Nightmares – Chapter 2 – People Change
Guinevere woke with a gasp as she landed on cold floor. Throughout her life she was used to the cold floor. Whether she was scrubbing it or if her father was sick and she decided to stay as close to him as possible. Opening her eyes the first thing she saw was a pair of startling pale blue eyes. Sitting up quickly she found herself not in her bed with Arthur but in a castle like place. It looked like it had been destroyed long ago. The walls were crumbling but it looked strangely homely, out of the window she could see a large waterfall with lots of trees. Looking around the boy stood watching her, his eyes unblinking as he studied her.
"You need your rest"
The boy's voice echoed in her head but his lips did not move. His eyes were huge. He looked no older than 12 but his eyes seemed older than his face, as though he had seen things a boy his age should never have seen.
Rising to her knees before the boy, she took in his full appearance. He wore a white shirt with black trousers and boots. He wore a large green cloak which covers his head.
"Have I met you before?" The boy seemed terribly familiar.
"I have been to Camelot only 3 times but I have seen you before Lady Guinevere, who would have thought it, a simple servant being Queen, stealing the kings heart from the one that it belonged too" His pale, Blue eyes had turned cold.
"Arthur never loved another, so who would his heart have belonged to then"
"It belonged to the girl destined to become Queen, the girl Uther Penndragon approved of, the one who is far more beautiful than you, The Lady Morgana"
"Morgana was more of a sister to him; he loved her as a sister"
Mordred just stared, before his eyes turned Golden and the darkness filled Gwen's vision once again. As her brain spiralled into oblivion, her main thought was Arthur, would he be scared when he found himself waking up alone.
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"Morgana" Mordred ran across what had once been a fine ballroom to where the girl who had saved him stood. She stood with her back to him, whispering words of magic under her breath.
Smiling, Morgana turned towards him. She looked like a goddess who had left the Heavens to travel on Earth. Her appearance had changed drastically since she "died". Her eyes had a strange glint in them, of mischief or Evil he could not tell. Her hair was still long and her face still beautiful but thinner now. Morgause had been planning this for some time. To separate Guinevere and Arthur was their first task. If they were to restore magic to the land then they needed Arthur in no shape for battle. The loss of his love would do this perfectly and also if they could convince her to join there side then perhaps not only fear of her well being but betrayal that she had left him and joined the dark side.
"Did it work?" as she walked toward him, her figure demanded authority.
"She is here, I'm sure she will listen to you, you were her friend and she will help us I could swear upon the Ancient's"
Morgana smiled but again Mordred saw the change, it was no longer the caring woman he had first met, who smiled warmly at him, but a cold- hearted woman, with an evil smirk.
Walking swiftly from the room, Morgana headed towards the room were Gwen was resting. As she walked in Gwen lay on a blanket spread on the floor. Her brown curls swirled around her face. She looked pretty much the same as when Morgana last saw her but she was dressed more elegantly. She wore midnight blue sleeping gown which was made of the finest material. She looked peaceful, Morgana realised that because of her communicating with Gwen while she was asleep, she must be extremely tired as Morgana had to use some of her energy for the spell to work properly. Sitting down on the blanket beside her, Morgana gently, ran a hand down her face; Gwen used to do this if Morgana had a bad dream or needed comfort. Smiling down at her, Morgana laid down beside her and fell instantly asleep, her hand holding Gwen's.
