A/N: Okay... Proof of my existence! And my promise to get through all the pairings you challenged me with! No matter how bizarre. This one goes out to Thelosthungergames, who wanted Morgause/Uther. Well, err, you got your wish. But it's pretty weird... and I don't know how canon it is. That's for readers to decide! Knock yourselves out. As usual, no pressure on the reviewing thing. I'm a useless writer (my updates are about as reliable as sunshine over here) so I see no good reason why you should feel obliged to review ;) Enjoy the weirdness!
In one startling flash of a moment something cracked over Camelot's sky, something too unearthly to be lightening, illuminating that ghostly hair as she moved towards him, taunting, flanked by her sister.
But he wasn't watching Morgana.
He was watching the fabulously wicked woman beside her; cruelty and hatred playing out an entrancing dance across her features, as she summoned something foreign with clenched hands.
In the eye of the storm, as a dying, failing, flailing battle raged, Uther admired Morgause. He fleetingly tiptoed across that line between hate and love, before shying back again when the moment passed.