Thanks for the reviews guys. It's been a while since I last updated but I will try and update more often. I also resequenced the story a bit to make it flow better. Enjoy this chapter.


Morgana could not sleep since she had ridden back to her old hovel. She had tethered the colt outside and entered her hovel to find out that nothing had been moved in three years. Taking off her muddy leather boots she had crawled into her bed. Morgana had been unable to sleep and had tossed and turned until she was chilled to the bone. Venturing to the hearth, Morgana chucked some rotting wood which was lying on the floor into the hearth before setting it alight with magic. Clutching the necklace around her neck she thought of the one that she desired to speak to most. The round pendant of the necklace was grey with a picture of a white dragon on it. She had gained this necklace three years ago as she had found it in concealed in the letter from Mordred. It was wrapped in a piece of parchment which said:

This necklace and my necklace are linked to our brains. It is an unique art that was taught to me by my father. If you are in need think of me and however far away we are from each other we can communicate telepathically.

Mordred can you hear me? Morgana muttered telepathically.

Morgana? Mordred replied.

I-I'm s-s-sorry. It my fault Gwen made you get out in prison. Do you need rescuing?

It's alright. I unlike anybody else immediately figured out that you had control over Gwen. Morgana's tense, stiff body relaxed at the sound of this.

Has Gwen's little secret been found out yet? Morgana sweetly asked.

I saw guards dragging her past my prison cell so I think it has.

Why are you in league with Arthur?

Because he saved my life.

I saved your life too

I am not exactly in league with him. I am there to try and make him view magic differently. If this fails then I will plot against him. Speak to you later.

Goodbye Mordred.

Morgana sighed deeply. It looked like she was going to have to scheme against Arthur by herself. She had tried to ally herself with the Saxons but that had drastically failed and now Mordred was trying to change Arthur's opinion about magic so that wasn't an option.

Suddenly Morgana bolted up and began to search through a book which she had not taken to the Isle of the Blessed.

"Miht dagan, beþecce me. Adeadaþ þisne gast min freondum ond min feondum," Morgana chanted with her eyes shut. When Morgana opened her eyes and looked down she saw her hands were withered and chapped. Changing her dress into a plain black with a matching cloak, she set off outside. With a lot of difficulty she mounted the white colt and galloped off into the darkness.


"GWAINE! IF YOU DON'T COME NOW THEN THE TAVERN IS GOING TO BURN DOWN!" Percival boomed shaking Gwaine continously until Gwaine bolted.

"WHAT!" yelped Gwaine. "THE WORLD IS GOING TO END!"

"Not the world just the tavern," Percival corrected pointing out the window to the deadly flames which were just missing the tavern. "There are plenty of damsels in distress that require saving." Percival set off jogging to the fire.

"You're wrong," called Gwaine sprinting along beside Percival. "No tavern equals the world's end." Percival chuckled but as soon as they left the castle, both of them felt the tension in the air and turned serious (well as serious as Gwaine and Percival could be).

"I know," Gwaine called taking off his jacket and wrapping it round his face. "Competition to see who can rescue the most people from the building." Percival copied Gwaine by ripping off his shirt and wrapping it around his face. Both, Gwaine and Percival shot into the building but a guard grabbed Gwaine's shirt and threw him away from the burning buildings.

"WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT!" yelled the guard.

"I am a knight in shining armour and it is my duty to rescue pretty ladies," Gwaine growled. "I also believe that knights have a higher ranking than guards so bye-bye." Suddenly Percival burst out of the building clutching two young children.

"Two," Percival coughed leaping back into the building.

"Not fair," yelled Gwaine leaping into the building next to it. As Gwaine and Percival rescued more and more people, the fire began to extinguish. Men, women and children alike all worked in harmony to calm the raging fire.

"Fifteen," Percival choked. "I can't see anybody else."

"Seventeen," Gwaine hoarsely coughed bundling a little baby in ash covered blankets. Gwaine and Percival wheezed and puffed struggling to breathe from the smoke they had inhaled. Their faces were ashen and pallid.

"GWAINE! PERCIVAL!" Elyan screamed. "YOU NEED TO STOP! IT CAN'T BE GOOD FOR YOU! I'll GO AND GET GAIUS!" For once Gwaine and Percival actually obeyed and collapsed onto the ground unable to move there stiff muscles.


Since the guards had dragged Gwen to the dungeons, Merlin and Arthur had remained stationery and silent.

"How c-c-could she," Arthur fumed. Arthur was at loss of what to say but he felt one emotion: betrayal.

"Gwen would never do this to you in a million years," Merlin quietly said.

"SHE JUST DID!" Arthur raged. It really hurt for Arthur to admit how many family members sought him dead. Morgana, Agravaine and now Gwen.

"Think rationally Arthur. Gwen could never do this to you," Merlin pleaded.

"What are you implying," Arthur grunted immediately calming down.

"I think Gwen has been enchanted," Merlin whispered. Relief flooded through Arthur as he thought there might be some truth in what Merlin said.

"Your right. Gwen would never try to kill me. Who would try to enchant her?"

