Morgana was fast asleep. The Titanic was traveling at full speed and her maidservant Gwen came by to put off the candles and check on her mistress.

"Milady? I brought some extra blankets in case you are cold" she started saying but hushed as she realised that Morgana was already sleeping.

As quietly as she could she lit off the candle and placed near the window. Then she went to bed too.

A thunderstrom was raging outside. The gigantic ship strided fearlessly through the ocean.

Morgana was squirming restlessly in her sleep, hundreds of gory pictures passing in front of her shut eyelids.

And then it happened. In her sleep, Morgana's eyelids lifted a bit, and her usually bright green iris had turned gold. Magical gold. The thunderstorm howled from outside. And the candle near the window suddenly lit up.

A thunder hit the sea near them and the loud bang was heard all over the ship.

Morgana woke up gasping and stared at the candle to ease her fear. And then, out of the blue, her eyes went gold again and the flame started to rise higher and higher, Morgana paralysed with fear and unable to do anything.

The flame rose and rose until the curtains were on fire. And then Morgana realised the recent events and screamed for dear life.

"Are you sure you put out the candle Gwen?"

"I swear I did, sire" Gwen answered for what was the hundredth time that morning. "I clearly remember putting it out and placing it on the window."

"Then there's only one explanation for what happened" Ruth said in a serious tone."A lightning must have hit the ship. The night was rainy."

"Ruth, dearest." Val said. "You are forgetting sorcery. There are many who would want to harm my dearest fiancée. This is what we are fighting against. "

Morgana hid her face in her hands. Beneath her blankets, no one could see the tear stains on her face. Because she knew it. She was certain that what had happened was magic. And she was the one using it. She was a sorceress. Magic was punishable by death. She would be burnt at the pyre.

"I am going to burn this damned sorcerer alive" Val said. "They deserve it. Magic corrupts. It makes you a monster."

She closed her eyes and tried to think about something pleasant for a change.

Merlin was wondering on the decks alone. He was thinking about his wondrous luck to be aboard the Titanic. He took out his sketchbook and started something from scratch. It was a girl with her grandfather looking at the sea. She reminded him of his life back at the village of Ealdor.

A young man came near him and nodded at the sight.

"You're good in that" he said. "Very good."

A crew member came a few minutes later leading three large dogs to their place.

"That's typical. First class dogs come here to take a shit" Tommy chuckled.

"Like I cold ever forget it." Merlin said, never looking up from his sketch, bored.

His eyes shot up at the sight before him.

A young woman, not older than he was, was standing on the deck, gazing at the sea with a melancholic expression. She looked like a sad and isolated figure from a romantic novel. And when she turned her head, he realized it was the very same he had seen crying at the port.

He saw her take of her hat, look at it for a second and throw it into the water. Before Merlin had registered what happened, another man came towards her. He looked high-class and great in his suit n tie. They argued in pantomime, the girl storming away in the end and the man following her steps.

Tommy chuckled again.

"Forget It bro. Only in your dreams can you get next to the likes of her"

"What do you think of the accident in first class? The whole ship is buzzing about it." Tommy changed the subject.

"I say that a lightning can't have hit the ship. Other parts would be on fire too." Merlin said skeptically.

"You can't suggest that it was…" Tommy said, dreading the answer obviously.

"Yes, I am. Sorcery. And I believe it was from the inside." Merlin said simply.

"I believe him" Lance said. "He knows a lot about sorcery"

"Oh man, Merlin, don't tell me you are a…"Tommy's voice faded away.

"Tommy, I don't know you long. But it seems you are a good fellow and after all we are going to spend quite a lot of time together. Yes, I was born like this" Merlin admitted. He checked if anyone was watching and then with a flash of his eyes, Tommy's tie changed colour.

"Suits you better this way" he winked.

The waiter arrived to take orders. Morgana was forced to join the rest for dinner and she was sitting between her mother and Val. Quite determined to displease them, she quietly searched her bag and started to light a cigarette, elegantly holding it with her red painted lips. She inhaled the smoke and tried to push all the bad thoughts away. To live for a few minutes in a world without problems. A world nothing like her own. Now, even more problems like Val and her selfish mother were added to the list. She had magic. She was a witch. And she couldn't hide it. She couldn't even control it.

"You know I don't like that, Morgana" her mother scolded her.

Val turned and took the cigarette from her.

"She knows"

There was nothing left for her in this life. She would just have to spend an eternity in Val's huge house, going to balls, and being bored to death. She felt useless. Just a pretty object in Val's rich home.

She decided to watch the conversation.

