"What do you mean?" asked Morgana.
"I want Aithusa to live here," replied Merlin. "So, do you want to see her again?"
"Yes, but..." Morgana trailed off.
"But what?" asked Merlin.
"How- why do you want her here?" asked Morgana. "Why do you even care about her?"
"Because I hatched her," said Merlin. "And I want to make sure she's being taken care of."
"You do," said Morgana sarcastically. "Where was your *care* when she was a prisoner?"
Merlin blinked in shock. "Prisoner?" he asked.
"Of the Sarrum of Amata," sneered Morgana. "We were both kept in a pit for two years."
"I- I thought she was with Kilgarrah until I saw her with you," said Merlin. "I didn't know."
"I see," said Morgana coldly.
"Look, do you want to see her or not?" Merlin asked. "Because if you don't-"
"I do," interrupted Morgana. "I do want to see her. I'm worried about her."
"Do you know where she is?" asked Merlin.
"We went to the Isle of the Blessed," replied Morgana. "After the fortress at Ismere was destroyed."
"And you left her there," said Merlin, and Morgana nodded.
"Then get ready to go," said Merlin. "We'll be leaving in a few minutes."
"Where are we going?" asked Morgana, as Merlin lead her through the woods.
"To meet Kilgarrah," replied Merlin. "He'll get us to the Isle of the Blessed faster than horses would."
Morgana shivered. She was not looking forward to seeing Kilgarrah again.
When they got to a clearing, Merlin paused, scanning the sky. He didn't seem to find what he was looking for, as he sighed and sat down, with Morgana following suit.
After a few minutes, the silence of the forest was broken by the sound of giant wings beating, and as Merlin stood up, Kilgarrah swooped into the clearing.
"Hello, Merlin," he said. "What is it now?"
"We need to go to the Isle of the Blessed, to get Aithusa," replied Merlin.
"Very well, young warlock," said Kilgarrah, kneeling on the ground. "But remember- I am not a horse."
"I know- you're much too fast to be one," replied Merlin cheekily, as he strode over to Kilgarrah.
Morgana got up and followed Merlin as he climbed onto Kilgarrah, and sat down behind Merlin.
"You might want to hold on," Merlin said, and Morgana reached around Merlin to hold onto him. She was not a moment too soon, as Kilgarrah took off.
Morgana made the mistake of looking down, and felt a jolt of fear at the sight of the rapidly receding ground. She quickly turned to face the back of Merlin's head, too scared to look anywhere else.
Merlin seemed to be enjoying himself. "Woohoo!" he yelled. "Isn't this fun?"
"No," said Morgana, but Merlin only laughed.
After what seemed like an eternity, Kilgarrah finally landed, and Merlin slid gracefully off, Morgana following clumsily behind. After her head stopped spinning, Morgana looked around, and saw that they were at the shore of a lake. And there, through the mist- there it was. The Isle of the Blessed.