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Chapter five - written by sparrowcrazy u/4032283/sparrowcrazy
Morgana stood on the hill looking out over Camelot as the last rays from the setting sun gleamed on the castle walls. A falcon was circling high above the wood near by.
"Hunting" was the fleeting thought of Morgana as she watched the bird dive after some unfortunate prey. The thought seemed to hang in the air. She was hunting too, only her game was far more dangerous.. in this hunt the bird might end up as roast. And she wasn't gonna let that happen.
Abruptly the sorceress turned her back to the view and made her way back down the hill. She paused by the stream where she had tied up the horse. Bending down she scooped up a hand-full of water and splashed her face, the cool refreshing touch felt good on her warm skin.
As she untied the horse she let her thought drift; "The boy had better not fail her. Time was dire and she couldn't afford more delays. Many times her dear brother had escaped his fate, but not this time. This time Arthur's reign would end.. and the time of Magic would return.
"You would have been proud of me, sister" She whispered.
The plan was almost perfect, all ti would take wad a leap of fate from the young kings side; an answer to a plead from helpless boy.
It hadn't been hard to convince Mordred to help her.. he was all too eager to take revenge, and besides... the boy would do anything for her.
Morgana laughed; a cold, heartless laugh that echoed in the woods.
Up in the castle, Mordred was looking out the window; high up there a falcon was hunting.
"So what was it you wanted to tell me?"
Mordred snapped back to attention at the King's question.
"Wha.. oh right" He took a deep breath, steadying himself.
"It's Morgana, my Lord" Mordred's voice trembled slightly. " She came to our village, in the woods where the druids were hiding. She told us she was there to help us.. I was so happy to see her again.." he swallowed.. his gaze seemed distant as he continued. "That night I woke up to screams and smoke; the whole camp was on fire.. and there where bodies.. bodies laying everywhere. She said this was the punishment for those who would stand up and fight... for cowards who would hide and conceal who they really are. She said we weren't worthy and that we all would pay..." the boy cut of hiding his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking, unable to continue.
Arthur's face was grave. He put a hand on the boys shoulder.
"You did the right thing coming here..." he poured a goblet of wine and offered it to Mordred. "Here.. now I need you to tell me; was there anything else? Did she say anything else that would help us find her?"
Mordred took a sip of the wine and seemed to pull himself together. "Just that Camelot would regret their ignorance... "
Arthur nodded. "That's good. You're tired.. there will be food and room waiting for you, go and rest, and don't worry, we'll find her." He promised.
"Thank you, sire" Mordred rose and went for the door but before he opened it he turned around again. " There was one other thing the mentioned.." His piercing blue eyes met Arthur's and there was a fierce glow in them. "..something about "The Fire Within"..." then with a quick bow he opened the door and left.
When Mordred was gone, Arthur sank heavily into a chair, a dark gloom threatening to engulf him. Thought's of the ones he loved drifted though his mind. The betrayals. His father, Agravaine.. Morgana. Why him? Why did he have to bear this burden?
Sighing he ran his fingers through his hair.. this was no time for self-pity, he berated himself. Standing up again he called for the guard.
"Send for the Knights, I want to see them in the counsel room immediately." As and afterthought he added. "And find my hopeless servant Merlin."
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