I am on fire this week! Three chapters in two days. Wow.

Anywho, thank you to everyone who reviewed the other chapters. I really really appreciate it. Well, for this chapter, I kept getting stumped, so, sorry if it's a little rough. Also, the next chapter should be up soon.

Oh and, as far as I know, I won't own any part of Merlin any time soon...

I hope you all are enjoying my fic, and don't forget to review!

VVVVVVV

"Yeah, right, Morgana. You can't make me do that. You, a ward, have no authority whatsoever over me, the crown prince of Camelot. I'm not going to apologize for what I did to Merlin; I'm allowed to punish my servants in whatever way I see fit," Arthur told Morgana scathingly, gazing at her cold expression with disapproval.

"You're unbelievable!" Morgana burst out, no longer able to contain her frustration. She noted with satisfaction the flicker of surprise and twinge of fear that crossed Arthur's face before his expression hardened once again. "How can you still speak of Merlin as if he were only a lowly servant to you, someone only useful for cleaning up after you? He's your friend for God's sake. Don't you dare try and deny it either, you pompous meathead," she commanded threateningly when Arthur opened his mouth to argue. "I don't even care so about you being punished yourself for what you've done to that poor boy so much as you apologizing to him. It's not like he asked those people to laugh, and he shouldn't have to endure any sort of pain whenever your princely ego gets bruised a bit." Morgana paused in her ranting to catch a breath, and Arthur seized his chance to add in his own argument.

"What is your problem, Morgana? Honestly, since when have you cared how I treat others? And Merlin, of all people." He stopped short, noticing Morgana's new expression. She seemed calm, even caring now. Oh God, she looked compassionate. He dreaded her words, for he somehow had an idea of what they would be.

Morgana saw Arthur was physically cringing away from her now. "Arthur, I don't want you to wind up pushing him away because you're too afraid of expressing emotion toward others. I know, and so do you, that you care for him. Deeply." She stared at Arthur as one does when trying to calm a frightened horse, measuring his reaction.

"You're dead wrong," he snorted. "I don't care if Merlin is in my life or not. He means nothing to me. Nothing," he repeated more fiercely when Morgana looked as if she were going to contest him. "Merlin could leave tomorrow, and I'd be happy, because maybe then I'd get a half descent manservant." Arthur knew he sounded more like he were trying to convince himself than Morgana, and she knew it.

"Well, don't come crying to me when you lose him, Arthur. I guarantee you will if you continue treating him this way." Morgana gave Arthur one last cold glare before turning smoothly on her heel and walking down the corridor toward her own rooms, leaving Arthur with his own tortured thoughts.

VVVV

"My lady!" Gwen exclaimed, jumping up from where she was kneeling in front of a very sullen Merlin*, trying to cheer him up. "How did it go? What happened? Did you put that rotten prince in his place? I hope-." Gwen's series of questions was cut short, not by Morgana, but Merlin, who simply asked in a detached voice, "Is he angry?"

Morgana knew he wasn't asking if Arthur was angry with her. "Oh, Merlin, why would he be upset with you? No, no, he is only mad at me," she assured him.

"Oh. Well, in that case, I'll go finish my chores." He hurried away before either girl could stop him. He was going to Arthur's chambers, but not to do his previous tasks.

VVVVVVV

*I really did not mean for that to sound so wrong...

Well, sixth chapter is done. I don't really know what else to say here...

I guess I'll just say the usual...

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!