OOK guys, through my c r a z y work hours (everyone wants to make their hair before christmas...) here is a new chapie, it's a filler but we have some important stuff to know from this... we're clore to the end of the story so please let me know what you think so i can satisfy most of you with the development of this, i had imagined it as a story with no more than 10 chapies and here we are on chapter 20 and still not done, thank you for the support, without you i wouldn't have kept up with this project :)

Enjoy...

Chapter 20 - Before the Storm

'Come on… rest awhile,' Nimueh said in a calmed voice as she led Morgana through a room and on a bed. The building could have been hidden for years and Morgana Le Fay, Heiress Apparent to the throne of Mora couldn't believe she was in the headquarters of the Druids with no one else but Great Nimueh leading her.

'We must find Arthur! We must save him!' Morgana tried to argue Nimueh's calmness but the sorceress only smiled, Morgana couldn't even define the woman's age, she looked so young yet her eyes looked so wise and old, almost ancient, fays could preserve their beauty but Nimueh seemed as if frozen in time. The woman led the princess on the bed and had her sat down like she did by her side.

After Morgana was saved by Nimueh and the people around her showed up, Morgana had no choice but follow the woman wherever she was to take her, what scared her was that the headquarters of the Druids, the most feared terroristic organization were hidden within the Apple Forest for all this time, protected by powerful charms. They hadn't spoken a lot, Nimueh had only promised Morgana that she would help her but the princess couldn't take out of her head the image of Alvar's car getting smashed in the air or Arthur's image falling while the Avalonian Guards closed around him…

'You shouldn't excite yourself, Morgana, you son needs his peace no matter what.' Nimueh said and Morgana's hand moved on its own accord on her belly, she felt as if Nimueh had read her thoughts.

'I have a boy?' she whispered with a small smile, despite all, this was the first time she could consider the little one within her with a gender and almost a face, she had seen a boy in her dreams, but only then she dared to think of the little one as her actual child… too scared that if she allowed herself and then something bad happened... She hoped he would take Arthur's eyes, this is all she wanted. Nimueh smiled and took Morgana's free hand in hers, turning the palm up.

'Yes you do, he will be strong and powerful, like his father, but he needs to be born in safety, and safety will be ensured for him and his parents only when the balance is restored, when justice if finally brought.

'In what exchange?' Morgana asked with her voice unsteady yet low.

'You and Arthur Pendragon have almost fulfilled the prophesies I was blessed to make … the completion of these prophesies will give us all what we deserve… the Pendragon heir is to be the greatest King and you shall be his queen, mother of his rightful Heirs, co-ruler of Albion before you take your place as the High Priestess of the Isle of Avalon with him by your side... After your eldest that now grows within your womb is to rule as greatly. ' Nimueh answered and Morgana tried not to feed in the sweet prospective of hope and help.

'And what about Uther and Morgause? They are the sovereigns of the Thrones… Arthur and I have no claim on them as of yet…' Morgana replied and Nimueh sighed, her fingers tracing patterns on Morgana's palm, studying the lines.

'Uther cheated as to have an Heir first, taking the High Kingship by stepping on dead bodies… I'm the one who knows how that happened… I was there… as for your sister, she might be older than you but there are ancient laws in Avalon your sister has neglected and betrayed…' Nimueh spoke and Morgana looked at her in confusion. 'You know that the queens who were to rule became both the sovereigns and the priestesses of the Isle, if they couldn't, they appointed one Blessed Sister to take upon the place of the priestess and made sure always to protect them, otherwise they were committing treason to their own crown… with your father at wars and battles, your mother wished to protect the realm and have her daughters raised, she appointed me to be the priestess…

'Uther imprisoned me after he lost Igraine the Fair and your mother fell ill and fragile after your father died as well… I do not blame Vivienne for not releasing me, I know she did her best even with Uther opposite her, but Morgause was the one who kept me locked up along with Uther in secret negotiations. Your sister, unlike you is very ambitious and power famished… she wished to become the queen of Albion, the mother of an Heir and the Priestess of the Blessed… while I'm still alive, she tried to keep me locked, even kill me in jail while Uther was just the excuse of her not helping… she is a traitor to her own realm… And when someone commits treachery on the realm… the next in line is to take the crown… and that person is you, Morgana… you're the rightful Heiress to the throne thanks to your sister's crimes against me and the realm itself.' Nimueh said and Morgana sighed, this was too much.

'If Uther cheated, then Arthur is not to have the throne…' Morgana tried to conclude but Nimueh shook her head.

