A/N: Owww, I finally have four followers and even a review! I'm so happy that I'm almost crying here! It only took a month!

So, basically, this is the comic story, even though it started with a lot of violence and Uther almost killing Merlin, but that's fine, really. I truly don't have a clue when I'll update this, because the serious story has preference and all. Anyway, now I'll answer my one review.

To Stacy – thank you for your kindness, milady, also thank you for reviewing my other story too. Hope that you enjoy them both.

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Merlin belongs to BBC.

Morgana was dizzy, feeling as if she the world was spinning around her. She blinked her eyes many times before her surroundings finally settled. Gwen was kneeled by her side at the bed, holding her hand and apparently asleep. Morgana felt guilty that once more she had to submit her best friend to an uncomfortable night due to her problems. Thinking about that, the lady noticed that she didn't know exactly what was the situation that made her maidservant spend another night away from her own father and home. In fact, she didn't have any memory related to what happened last night, as it was already daytime, and she realized that her bedchamber was bright with sunlight. She momentarily panicked, wondering if her nightmares had reached another degree in the frightening scale.

Had she acted based on one of them? Was that why she didn't recalled anything at all? Had she troubled Gwen more than it was habitual? There was only a way to know the truth, she had to awake her friend to ask her.

She shook her maid's shoulder, lightly not to startle her, but it had the opposite effect. Guinevere jumped from her position, with reflexes similar to Arthur's in combat, and promptly said:

"My lady!" she exclaimed and her eyes filled with tears as she continued: "You're awake! We thought that you'd never …". Gwen paused, biting her lower lip, and leaving the rest of her thought unspoken, saying instead: "Never mind, what do you remember about last night?" she inquired.

"Well, I had supper with Uther and Arthur, you helped me getting ready to sleep, then I asked you to go get my sleeping draught and … I think that my next memory is being here, this morning." She said the last sentence frowning and furrowing her eyebrows.

Guinevere covered her open mouth with her hand, as if to stop a scream, and asked Morgana:

"So, you don't recall what happened after I left your bedchambers?"

"No, Gwen, and I'm starting to get scared about it." She raised a single eyebrow at her friend and added: "What has happened that is so terrible to leave you speechless?"

Guinevere almost whispered an apprehensive: "I don't know either".

Then, she lowered her head before saying: "All that I can say is that you disappeared from your chambers late that evening and the King went searching for you. He required secrecy from the men that accompanied him, so nobody is telling anything about it."

"What? Why?" Morgana asked.

"I don't know, milady, but I think something bad must have happened. And I'm afraid. My lady, you're my truest friend in this world, even though I'm aware that it isn't proper –"

"Gwen, please, stop this." This time Morgana held her maidservant's hands between her own, squeezing lightly to reassure her: "I don't care if you're nobility or not. All that matters is that you're my best friend and you have to stop depreciating yourself based on a silly thing as your birth."

Gwen nodded, reluctant to leave her manners behind, and kept talking:

"Still, that's not how society see us, milady." She untangled their hands before adding: "But I'm glad that you are different from the rest of the nobles. I'm glad to be your friend." Gwen smiled at her, and exclaimed:

"Oh, I forgot! I have to immediately report that you're awake!" so she bowed and said:

"If you excuse me, milady, I must go."

"Gweeeeen." The lady said crossly, but, she giggled at the end.

"It's my duty, milady, er… Morgana."

So the maidservant left before the young noblewoman could protest any longer. Morgana was left alone wondering about what could have happened. Well, she'd have to wait until someone decided she was allowed to know the truth, which was one of the things that irritated her the most about being Uther's ward.

Not much time had passed when an out-of-breath king entered her bedchambers, with Gaius struggling to follow his liege pace. As Uther passed through the door and saw Morgana, he promptly diminished the distance between them and hugged her, so tightly that she had trouble breathing and he exclaimed:

"Morgana! You've woken up!"

"Yes … my lord … if you could … release me … then I'd breathe" she said between gasps.

The king was startled when he realized that he was suffocating his daughter. He abruptly grabbed her shoulders and pushed, which startled Morgana, but nothing that actually hurt her. Well, certainly, Uther was on the edge that morning, so the events from the previous night must have been something unsettling.

"Oh, forgive me, Morgana. I'm … I'm just glad that you're fine, I guess I overdid a little." He then sat at her bed, from

She smiled weakly at him, before asking the question that probably sour his mood, but the curiosity was too much to bare at that moment:

"I'm thankful for your concern, my lord. Now, if you could please explain to me what has caused all this commotion, I'd be even more grateful." Seeing that he was on his nerves, she decided to use the polite approach, tilting her hear upwards as she inquired.

"You don't remember?" The king asked incredulously.

"No, my lord, I do not." She said it almost as a whisper, because admitting the truth scared her.

"You were enchanted, my child." Uther placed his right hand on top of her cheek and caressed her face, before continuing "by a Sidhe, damn those vile creatures!" He gritted his teeth, turned his head a little, as if thinking of the being that had put a spell on her, and stopped his hand, resting it at her face.

"What did the enchantment made me do, my king?" she hesitantly asked.

