Morgana traced a faint summer dew coating her window. She wrote MORGAUSE with her fingertip. Her red lips opened slightly as she hummed a lullaby. Her green dilated eyes watched as Arthur pulled a small cloak covered figure from the castle.

"He's with Guinevere. He's the only one in love. Do Gauis and Merlin count? "She shook her dark head. "No, but they love each other. Everyone has someone except me."

Her red lips wriggled when she noticed Arthur lifting Gwen over large muddy puddles. "Are they laughing? Does her heart race? Let's see?'

Morgana closed her eyes and mumbled a few words. Her green eyes glowed amber.

Her wet bare feet a trailed Arthur and Gwen. Her ivory robe hung from her white shoulders; her long dark hair lifted in a cool morning breeze. Twigs scraped her ankles as she walked deeper into the forest. She could feel the magic of the dragon. Morgana giggled to herself. "Magic makes you quick. I could catch up. I with you, Arthur and Guinevere. You can't see me. I'm see you." Morgana peered around a tree. Her green eyes watched Arthur's hands twisting around Gwen's unruly locks as he kissed her deeply. Gwen's small hands rested on his broad shoulders; her small feet pressing into the soft ground.

Morgana listened to passionate declarations of love. Tears dropped from her eyes. "What does love mean? Besides, not being alone… wanted, someone wants you. Just you. A prince and a servant. A physician and his nephew, and two sisters. Love means everything until it's gone."

Arthur rapped on Morgana's doorway. "Morgana," he called. Arthur listened to humming. I'm not in the mood for Morgana to ruin my day. Arthur opened her door; his eyes widened when he stepped inside to her disorganized chamber. Gowns strewn across the floor, jewels hanging from furniture; her drapes torn from the windows. In the midst of chaos, Morgana danced in the center of her chamber holding a mirror as she smiled and cooed at her reflection. Her long dark hair spun around her slender body like a loom.

"Morgana?" What is wrong with her?

Her hair fell over her green eyes. Arthur noticed a feral, dangerous look in her green eyes.

'Arthur," Morgana breathed sadly. "I didn't hear you." Morgana reached a cool pale hand towards Arthur.

Arthur stepped back from her hand. "Father, wants you on the ramparts in one hour to bade farewell to Cenred."

Morgana smiled sadly. "Cenred won't fare well, Arthur."

"I'll see you there," Morgana." He walked away from his sister. He gave her one last look before he shut the door. Gauis needs to examine her.

Arthur stood with his hands resting on the ramparts; Uther by his side as they watched Cenred depart for his kingdom. Arthur was glad for Cenred to leave his homeland. He had grown weary of entertaining their enemy; as he lunged in their midst. Cenred ate their food, and drank their wine as he made plans to invade Camelot, their kingdom.

Arthur realized that Morgana didn't join them to bade Cenred good-bye. Uther ordered her presence on the ramparts. He was surprised Uther didn't send for Morgana.

Uther's cunning blue eyes watched his enemy depart. He felt rested from his dream of Igraine; like his life had a meaning.

"Arthur?"

"Yes, Father."

"Have you loved?"

Arthur blinked. What? Has he loved? Arthur wanted to shout from the ramparts that he loved Guinevere, servant or not. Guinevere would be his queen; she would sit at his side. May, pity be on the side of the person that tried to separate them. Arthur controlled his emotions. A few misspoke words could cause Uther to hunt Guinevere. He couldn't trust himself. Arthur shook his blond head.

"No, Father, I have not loved," Arthur lied.

Uther shook his sadly. "Love is worth more than the kingdom. I see a kingdom without a queen. Only hard king; don't be me, Arthur. Learn to forgive."

Arthur watched Uther walk away. "What?"

Cenred smiled to himself as he approached the Lovers' Tower surrounded by flowing green grass and lush trees. "March on," he commanded his men. "I need some time." Cenred tied his horse to a tree. His dark eyes scanned the area; his hand touched his sword. He shook his head. "I thought I heard someone."