"I don't know. We can't rule Morgana off our list as she could have miraculously escaped King Gremian." Suddenly Gaius burst into the room surprised to see that Merlin was with Arthur instead of Gwen.

"Did I not get here in time to save there lives," Gaius panicked bending down to examine the guard's corpses. "I think they have been stabbed in the heart." Gaius gave Merlin and Arthur a bewildered look.

"It was Gwen," murmured Merlin bending down beside Gaius and gently closing the corpses eyes.

"We have reason to believe that she has been enchanted," agreed Arthur.

"Find out how to break the enchantment while I'll distract Arthur," Gaius whispered to Merlin. Merlin hastily slipped into his chambers while Arthur stared blankly out of the window.

Turning around Arthur asked, "Where has Merlin gone?"

"To the tavern. I tried to stop him but he persistently harassed me," Gaius said with an annoyed tone of voice.

Merlin exasperatedly sighed at Gaius's remark from his chambers. He was really going to go to the tavern at four in the morning considering he had not been to a tavern in years.

"Again? But we need to start hunting for this magical user," Arthur insisted.

"You are still unwell, sire. Best wait until tomorrow. Here drink this," Gaius authorised passing Arthur a bottle. As soon as the liquid made its way into Arthur's stomach, he went into a trance and lay back snoring.

Merlin whom had been flicking through the crisp pages of his magic book had finally found what he was looking for and crept back into Gaius's chambers.

"I'm going to give Gwen a visit," whispered Merlin.

"You be careful," warned Gaius.

Merlin looked over towards a sleeping Arthur and said, "Does he honestly think that I am going to go to the tavern at four in the morning. He hasn't suspected me of going to the tavern since Gwen's coronation feast."

"Talking about taverns Gwaine will kill you if you let the tavern burn to ashes," Elyan truthfully said bursting into Gaius's chambers. "There is a fire beside the tavern and many people require medication who have been rescued."

Merlin quickly walked down to Gwen's prison cell not even stopping to talk to Mordred.

"I'm King Arthur's manservant," Merlin informed the guard guarding Gwen's prison cell. "He has ordered me to talk to Gwen in private." The guard fumbled with the keys before locking Merlin in the cell with Gwen.

Before he left the dungeons, the guard ordered, "Shout for me when you need out."

"What are you doing here," growled Gwen lifting her hands up to Merlin's throat trying to suffocate him. "You saved Arthur's life. Therefore you must die." Merlin grasped Gwen's wrists moving them away from his throat.

"Look Arthur," Merlin called pointing. Gwen turned away giving Merlin time for Merlin's eyes to flicker gold and make Gwen fall asleep.

"Aheorde Gwen fram séo wiccung héo sy gespannon oþ," Merlin rumbled his eyes flashing gold. Deeply sighing, Merlin sat down waiting for Gwen to wake up. It was going to be a long wait.

"Merlin," Gwen gasped.

"Are you all right," Merlin stressfully asked embracing Gwen.

"No," Gwen wailed hysterically. "I have killed three innocent people not to mention trying to kill my own husband and best friend."

"It wasn't your fault. It was whoever who has enchanted you's fault," reassured Merlin.

"Arthur was wrong. Morgana is not dying. She is alive as it was her that enchanted me," Gwen whispered shakily.

"I should go and tell that dollophead that put you in prison to release you."

"Dollophead?"

"Arthur's nickname when he does something annoying," Merlin quickly answered calling for the guard to let him out of the prison cell. Merlin fled away before the guard could ask him why he had been talking to Gwen for five hours.

Bursting into Gaius's chambers, Merlin abruptly shook Arthur awake.

"Merlin! What the hell do you think you are doing?" yelled Arthur.

"The enchantment is broken. Gwen is really upset."

"Are you sure? Gwen could just be putting on an act."

"I'm positively sure as Gwen just told me that it was Morgana who enchanted her," Merlin assured.

"Mordred will be able to tell if she is still enchanted won't he."

"I don't know," Merlin replied truthfully helping Arthur stand up. Arthur's shoulder was still quite tender from the knife attack but Merlin had helped speed up the healing of the wound much to Gaius's disapproval.

When Arthur and Merlin entered the dungeons, Mordred looked at them eagerly, hoping that they brought the news of his release.

"Mordred I must offer you, my most sincere apology," Arthur sympathised.

"It's alright. I'm fine," Mordred assured Arthur.

"We think that the enchantment that was controlling Gwen is broken. Can you check that it is?"

"Of course," replied Mordred.

So you think you have broken the enchantment, Emrys. We'll soon see if that is true, Mordred softly whispered telepathically gazing at Merlin.

I have broke the enchantment, Merlin replied calmly.

"If you two want to talk you can. You seem to spend a lot of time staring at each other," Arthur laughed.

"Arthur," Gwen said, bewildered.

"Unlock the cell and then leave us alone," Arthur ordered. The guard unlocked the cell

and then departed the room with haste. "Mordred is just going to check that the enchantment is broken."

"Sit down and open your mind," Mordred told Gwen.

"What are you doing?" panicked Gwen.

"I am going to try and look into your mind to see whether Morgana is possessing you," Mordred soothed. Placing his hands on her head, Mordred's eyes flashed gold.