At that moment, Uther locked eyes with Morgana and his expression was that of someone with a murder intent. Instinctively, his daughter flinched, so the king noticed that he must have made a terrifying face, because he knew his daughter was the bravest young woman that he had ever known. Softening his countenance, he answered her question:

"You were … you were … not yourself. You did something that you'd never do in your right mind. It's better if you don't know exactly what, just trust me, it was something terrible." By then, she was showing how much frightened she was, so he decided to soothe her worries adding: "It was nothing life threatening, you can rest assured." He smiled at her and kissed her forehead, standing up and telling her:

"For now, Gaius will examine you, to check your health. I'll be waiting outside until he is done." Then, the king paced to her bedchamber's door, closing it when he left.

The old physician approached her, asking her to follow his instructions while he checked her condition. Unable to contain her curiosity and even more scared due to Uther's previous commentaries about the events that happened while she was under a spell, she asked the old man:

"Gaius, please tell me what occurred last night. Not being able to know is really frightening. I have the right to know the truth!" She spoke the first part as a scared child and changed to her a righteous demeanor during the last sentence.

The physician raised one of his eyebrows and said:

"My lady, I'm not allowed to speak of such matters. I have sworn an oaf to the king. I'm afraid you'll have to convince him to tell you the truth. This is the only way."

"Please, Gaius, you know he'll never say anything! I beg you, it's my life we're talking about! What if I murdered someone and I don't know about it? What if I did something even worse? It isn't just that I keep living my life as if nothing had ever happened! Please, Gaius, I need to know …" She pleaded him.

"Morgana, it don't enjoy seeing you with this doubt, but I can't possible tell you the truth. Someone's life is at stake. Someone that is really dear to me, so I'm sorry, my child, but I can never tell, please, don't ask this of me." This time he was the one pleading.

Reluctantly, Morgana nodded, understanding his reasons not to let her know what had happened, but she was still unresigned, deciding that instead of pressuring her old friend, she would find the truth using other methods. Nonetheless, she was determined to at least discard some of the awful possibilities that were roaming her mind, so she asked:

"Please, Gaius, at least give me some answers. I didn't hurt anybody, did I?"

"No, my child." He smiled at her, then paused briefly and continued: "Well, not seriously, just some minor bruises."

"Who did I hurt, Gaius?" She inquired.

The physician noticed that she was probably gathering information and that she hadn't given up her initial intent to find the truth. But, by then, it wasn't as if she would actually be able to extract it from the other witnesses, so he replied truthfully:

"Uther, Arthur, Sir Leon and Sir Bedwyr." She had a shocked expression as he continued: "and they are all fine, nobody is in their deathbed, you can be assured of it."

Then he continued the examination, offering a draught at the end, saying:

"It'll help you recover your strength, my child. Drink it after your breakfast."

She complied, placing the vial at her bedside table. Gaius called the king and told him that Morgana was in perfect health, excusing himself and leaving Uther and Morgana alone.

When the senior Pendragon entered her room, He promptly spoke:

"Morgana, there's one more thing. I forbid you to be at the same room, at the same time, with Arthur's manservant." He told her sternly.

"What? Why? What has he done? This demand is totally unreasonable, my lord!" She exclaimed.

"Do you have affections for the boy?" He asked her with wide eyes and clenched teeth, obviously about to explode.

"No, my lord! But he is my friend and you already forbid me of doing so many things, why prohibit me to be in the same room as Merlin? Do you think he has a contagious disease or something similar? Well, that must be the only possible explanation to such an unreasonable request."

"Do not challenge me, child! If I do this I do it with your best interest in heart. That's all you need to know! You don't have a choice in this matter! Just obey me!" He told her, harshly.

"But Uther –"

"If you don't, then I'll execute him! Are we clear, Morgana?"

She was astonished by his severity and tried to protest again, but the king interrupted her again, angrily asking once more:

"Are we clear?"

She was about to object, but decided against it. She didn't want to risk Merlin's life, not after the druid boy episode, especially after that, when not even her integrity was completely safe from wrath. So, instead she nodded.

"Good." He said, seemly satisfied with her answer and his voice's tone was much calmer as he spoke: "You must eat your breakfast and drink your medicine." He kissed her hair and walked to the door, turning to face her before he left: "I already ordered your maidservant to bring it to you. I'll leave you for now, you must rest." And he stood there for a while, so she nodded and the king passed through the entrance.

Soon after that, Gwen came in, bringing a tray with food. Morgana ate and talked with Gwen about how weird all of this were, telling everything that she was told about the whole incident – which was obviously not the entire story.

When she finished, she grabbed the vial and was about to take its content when she felt something weird, similar to a tightening in her chest, as if something bad was about to happen, so she dropped the vial and it cracked when it hit the ground, spreading its contents.

Gwen gasped and immediately asked:

"Are you alright, milady?" Her concern was all over her face.

"Gwen, I felt something weird about the draught …" she said so looking at no particular place, then lifted her head to gaze at her friends eyes, continuing: "I don't know what come to me, I'm sorry for this mess." She said guilty.

"Oh, no, it's fine, Morgana. I had to scrub your floor anyway, it's not something to be upset about." She smiled at her friend in a heartwarming manner, calming her.

"I'll just ask Gaius for more, I'm sure he'll understand." So she bowed and left her mistress alone, taking the tray of food with her.