Morgana sucked on a strand of hair as she watched Cenred use Morgause' magical words to climb The Lovers Tower. "Time for our prize, Cenred. Time for Morgause to see you, one last time," Morgana wailed as she skipped towards the Tower.

Gwen's dark eyes widened with fear when Cenred climbed through her window. She threw a peach at his head. Cenred grabbed it from the air, and sunk his white teeth into the sweet flesh. Gwen stepped back apprehensively. "Such a sweet tender thing."

Bob stuck his head around the corner. His teeth bared. "I can't save, Mother." Bob leapt from his window and quickly soared towards Camelot. His flew flapped furiously as his heart raced in fear.

"Why are you here, milord," Gwen asked politely.

"I just wanted to say Hello, Gwen." Cenred waved a black leather glove. "To sample everything Camelot has to offer."

"This isn't Camelot."

"What have you offered Camelot, Gwen?"

"Nothing, except service."

"I would like service that you give Arthur pen dragon."

"You're not Arthur."

The corner of his mouth turned up. "Close enough.

Gwen ran towards the door. Cenred caught Gwen by her waist and threw her body into a wall.

She flinched when Cenred touched her face tenderly. A small cry on her lips as tears dropped to the floor.

"Cenred," Morgana called. "Always wanting what doesn't belong to you." Her eyes glowed amber; Cenred flew from Gwen. Morgana gave her a weak smile. A strong wind wrapped around Gwen and carried her into the next chamber. The door slammed shut loudly. The wind placed Gwen gently on her feet. Gwen raced back, and her fists pounded on the door. "Morgana, don't!" Gwen screamed. "Morgana, what are you doing. He has a weapon. Morgana," gen screamed.

Morgana ignored Gwen's cries as she smiled at Cenred a dark wild light in her green eyes. "You like to hunt, Cenred. Let's play the skinning part. That's what you do to animals after the hunt," Morgana reasoned over as he laid moaning in pain.

Gwen covered her ears as she heard someone shrieking in pain. Warm red blood seeped from under the door.

Merlin sat on a bench watching Gawain and Arthur sparring. He spotted something barreling through the air. His mouth dropped open when Bob floated into his sight.

"Merlin," Bob squeaked, "save Mother."

Bob plucked Arthur from the training area and departed in the sky.

Arthur looked around as he rose from the ground. His face twisted in anger when he realized that Gwen's blasted dragon held him in his mouth. Anger mingled in his blood. "Bob, why are you here? Why are you not with Gwen?"

Arthur's blue eyes widened. "Where's your mother," Arthur demanded. Arthur wrapped his arms around Bob's ankles as he clung to the young dragon. "Take me to Gwen."

Merlin rushed to Gawain. "Gwen must be in danger. Bob would never leave her side." Gawain nodded. Merlin and Gawain rushed towards the stables.

Gwen sat with her legs twisted around her. Her dress soaked from tears as she rocked slightly. The cries and pleas were awful. Morgana's wails of hate; calling Morgause's name; and demanding her back from Cenred was heartbreaking.

Gwen's eyes shut when she heard Morgana approaching. "Arthur, I love," she muttered sadly. I… never told, you."

Gwen watched Morgana entered her chamber. Her white dress streaked with red blood; her dark hair tangled around her head; and her blood stained hands reaching for Gwen. Morgana smiled weakly at Gwen. "It's better now."

Bob flung Arthur into the tower. Arthur landed on his knees, and jumped into a combat position. His hand removed his sword. He swallowed bile from the bloody sight in the living area. Disgust and fear marred his handsome features. He recognized Cenred's dark hair. Carefully, he stepped over Cenred's corpse. His feet carried him to the corridor. His ears perked when he heard a song. Fear danced along his spine; he recognized the tune, Morgana's lullaby.

