned as she realised what this meant. "Well... I guess I won that wager."

"What?" Arthur shook his head as he looked down at her. "I don't think so."

"Oh? Merlin was acting on your behalf and..." Morgana smiled and lent very, very close to Merlin. 'Why oh why are you sleeping when I need your lips?' "And he seems to be out cold... So he lost, on your behalf."

Before Arthur could protest, Uther laughed and gripped her tightly on the shoulder. "We have a winner!" He announced to the hall, the previous looks of worry and concern had returned to looks of amusement and joy as they clapped and cheered for their lady.

"Father!" Arthur protested weakly then sighed and stared down at Merlin's back. "Thank you Merlin." He said sarcastically then sighed. "You best take him back to his room Gaius."

'No! My Merlin! Take him to my room!' Again she almost spoke her thoughts out aloud as she pouted. The sensations flowing through her veins were pushing against her, urging her to give in to her desires, to take her soon to be lover.

"Of course my lord, I'll be back once I put him to bed." Gaius with the help of one of the knight's helped Merlin up and escorted him from the hall.

"I think... I best turn in too." Morgana said a short while later as she stood up, she had expected to stumble and sway and had been prepared to grab something or someone for support. But she felt incredibly nimble and light on her feet. "That drink went straight to my head and now that I've won... I'm going to get some sleep, with your permission sire."

"Of course Morgana. Do you need assistance getting back to your chambers?" Uther asked as he put down his goblet and stood up with her, unlike her Uther stumbled slightly when he stood straight.

"No no, I should be fine. Goodnight my king." Grudgingly she let him pull her into a goodnight embrace.

"Ok well, goodnight Morgana."

Morgana nodded graciously and bided goodnight to Arthur and Gwen then headed out of the hall and made her way for her chambers. 'It shouldn't be possible to walk so... gracefully in my state, strange...'

By the time she had made it to the corridors near her chambers, she found herself struggling to breathe again. She had to stop and lean up against a wall as she caught her breath, giving herself time to dwell on the burning sensations under her skin. They were relentless, the ferocity of her feelings was beginning to drive her insane, she could feel them pulling at her, pulling Morgana away from the direction of her chambers. She shook her head and tried to make her way to bed but a sharp pain stabbed at her heart, forcing her to her knees as she clutched at her chest.

Images began to flood her mind again, and like before they were all of Merlin. Each time she saw Merlin's face in her mind, the pulling sensation tugged harder at her. With a sigh she forced herself back to her feet, her hand still rested over her heart. Even trying to turn her head in the direction of her chambers brought her discomfort. Realising that whatever was happening to her had other plans, she gave in to the pleasing sensations and allowed them to guide her. 'Ah what the hell, it's not my chambers I want to be in anyway.' She thought as she felt herself slip into a trancelike state.

She didn't know where she was going, but her body seemed to as it led her almost of its own accord through the castle. With every step the sensations, the pull, got stronger and more concentrated, as if she was reaching the source.

When she rounded the next corner, her heart almost exploded with lust and love.

Standing at the far end, was a very able and handsome Merlin. His eyes snapped to her the second she had come into view and her eyes and fixed on him just as fast. Without hesitation or thinking, they both headed for one another, Morgana felt her feet pick up pace, breaking into a run and straight into the lean arms of Merlin. Her arms wrapped tightly around him as his followed suit, the pull had stopped and the sensations instead of fighting against her, worked with her.

They held each other tightly for a few seconds, Morgana's cheek rested against his chest. They both were breathing hard and fast, her head moved in rhythm to his breathing as she listened to the sound of his heartbeat. Before then releasing their embrace, her eyes fixed on his lips. She licked hers then bit down on her bottom lip, 'This is it, no backing down or out this time.'

"Morgana... I-" Merlin begun to say but Morgana cut him of quickly.

"Merlin." She said in a flat tone, shaking her head. 'The time for words is over.'

"Yes?" He asked, confused.

"Shut up." With that, Morgana pushed Merlin up against the nearest wall and claimed his lips with her own.

A/N: Cliff-hanger! Aren't I a tease :P I hope you enjoyed Chapter 6! I know I enjoyed writing this part, been longing to write this part ever since the story started :) Is it just me, or do I give all the best POV's to Morgana? I think I'm slightly biased; she's such a fun character to write and to see events through her eyes.

Chapter 7, as you might guess, will be where the M rating fully kicks in, so I'd like some feedback and opinions on how you'd like it. Do you want it in Merlin's or Morgana's POV, or both? And how… full on do you want the "sexy scene"? Mild and modest? Sexy? Smut? Or just surprise you? Chapter 7 will be 99% pure Mergana.

Review if you have time :) and I'll try have Chapter 7 up before Christmas! If not then Merry Christmas x :)