'Uther might have cheated but Magic gave what was asked for and took back the price, Arthur is who is supposed to be even if the timing of his birth wasn't right, his birthday was the cheating part, his actual existence is what matters. He and you were to be the Heirs, no one else…' Nimueh finally said and Morgana sighed, it all seemed too convenient…

'What is in store for you?' Morgana asked again, she was done falling in traps. Nimueh smiled and nodded her head.

'I will have my place back in the leading of the Old Religion, as it was my destiny to be, like your destiny is to be Queen…' Nimueh replied.

'You want revenge…' Morgana pointed out.

'I want justice, Morgana… I want you to rule of our people on the throne while I'll take care of their believes, of our faith… and Arthur will lead of the non-magical people and the priests of Christianity will deal with me so we can keep a balance, I suffer every time one of us is burnt at the stake or beheaded… and Uther Pendragon has killed so many…' Nimueh finally said and Morgana sighed again.

'What of him and Morgause?' she asked, she was scared to hear the answer.

'They will be punished for their crimes but the ultimate decision won't be made by me, I have the power to squish the breath out of their lungs, to stop them from destroying Arthur and yourself… but I'm no judge here… I will deal with a couple of other people as I see fit but the decision on the two people who tried to make you believe in incest is upon you… and maybe that's the hardest part…' Nimueh said and Morgana sighed, they were hiding mare miles from the Avalonian Palace like rats and they were talking of vengeance and justice…

'Arthur is captured. .. and I'm here, with no army, guards or power… and with child…' Morgana tried to count the things she lacked, Nimueh smiled and pushed the princess on the mattress so she could rest.

'For now I want you to rest, when you're rested, we'll make a plan… I promise you Arthur is in no immediate danger as of yet, I am Seeing every move of the pawns on the game and so far we have made a big strike, let Morgause have her fear and Uther his despair, Arthur is in the palace's dungeon, mare miles from us… the moment is fit we'll strike and win the game.

'You sound so confident…' Morgana pointed out and Nimueh smiled with almost a motherly care in it.

'I was once captured and you and Arthur released me… the heir to the beautiful place I have seen is within your womb and we have the element of surprise for the ones who want us dead… I sound confident because I am certain we're close to the end of it all…' Nimueh said and Morgana sighed, she wanted Arthur by her side, his calm eyes to help her, she wanted him by her side on that bed, and at the same time, she wished no harm for her sister, her own blood, the blood that ultimately betrayed her and the realm when Morgana had thought she had committed this treason…

III

'Well… well… Arthur Pendragon…' Morgause's voice greeted the young prince as he returned to consciousness, his entire body ached, he could feel swells and cramps as he was thrown awkwardly on the floor of the cage. He stood up with effort and faced Morgause, it all came to him in a heartbeat and he could only hope and wish for Morgana not having been caught, the terror for her and their unborn child ran down his back like cold water.

'Morgause Le Fay… I have heard so much…' he greeted stonily despite his fear and pain, he wouldn't give up, if she had gotten Morgana she would gloat about it. 'And all seems to be unfair compared to how worse you are.' He added and Morgause only smirked at him, nothing had to do with the playful smirk Morgana used to give him.

'You trespassed my borders… tried to kidnap my little sister and now you're insulting me, not a good policy for someone who faces the penalty of death for crimes against the crown…' Morgause said lightly and Arthur chuckled, wanting to infuriate the witch before him.

'I'm far more valuable to you with a pulse… so you won't kill me… that gives me the pleasure to say whatever I wish to…' Arthur replied and Morgause raised her hand in midair, suddenly he felt his entire body, every fiber of it; on fire, pain surged through him like scalding lava but he greeted his teeth, not willing to give her any satisfaction from the torture.

'And I have the pleasure to torture you, young prince…' Morgause replied when she released her spell, Arthur was left gasping. 'So I will ask once and you will answer before I lose my patience… where is she?' Morgause asked.

Morgana fled, thank God she's away.

'You say I tried to kidnap her… I failed to do so and that means I have no idea where she could have escaped to save herself from her sweet sister…' Arthur replied and fury flashed through Morgause's eyes.

'So you admit you tried to abduct her?' Morgause asked, a wild satisfaction upon her hard features, Arthur shrugged as to buy some time with his answers, he needed to learn more.

'I admit it or not… you will do as you please so why the need to prove anything, your highness?...' Arthur asked and Morgause grew more and more impatient with him.