Tears dropped from his eyes. His hand clutched his sword as he resolved himself to killing his sister. This could not be forgiven or ignored. He should have kept Guinevere with him. He should have told his father.

Arthur turned the door handle. His sword slipped from his gripped as he watched Guinevere brushing Morgana's tangled dark hair. His eyes watered when he spotted Morgana's blood soaked dress.

"Arthur," Morgana called. "I saved her for you, my little brother. I couldn't save Morgause. I saved Gwen. You should never be alone."

Gwen pressed a finger to her lips as she gently brushed Morgana's hair. Arthur took small steps towards Gwen and Morgana. Gwen shut her eyes when Arthur slid an arm around her waist.

Morgana's sad eyes looked at Arthur. "Don't be mad at me. I didn't poison Father. Cenred did… he's dying, Arthur. Uther is dying… he came here to hurt Gwen. I had to stop… him, he's so bad, Arthur. Love shouldn't be wasted.

Arthur walked to a water basin. He poured warm water into a bowl, and walked back to Gwen and Morgana. He dipped a cloth into the water, and took Morgana's hand. Gently, he wiped Cenred's blood from her fingertips.

"Morgana, I'm not mad. Just want you to be well."

Merlin and Gawain were horrified by Cenred's demise. Gawain wrapped his arms around Gwen, and held her tightly in his embrace. Gawain wrapped a blanket around Gwen's trembling shoulders. Merlin grabbed a bowl of sugar, and offered it to Bob. The young dragon sank to the floor, and licked the grainy mixture.

"Arthur, we need to fix this" Merlin asked cautiously.

"We can't fix this."Arthur looked at the carnage. "We take Gwen and Morgan, and leave this place. Burn, everything in here. It's cursed. Topple the tower. Cenred's men will think it's an accident. They don't know who lived here.

Merlin felt a rush of pity when he spotted Morgana smiling at someone. Dreadful glee in her green eyes.

Arthur wanted to ignore a pang of jealousy when he spotted Gwen wrapped in Gawain's arms. He wanted to allow his friend to comfort her. He wanted not to rip her away from Gawain's arms. Arthur did not control his hands or feet when he tapped Gawain's shoulder. His blue eyes shot daggers at his mate. Gawain shook his head, and released Gwen to Arthur's embrace. Arthur swallowed his dreadful pride and jealous when he felt Gwen trembling in his arms. "I'm here," Arthur soothed. His large hands moving along her back. "You're moving into the castle. " Gwen shook her head against his chest. "Yes, I'm not asking. I am stating a fact. I'm going to talk with my father."

They watched the white Tower consumed in red flames, burning bricks dropped from the sky as the heavy smoke burned their eyes. Arthur slipped arm possessively around Gwen's waist. He actually smiled at Bob, who flew next to their horse. Gawain's worried face caused Merlin concern. "Gawain?'

"Yes."

"What are you thinking of?'

"She's mad and magical. Merlin. It's a bad combination."

"We'll match her movements, Gawain. Perhaps, we can help her."

Gawain raised his eyebrow. "Did you see what she did to Cenred?'

Merlin's faced paled at the memory of the former king. "It was… inhumane, even for Cenred."

"She's capable of great chaos.'

"Yet, in the height of her madness, she didn't murder Gwen."

"True."

Arthur took charge of the party upon their return to Camelot. He ordered Morgana's maid to arrange for a bath. He noticed people staring at Gwen; several servants rushed over and embraced their friend. Gawain stood watch over Gwen as she helped Morgana to her chamber. Arthur set his jaw, and set off to find his father.

"Father?"

Uther smiled at his son as he entered the Council room. He waved Arthur into the room. Faithful Gauis stood motionless by Uther.

"Arthur, where have you been?"

Arthur removed his gloves, and tossed them onto a table. "Cenred's dead."

Uther dropped his parchment as concerned flooded his eyes. "How?"

"Morgana flayed him for killing Morgause."

Gauis raised his white eyebrows. Uther paled as he processed Arthur's words. "How could Morgana flay Cenred? She's a mere woman."

