Return of the Dark Cloud
xxMedusaxx
A/N: Here's the next installment. At this point there's only one more chapter before the conclusion. But if you think I should continue tell me so when you review. Also I wanted to change my penname to something like Starlet, what do you guys think? Well I hope you like it.
Chapter 5
When Morwen awoke in the morning her brother had collapsed at the edge of the bed her staff in hand. Morwen shook her head at him, she told him not to stay up. Morwen picked her brother up and pulled him into the bed, she tucked him in, deciding she'd let him sleep. Her side was still somewhat sore but she had had worse. She stood up and found a marvelous blue dress awaiting her on a chair by an empty table. She gingerly pulled the dress over her head being careful of her injuries, but found it impossible with her injuries to tie the cords of the corset.
Suddenly the door opened and Arthur man servant came in carrying a platter of food and a bouquet of flowers. He did not smile at her though she offered one of her own toothy grins to him, she quickly stopped the kind gesture.
"I thank you for the food." She whispered purely out of professional courtesy, she could sense that he didn't trust her, and he was ready to hurl his minimal magical powers at her.
"I do not wish to hurt you, I only wish for some help with these cords, I cannot seem to tie them as tight as I would wish to." She asked. He stared at her, he made no notion to move, Morwen sighed, he wasn't going to help her. Screwing herself up she whispered the incantation and pointed into the air. Three things happened at that moment, first the bright green flash that came out of her finger and whined it's way to her back and picked up the cords, beginning to tie them, secondly the man slave threw a most pitiful of fire attacks, and thirdly Arthur attempted to walk in the room but was knocked down by the resounding bang of her protection charm that threw the attack back at the attacker.
Once her draw strings were tightened to her content she walked over to the bowled over boys. She understood that the man slaves talent for magic was not known to his employers and she was going to do the nice thing and not mention it.
"I am rather sorry, but you shouldn't have been so rude, however had I know you were going to come into the room Arthur I would have change the direction in which I had sent him." Morwen apologized.
"Yes, Merlin is rather uncouth sometimes. He seems inclined to distrust you." Arthur replied, getting himself up and dusting himself off. Morwen smiled.
"As I see you are too." She whispered. She watched Arthurs disposition change into one that stated shock, she had sensed a feeling of distrust as soon as he was blown back, she knew better then to think that the heir to Uther Pendragon reign of tyranny would harbor any niceties for her or her wellbeing.
"Yes, uh, I do believe it was mentioned about your skills in sensing others thoughts and feelings, though I do wish you not take offense."
"No, offense taken." Morwen replied, bowing her head respectfully. "I shall partake in the meal that had so graciously been brought to me, and when I am done my brother and I will leave. "
"Oh, so soon? But there are many pleasantries that I planned for you to attend today." Arthur complained. Merlin scoffed, Morwen raised an eyebrow at the two of them.
"I've had enough of your pleasantries thank you very much." Morwen replied, turning away from her host to the food on the table.
"But I have planned a hunt, and a joust, and this evening there will be a banquet in your honor." Arthur explained.
"I will not care for such things, I have more important matters to attend to, such has the care for my own kind. I dread to think the unpleasantness they must be feeling with my leisurely return and I shall forever feel guilty if something were to befall them while I was attending to your foolish pleasantries." Morwen argued, tearing a large hunk of bread from the loaf. Arthur watched her.
"At least join me for a ride." Arthur pleaded. Morwen stared at him.
"I shall discuss the matter with my brother when he awakens." Morwen replied, Arthur thanked her graciously then turned to leave, in which Morwen called out,
"Oh and thank you for the flowers Arthur, I do, in fact, prefer the pink blooms to the red."
Arthur left her with a smile.
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Merlin on the other hand, spent his day spying on the pair, someone with that much power just could not be trusted. She spent most of her day in her room, conversing with her brother who wished to partake in the foolish pleasantries, much to her chagrin.
"Are you going to just stand there with your ear pressed to the door, or are you going to come in Merlin?" Morwen asked. Merlin jumped, he had hoped she couldn't sense him. Growling Merlin wrenched open the door.
"I know what you're up to." Merlin challenged.
"And what would that be?" Morwen asked.
"You've enchanted his majesty so that he will marry you and then you can wipe clean the banish of magic on this kingdom." Merlin challenged.