"The enchantment is broken," Mordred stated. Arthur just managed to stop himself from asking Gwen what had happened as he wanted to give Gwen time to recover before he started to plea for information about Morgana.

"Can you mind read?" wondered Gwen out loud.

"You would be naive to think of it as mind reading. The mind is a many layered thing, it is not like a book to be opened at leisure. It is called the art of telepathy so I am a telepath," Mordred explained.

"So just now if you wanted you could find out my thoughts," Arthur worriedly asked.

"No, I can't. My father could sometimes extract information that, a person was not willing to give. I am not that advanced but I can extract information if you open your mind. Open your mind Merlin," requested Mordred.

What are you going to do Mordred? Merlin questioned telepathically.

Just look into your mind. You can block anything you don't want me to see, Mordred explained. Mordred shut his eyes looking through Merlin's mind.

"Ow!" Mordred injected intensely. "Merlin resisted me. I am not ready, yet, to break through resistance unless it is really weak and feeble."

Nice try, Emrys, but you were too late.

Too late? What did you see?

Your broken heart. You poisoned her and still regret it but you felt that there was no other way. Over the past year you have had a few chances to kill but you did not. You had to torture yourself into trying to kill her but she was in the way of your destiny so you felt you had no other choice and tried to kill her.

She was my friend and even if someone wh-

Was she more than that Emrys?

"NOT EVER WAS SHE MORE THAN THAT!" Merlin screamed not realising that it wasn't telepathic.

"Merlin are you alright?" Gwen stressfully requested.

"Not ever was who more than that?" vigorously pressed Arthur.

"What?" Merlin pondered realising that he hadn't said the last sentence telepathically. "Uh... I am tired and haven't slept for days and... and I was day dreaming."

"Who, was it?" Arthur teased.

"Er... Just a girl from Ealdor," Merlin mumbled.

"We should probably get some sleep," suggested Arthur. "I'll have to make a public announcement later as rumours are probably spreading about you already Gwen." Merlin gave Arthur a nod to indicate that he was about to leave and rushed up to speak to Gaius. He then collapsed from exhaustion and had a well deserved rest.


A week had passed since Merlin had broken the enchantment that Morgana had placed upon Gwen. Gwaine and Percival had recovered well from the smoke but still had a irrated throat. Mordred was undergoing the challenges he had to face to become a knight. Though Mordred's sword fighting was nothing compared to the likes of the Gwaine, Leon, Percival or Arthur, Mordred passed his tests. Although it can be said that Arthur went purposely easy on him as he knew what Mordred was capable of.

"Sire," Merlin gasped.

"What is it now Merlin? But before you ask you are not going to get the day off to spend at the tavern with Gwaine. I had to keep an eye on Gwaine during the training session this morning because he was desperate to go to the tavern," Arthur joked.

"Princess Mithian is waiting for you in the courtyard she is desperate to speak to you," Merlin rushed.


"There, there Sunnivia don't cry," soothed Gwen embracing Sunnivia. "If you like him and he likes you then in time you will find a way to be together. You are only sixteen and you have your whole life ahead to get together. Don't waste precious years. Be optimistic. It took Arthur and I a few years to even be open to everybody about our feelings."

"I-I k-know t-t-that," Sunnivia sobbed wiping away the tears.

"What is happening," Gwen yelled opening the window. Four horses were being mounted by Merlin, Arthur, Princess Mithian and an old woman who Gwen recognised. Smashing the mirror and picking up the largest fragment, Gwen reflected the mirror off of the old woman. Looking at the reflection in the mirror she saw Morgana's face in the mirror instead of the old woman's. Gwen sighed deeply remembering how she had caught Morgause out with the mirror so many years. Unfortunately for Gwen the four horses had started to gallop into the distance.

"ARTHUR!" Gwen yelled. "IT IS MORGANA!" Arthur did not hear her shouts so he did not cease his horse from galloping.

"He is going to his doom," screeched Gwen sprinting out the room and leaving Sunnivia mortified.

"I just don't get it," Sunnivia moaned to herself. "One minute she is calm and the next minute she is acting like the worlds going to end and yelling Morgana's name though she is nowhere to be seen and smashing mirrors. I should probably tell Gaius about this. Having a mental illness or having illusions may be a side effect to Morgana's enchantment."

"They say the first sign of madness is talking to yourself," chortled Gwaine walking into Sunnivia's chambers. "Is everything alright? Gwen came screaming out of here a couple of seconds ago.

"Gwaine!" gasped Sunnivia. "Gwen thinks Morgana is going to kill Arthur." Gwaine bolted out the room before Sunnivia even had the chane to say, I think she mistook Morgana for a girl.

"What is wrong with some people," Sunnivia gasped. The words of 'He is going to his doom,' echoed in her head until Sunnivia fled out of the room after Gwen and Gwaine.


I have had Old Morgana in my story summary for ages so I thought it was about time to put it in the story. In the trailer Morgana is wearing a necklace in every scene she appears in so I decided to put that in too. Really looking forward to writing the next part of the story. Please review because it makes me motivated. Constructive criticism is welcome.