Morgana looked desperately at Gaius. He was just standing there staring at her as if she had grown a tail or something. He stood there gaping like a fish, leaving Morgana wondering just how well she had truly disguised her betrayal.

"Gaius, please!" She tried again. She was honestly rather glad in a way that Merlin hadn't poisoned her out of malice. She felt no betrayal from him but rather from Morgause who had made it seem as though she had no part in it all. Morgauses' betrayal for some reason hurt less.

Morgana was slightly shocked but very relieved when Gaius stepped aside wordlessly allowing Morgana to enter. He pulled out a chair for
Morgana to sit on and sat down across from her. He gave her an expectant look.

"I talked to the dragon,"

"Kilgharrah." Gaius stated.

"I talked to Kilgharrah" Morgana started again. "He told me that Merlins' soul has been taken along with his magic. It has been summoned, we don't know by who, and they are guarding it. What I need to do…"

"We." Gaius corrected irritably.

"What WE need to do is find out who stole Merlins' magic. Once we know that all we have to do is get it back. It should be kept in a crystal, it would not appear at all out of the ordinary and the keeper will probably have it on them… Gaius, what do you know about scrying?"

"That is the foretelling of the future using reflective surfaces. Why do you ask."

"Can you teach me?" Morgana asked eagerly. Considering the fact that she is a seer, it will probably be easier for her to learn how to scry than any other.

"I'm not sure we have the time to learn fully how to scry but I think I can teach you to master your dreams, to make sense of them and to see what you want."

"Teach me."

"Lady Morgana, it is nearing dawn. It is highly improper for you to be out so late with so little sleep. Rest." He said it in such a commanding tone that Morgana had to obey. She was reminded of when she was a child being told off by Gaius. That eyebrow always had her and Arthur squirming as children… Now too.

Morgana yawned and pushed her door open. She walked over to her vanity and shrugged off her cloak and slipped off her slippers. Her drowsiness caught up very fast and was asleep almost as soon as her head touched her pillow.

When Morgana was awoken by Gwen throwing open the curtains, Gwen remarked how Morgana was covered in dirt.

"I'll draw a bath." She said before leaving Morgana alone. Morgana walked over to her vanity. She looked in the mirror. She looked awful, hair sticking out at all ends, and of course, dirt smudges all over her face. Not to mention little leaves and twigs strewn all though her hair. She groaned and grabbed her comb. She started running it through her messy locks but it didn't do much. She put it in front of her face, it wasn't a brush at all, but the enchanted mirror from she had received from Morgause. There was a message on it.

Sister, I have great news. Meet me in the darkling woods at midnight.

Morgana felt a surge of anger towards her sister, she didn't have time for this. Merlin needed her.

All of the sudden an idea struck her; maybe Morgause knows what happened to Merlin. She often knows what is going on in all of Camelot and even the neighbouring kingdoms. It was settled. She was officially a double agent.

It was nearing midnight. Morgana was already striding through the forest at a brisk pace, checking over her shoulder all too often.

"Sister!" Morgana jumped, she hadn't seen her sister standing in the middle of their normal clearing and therefore had been quite startled at hearing her speak aloud.

"You spoke of great news?" Morgana inquired, jumping straight to the chase.

"I spent a day at a druid camp and overheard a conversation. They spoke of a prophesy, a great king, destined to rule unite the lands of Albion and of a sorcerer named Emrys, the most powerful magic-user to ever walk this earth, without whom, this "great king" would never succeed. They revealed the name of the great king, it is Arthur."

Morgana hid her shocked face and put on an angry one.

"It cannot be, Arthur is just like his father in his views of magic. Arthur will never allow magic back into Camelot, not with Uther constantly telling him how magic must be stopped." Morgana could hardly blame Arthur though, every magic user Arthur had encountered had, undoubtedly, been trying to do harm. With the exception of Merlin.

"That doesn't matter now, Emrys has such power. With his power at our command we wouldn't need a throne, we could have the whole of Albion at our command."

"Yes but how do you suggest we come upon his power, we don't even know who he is."

"Ah but that is where it gets easy, I've already done it. It was not a simple spell at all but that is not the point. The point is I have Emrys' magic. It's right here."

With that, Morgause pulled out a small crystal with swirling golden flecks inside. Morgana stifled a gasp of horror.

Emrys is Merlin.

Morgause has Merlins soul.

A/N Sorry I didn't update all weekend, I was quite busy.

On another note, I was watching Doctor Who (which I only recently started so no spoilers please) and there was an episode with a hospital called Albions Hospital and in that hospital was a doctor played by Richard Wilson (Aka Gaius) and I just had a major fangirling moment wow...