"And let me guess, you're the self loathing type who despises his gift with what Uther would call the black arts, and you wish magic to never be reinstated." Morwen guessed.
"No, magic will come back, but not in the way you wish to do so. Uther must die first. And I don't mean you are to kill him." Merlin explained.
"I have no intention to do either, I merely wish do go home. What do you wish for Merlin?" Morwen asked.
"To be as powerful as you."
"Well that will never happen, you will certainly at one point become as skilled as I, but my power level will be something you will never obtain." Morwen replied off handedly. Merlin frowned at her.
"So why did you come back? Why didn't you let Uther die?"
"I thought he was Arthur and when I did it was too late to stop." Morwen replied.
"So you only care about Arthur?"
"Would you rather I had let Arthur die, say if his father hadn't taken his place." Morwen asked. Merlin shook his head.
"Then what exactly is the problem?"
"I don't trust you."
"You've made that clear." Merlin glared at her, she was distressed by nothing. Her brother didn't even seem interested in the conversation. He was too busy fiddling with a piece of chain mail. Though Merlin wondered where he found that, he was aware that he had been joined by Arthur.
"Have you decided?" Arthur asked, ignoring Merlin.
"My brother would like to see the joust, and participate in the hunt. So you may take him in my place, I will join you and my brother for the feast." Morwen replied. Mordred skipped up to Arthur, with bright eyed wonder.
"Do you think we'll hit a deer?" He asked him. Arthur was clearly disappointed but in the face of the boys excitement he could only feign happiness.
"Morwen can I use your wolves?" Mordred cried turning back to his sister.
"Oh, I don't think that would be a good idea." Arthur laughed nervously.
"I don't think so, Mordie let's give them a bit of a rest huh?" Morwen whispered coming to Arthur's rescue.
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Morwen waved the hunting party off, and when the spectators dispersed Merlin saw her call forward a wolf. She bent down and whispered into it ear, while petting it affectionately. She then stood up and watched as it ran back into the woods. A few moments after howls echoed through the trees. She was walking back to the palace now, Merlin wished to confront her about what he had just witnessed when Morgana linked arms with her and dragged her off into the palace.
"Where are we going?" Morwen asked. Morgana opened the doors to reveal her chambers.
"Ah, your chambers, Mordred tells me that you helped him Lady Morgana." Morewn whispered. Morgana smiled.
"Arthur seems rather interested in you." Morgana blurted out.
"You've had a dream then?" Morwen asked. Morgana turned bright red and began to stammer
"I can sense things, don't worry about your dreams. They are designed to help the ones you care about." Morwen explained . Morgana looked away from her.
"What about Uther?"
"Don't tell him. I know of one seer, who, whenever she has a dream, awakens and writes down what she has seen. It helps her with the visions takes the impact and the fears away." Morwen offered.
"I don't want to be a seer." Morgana near sobbed.
"I didn't want to be a Kuruni, but I am, and I can't change that. No more than you can change the fact that you're a seer. The only thing you can do is make the best out of what you are given." Morwen replied. Petting her hand consolingly.
"What if someone were to find my papers and were to tell Uther?" Morgana asked. Morwen thought this over in her thoughts she stood up and walked out onto the balcony. As she looked out into the forest an idea hit her. Putting her fingers to her lips she whistled and waited. Sure enough there was a shrill cry and then a falcon landed on her outstretched arm. She pet him softly and whispered to him. He let out a shrill cry and another falcon came and landed on the balcony's railing. Morwen called Morgana over.
"This here is Shaia. Whenever you have papers you wish to send to me for safe keeping, or you need to get a hold of me, attach your message to her and she will find me. No matter where I am." Morwen offered, taking the great bid in her hands and showing her to Morgana.
"You will take care of her wont you?" Morwen asked. Morgana stared at the bird perched on her arm, petting her softly.
"Oh, I will. I promise." Morgana replied. Morwen smiled
"Well I hope this helps you a little. I have to get ready for this banquet." Morwen whispered, taking her leave.
"He will want to dance with you. I've seen a painful future for hearts." Morgana called out. Morwen smile dutifully, but didn't put much merit to the words. She wouldn't fall for someone so dangerous, she knew herself better than that. Seer or not, Morwen could change her fate if she wanted to.
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