Morgana. Crying. And Merlin on her lap? This was nothing Gwaine had ever expected to see in this lifetime.

On the other hand, Arthur holding his sword, ready to kill but too confused to really do so- that was everything that Gwaine could expect from his king.

"Morgana." Arthur hissed in anger and despair. "Was I right? Was Merlin really with you all this time?"

"What are you talking about, Arthur?" And really, Morgana truly sounded surprised. "I hate Merlin. He was the reason why, why I…" Morgana went quiet and looked the man on her lap. "I hate him. He took everything away from me. You and him. Whatever I did, Merlin was always there, always loyal to you, Arthur. I can't understand it, I can't. Why?"

"Then why you are crying?" Gwaine asked, putting his hand on Arthur's sword blade and pushing it gently down.

"Because he remembered who I am- who I used to be. He made me remember how everything was. And how much I trusted him. How much I…" Morgana sobbed, her voice broken.

"He knew about you?" For some reason Gwaine wasn't surprised. Merlin was… Merlin. Gwaine was sure that Merlin knew everything what happened in Camelot. He just was that kind of man.

"Yes. Everything. He was there when all this began," Morgana answered, and it seemed to Gwaine that Morgana didn't even notice that she was stroking Merlin's hair. Merlin, who lay still. Maybe he was already dead. Maybe they had lost him. Maybe they were too late. Maybe.

"He was the one who turned the wave of our destiny. He made us what we are now." Morgana whispered as she watched Arthur.

"Why Arthur, why would you kill him?"

Behind of him, Gwaine heard Arthur's sword fall to the ground. He didn't have to turn and look back to know that Arthur was finally broken. Gwaine steeled himself.

"So you didn't know, Morgana." Gwaine sighed. "No one of us knew, not before this fateful morning. I always thought though, that it was weird- how he was always there, how he always insisted that he must be there, with Arthur. Always protecting him. Ready to sacrifice himself."

"That fool," Arthur cursed and Gwaine smiled.

"That fool. Our fool, who took everything on his shoulders. Until this morning, when everything changed."