Arthur exhaled. "She's a witch."

Uther laughed. He looked at Gauis' somber expression. "Did you hear that one, Gauis? Morgana is a witch."

"Arthur is correct, Uther. Morgana is a witch."

Uther shut his eyes. "It must be a secret. No-"

"No, father," Arthur yelled. Arthur's patience broke. "Morgana is mad from secrets. I'm tired of secrets. Morgana is my sister." Arthur enjoyed the confusion playing across Uther's face. "You speak of love, Father. Yet, you betrayed my mother, in the depths of her despair. You gave another woman a child."

"Arthur-"

'No, Father… I'm in love with a servant girl. She will be my queen."

"Not as long as I live, and I don't plan on dying."

Arthur's shoulders dropped. "She will be my queen. Cenred poisoned you. You're dying. I don't want to fight. You can't be pious when you have hurt so many."

Arthur turned on his heel to walk away from Uther.

"Arthur, come back here."

Arthur looked over his shoulder at Uther. "Times have changed, Father. I'm not going back to the mayhem and lies."

Uther swallowed nervously when Arthur walked out of the door. He slumped in his throne.

Epilogue

Uther Pendragon died thirty days after Arthur confronted Uther about his deception. Igraine escorted Uther to the next world to answer for his crimes against humanity. Upon being crowned King of Camelot, Arthur issued a decree allowing magical people to live freely in Camelot. He knighted Elyan, Lancelot and Percival as knights of Camelot. He sent Lancelot and Percival to oversee Cenred's kingdom. Arthur spent weeks working with Merlin to help Cenred's people.

Arthur played with Bob every day, and the young dragon soared in Camelot's sky, protecting the kingdom from invaders. Ever so often, a cake or pie would disappear from someone's house.

Gauis spent hours with Morgana trying to erase the chaos in her mind. He poured over books; searching for a cure to ease her tormented mind. So, far, Morgana hadn't attack or caused mischief for the kingdom.

Six months into his reign as king, Arthur married Guinevere on a cold winter's day. His eyes shone with love as she knelt before him. Carefully, he placed the Queen's crown on her curly head.

Six Months later

Gwen rubbed her swollen belly; she smiled gently as her baby kicked her. A soft breeze lifted Morgana's dark hair. Gwen forgave Morgana because she too had suffered at Uther's hands. Gwen realized that she might have slipped into darkness without Merlin's support during the dark days of her father's death. Gwen missed her lively sassy friend.

"Hello," Morgana whispered happily. Gwen smiled at Morgana. She had grown accustomed to Morgana speaking to invisible people. Morgause and Uther's death wreak havoc in Morgana's mind.

"Hello, Morgana. Good morning, your highness!"

Gwen turned her dark head to view as tall skinny man clad in black smiling at them. He had short white hair and deep blue eyes.

"I'm here to help Lady Morgana?"

"She's fine," Gwen responded nervously.

"No, she's not. What would you give to heal her mind?"

"Anything."

Aredian smiled as his eyes watched Gwen's swollen stomach. His lips curled in pain when Igraine pinched his arms. Fury reigned in her blue eyes. "My grandchild is off limits for you, Aredian." Igraine waved her hand and turned Aredian into a black crow. His loud squawks filled the air as he flew away in a rage.

Igraine eyed Morgana with sadness. Her hurt melted away as she viewed the confusion and darkness haunting Morgana. Her presence put the baby at risk. Unknowingly, Gwen almost agreed to give the baby away to Aredian. Aredian with his slick tongue sporting false words. No, I must help Morgana.

They live happily ever after…. It is Camelot. So, they have lived happily ever after until the next witch, bests, old boyfriend, old girlfriend, long lost brother, evil king came to visit!

A/N: sorry, Morgana's evilness needed development, and a bit of remorse. Didn't get it in Merlin. This isn't over. I have to my Morgana and Gwen story.