'You're right on that, young Pendragon, no matter what, your father will have word of your crimes and captivity, but don't hope on a trial in Camelot's grounds… you will be judged and punished here.' Morgause replied and Arthur sobered this time, they had reached the point.

'My death would mean war.' He pointed out.

'A War that is to be won by me… Escetia is mine now, like Avalon and Mora, Mercia will be mine the moment I find my sister and get rid of the abomination within her….' Morgana replied and Arthur for the first showed signs of fear. 'I was to be merciful but she didn't trust me, I was to have her deliver the child so I could take it and raise it as mine and Cenred's… in lawful marriage, not as the bastard of a young whore who couldn't help herself and lay with the enemy… but she attacked me… she disgraced her family…

'The Guard is searching every inch of the city and the forest, the port and the airports of the Isle, she can't have gotten too far… so the moment she's found, she will do as I say or she will pay in a similar fashion with you, young prince. I'm done playing games with both of you.' Morgause declared and Arthur didn't know if he should believe at the woman's cruel words. 'But do not fear, young prince, you won't be alive by the time she will pay for her crimes.' Morgause added and finally left the dungeons, leaving Arthur to feel the full extent of terror and despair over Morgana and their child.

He wished with all his will he could know where she was, he wished he could protect her.

III

'He's captured, your Grace…' Leon said as Uther stood by the window with a glass of scotch in his hand, his fingers tightened around the expensive crystal.

'Nimueh?' he asked through clenched teeth.

'No sign of her, my Lord, possibly hiding in the Isles if she's allowed to…' Leon replied and this time Uther lost his temper and smashed the glass against the closest wall, a feet from where Igraine's portrait hung. Morgause would never allow Nimueh in Avalon, she wouldn't dare after what she had done, but Nimueh could have slipped there, like Arthur did and paid the price… One moment Uther was in control with the youngest Le Fay and his son thinking of incest and the next he had his Heir Apparent captured by the Le Fays…

'DAMN HIM!' Uther screamed in fury for his son. 'Him and that whore of a princess, and the bloodline of whores and witches she comes from!' he screamed again as he glared outside. 'What are Morgause's terms?' he demanded and Leon looked down uncomfortably before he could speak.

' She wishes for war… now with Mora, Escetia and Mercia with her… the marriage between King Merrick and the young Le Fay might still be undone but he has put his alliance with the palace of Avalon…' Leon said and Uther glared at the knight.

'I didn't ask for an explanation of her strategy, she uses Cenred with the hole between her thighs and she wishes to do the same by using Morgana's with Merrick, now I asked you of the terms about Arthur.' Uther replied angrily and Leon sighed.

'There are no terms, my Lord… she is to execute him in a week's time.' Leon finally said and the King of Camelot went rigid. He remained silent, his eyes frozen full of fear and despair.

'And what of her sister?' he finally asked, his voice now a weak whisper.

'She claims to have her sister in the palace, sources however speak of Morgana's attempt to escape through the Apple Forest with Arthur, it is unknown if she made it to meet with the Prince or if she fled on her own, no one has seen her in weeks… ever since she had been taken from here.' Leon replied and Uther sighed, something was amiss there but he could think only of his son at that moment, he didn't give a shit about the youngest Le Fay, she had been enough trouble while a guest in Camelot's court and now was turning to his nemesis along her sister, all he cared about was his son.

'Commands, my Lord?' Leon finally decided to break the silence by asking.

'I won't have my son slain like a pig because Morgause thinks she has the power to strike now…' Uther finally said, his voice dripping with malice and pain. 'Have Lot informed, keep the romance bullshit out of the story, tell him that if he accepts to fight by my side, he will have half of Caerleon's army under his command but only if we win this, tell him that if we take the Isles, he will have them too as to put his sons as lords there, the Le Fays will also be his to exploit to the likes of his… send summoning reports to every military base in both Camelot and Caerleon…' Leon didn't have to ask anything more. 'If the Le Fays wish for war, they shall have it,' Uther finally said as Leon bowed his head and exited the room quickly, the nation had to be informed and the war declaration had to be given to the public, Albion was at war.

The king remained close to the window but his defeated eyes turned towards the portrait of his late wife.

'All this for a son who was not to be…' he whispered bitterly.

OOH ok, we had a lot of things happening here, Nimueh is now with morgana and she has seen a lot of stuff for the future... I wish Nimueh was around more in the series as well, and poor Arthur is in Morgause's clutches... I know Uther might have sounded cruel and rogue but imagine that he is a warior before anything else... i hope you liked it, next chapter will have fireworks hehe

please review, thanks for reading and the support