"Let's go and see my mother." replied Morgana, after a few seconds thought. Her face was glowing with a brilliant smile. Emrys was surprised at the quick swing from anger at him to joy at the thought of seeing the pleasant part of her family albeit one he had assumed dead. He realized she was waiting for a reaction to that suggestion and he smiled trying to make it as warm as hers and said in a happy (for him) tone "I said it was your choice, didn't I. I'll place the ward over here and you can take us."
Morgana was surprised at his relatively jovial reaction and acceptance of her leading a little. She'd been a bit submissive since they'd attacked the Knights because she'd been afraid of him. Spurred on by his good mood she replied, slightly apologetic "Actually would you mind taking us? I'll show you where to go. I'm feeling a bit out of it." She was feeling a bit spaced out though, it wasn't an excuse. To her it felt as if someone had exploded the sun inside her head and then moved it out all of sudden. Her brain was slightly overwhelmed and she didn't want to land miles out. He agreed eyeing her with slight concern in his eyes. So she carried out the wards unaware of the azure gaze following her every move.
He watched her. She looked a bit off; she kept losing her balance or blinking a few times. He wondered whether that was his fault. All that magic would probably startle her mind for a few minutes. Even though he knew what the looks she shot him when she thought he didn't see were he still wondered about the cause for this abrupt change in her attitude for him. Before she had hated him, now she was slightly awestruck. It may have started out as pity he mused. Then he saw Morgana's eyes fade back to green and he smiled and held out his hand to her. He felt her push a memory of a small citadel in Cenred's old kingdom and he encased them in the silver tornado.
Vivienne was daydreaming of the past again. She dreamt of Uther and Camelot and of her beautiful daughters playing in the sun. She didn't want to wake up but she felt something enter her citadel. She heard Morgana's voice and searched instinctively for Morgause her heart dropping as she found nothing as now usual. She opened her startling green eyes and went out into the courtyard. Then she felt the presence of a vast power with her daughter and conjured her shield upon instinct. She didn't know why but this morass of dark gold in her citadel scared her and probably all magic in Albion. Then Morgana was there in her arms and the dark gold she'd felt in her mind was stood in front of her, a warlock who was nearly pure magic. She flinched away from the dark man as some old primal instinct screamed to run. She didn't though; she was intrigued by this vessel of magic standing smiling in front of her. She murmured into her dark haired daughters mind words of concern but she was rebuked and, as Morgana smiled happily at her, she heard her voice in her head, 'Mother, This is Emrys.'
'Vivienne took it quite well. Suppose it runs in the family.' mused Emrys, a slight smirk gracing his face. He sat at a table with the mother of Morgana and Morgause. She was undeniably beautiful. She had the long blonde hair of Morgause and Morgana's warm green eyes. She had the same good looks as her sister Ygraine and both had passed down their radiance to their children. He had worked out that the pair had catching up to do so he had grabbed a book from the side, sent an encouraging smile to Morgana and ignored them for a few hours. After getting up to date with what had happened Vivienne asked the obvious question "Why are you here?" Emrys looked up, a vindictive smile on his face and said "We're going to kill Uther." She mirrored his smile and ventured "Who else have you got?" and Morgana answered "Nimueh, her son Mordred and the Great Dragon." They talked and strategized long into the night and when Emrys and Morgana finally slept Vivienne decided to give them why she wanted Uther dead. She placed her hands upon theirs and let the memories flood her mind and flow into their dreams.
Vivienne woke up in what would be her daughter's rooms. She woke up and got dressed and went to find her sister. She got to the door and Nimueh was outside sat on the floor crying. She talked to her and hugged her and told her the King didn't mean it, the King wouldn't kill her, trying not to cry all the while. Then, after she had sent her to go look after Morgause and Morgana and help them learn some more, she walked into her sisters, her Queens room and was greeted by the sight of her only family left, dead. She walked forward and, as her tears fell fast and unstopping, she stroked her sister's face softly. She looked as if asleep. But then Uther walked in and she turned anger in her eyes. "Leave us, Uther. I want to say good bye to my sister." And he turned around and stood outside respectfully waiting for his chance to talk with her. Then she came out her face dry but her eyes slightly red. She went to walk off but he grabbed the sleeve of her dress. "Please Vivienne. Talk to me! I know how you feel." he said worry and sadness tingeing his voice. She turned to him and spoke four words "You let her die." Her voice was rough from crying but the anger was obvious. She didn't speak; she didn't trust her voice to stay strong so she sent all her feelings at him, the man both she and her sister had loved. She shoved him the anger at his use of the undertrained Nimueh, the disgust that he had blamed her and her pain at her sister death. He ran from her, frightened of this venom she stung him with. And, for the first time since Ygraine's death, he was truly scared. She went to Gaius and asked him to get Morgause away, look after Morgana, get Alice out, warn Balinor, save people because she knew the future she'd thought her sister would stop through her love was coming. She went to Nimueh in the forest and showed her it all. Morgause and Morgana were playing and Morgause was making the baby rabbit Morgana wanted to stroke come closer. Vivienne nearly started crying but she pulled herself together to say goodbye to her girls. Nimueh stood a bit off letting her friend say her goodbyes to her beautiful children she waited 'til she had turned to leave and she went to hold the girls hands but Morgana wouldn't let go of Vivienne's dress. She pulled her off and the three of them waved good bye to Vivienne as she disappeared in the silver tornado. She focused on her forefathers' lands and one solitary tear slid down her cheek.
Emrys and Morgana woke and Vivienne smiled at them. Both faces showed pity and disgust and she said, with a smile and a voice so like her daughters "Now we go to Nimueh."

Now we have Morgana's mum, Nimueh, Mordred and Kilgharrah ready to help which means I am nearly half way through. Tell me who you think will die in the next one. Once again a thousand virtual cookies to Cead for being a plot bunny restoration/creation centre. And thank you for reviewing m'dears. Sadly, I am going to Paris for three days so no updates. And no writing. I have no idea how I am going to survive without writing another chapter. If I come back mad from not having written anything you can collect your bets and leave. Toodle pip darlings.