"Hey, who came up with the name Titanic? Was it you Bruce?" Molly asked.

"Yes actually. I wanted to convey sheer size. And size means stability, luxury and safety"

Morgana found that she could not even watch a simple talk without wanting to slap those people's smiles out of their faces.

"Do you know of Dr. Freud?" she turned to him in an irritated tone. "His ideas about the male preoccupation with size may be of particular interest to you"

"My god, Morgana, what's gotten into you"

Morgana couldn't herself more. She excused herself and ran away from the ballroom, leaving her mum to deal with apologies.

Merlin was almost asleep when he heard the loud noise of steps behind him. He shot out of his slumber, trying to identify the source and saw a female figure ran across the deck. Something in his gut told him to follow her. And after a few moments, he realized it had been right.

It was the woman he had seen so many times these days. She was wearing a white silken dress and her dark long locks were loose down her back, twirling at the wind. Her face was so pace that lighted luminously in the moonlight.

But she was holding to the ship only from the railing, gazing down to the black water.

She leant down, looking hypnotized.

"Don't do it" Merlin said simply.

The girl turned her head to look at him, and panicked she screamed.

"Stay back. Don't come any closer."

"Take my hand. I'll pull you back in"

"No! Stay where you are. I mean it. I'll let go."

"No you won't" Merlin grinned goofily. Anxious as he was about the girl, he could sense in her being that she wouldn't give up. Her character seemed strong. And the spark between them when she looked in his eyes almost burned him. It was like magic.

"What do you mean no I won't. Don't presume to tell me what I will and what I will not do. You don't know me."

"You would have done it already. Now, come on, take my hand"

"You are distracting me. Go away. "

"I can't. I'm involved now. If you let go, I'll have to jump in there after you."

"Don't be absurd. You'll be killed.

"I would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. I was kinda hoping you'll come back over the rail and get me off the hook here."

"You're crazy"

"I'm not the one hanging off the back of a ship" Merlin smirked.

"Don't play with me. You can't possibly understand what's happening to me. Just go"

"What's happening to you?" Merlin asked curious.

Her voice became darker. Like a hard whisper.

"Do you know, how it is to feel alone, like no one understands you? To have problems that you can't even admit to anyone? To know that you must pretend or else you will be seen as a monster?"

"Believe me." Merlin said in a similar tone. 'I think I know this better than anyone. You are not weak. Come on. You don't want to do this. Give me your hand."

Morgana looked down at the sea and then back to his hand. The reality factor of what she was about to do was finally sinking it. And the guy seemed to have a secret too. Curiosity and fear got the better of her. The water under her was so cold, she was going to hurt so much. She slowly extended her hand to the black haired guy who caught I and smiled at her.

She turned to come back over the rail and the vertigo that got her at the view of the black water under her was terrifying now she had decided to live. He looked in his eyes and found herself thinking that they looked even deeper than the ocean in front of them. Blue and clear.

"I'm Merlin Emrys" he said quietly.

"Morgana Pendragon Le Fay" she said.

"I'll have to write this down" he joked. And that instant, Morgana tripped on the railing and fell, holding to the ship only from Merlin. She let out a piercing scream.

"I got you, I won't let go" Merlin shouted.

He held her with all his strength, bracing himself on the railing with his other hand. She screamed again.

"Morgana, please try. I'll pull you up." Merlin said.

Morgana waited quiet and pushed with all her strength towards the railing. But suddenly, he loses the grip on her. Morgana is screaming in panic again as she falls. The sea is coming towards her at a rapid pace and death seems so real.

Merlin's eyes flash gold. And Morgana stands still on the air, floating gently to the deck, her eyes open in shock.

When she was on your feet, she looked at Merlin who looked strange. Even scared. Morgana had looked at him with a glint that showed recognition. Approval. Perhaps this was what was troubling her. To know that you must pretend or else you will be seen as a monster. That about summed up his life. Yes. Morgana Pendragon, the high class miserable girl had magic. It made sense.

"That was ma…" she started to say but she caught with the corner of her eye some crew members approaching.

"Ehhm, that was marvelous Mr. Emrys. I'm so grateful."

"Morgana, what are you doing here with this tramp?" Val said.

"He just saved my life"

"What do you mean he saved your life? What were you doing?"

"It's stupid really. I was leaning over the edge and…I slipped" she improvised.

"The boy is a hero then" A crewman said.

Val handed Merlin a 20 pound check and turned to leave.

"Is this the going rate for saving the woman you love?" Morgana said in a haughty manner. "A twenty?"

"Morgana is displeased" Val says. "Mmm, what should I do?"

He thinks about it for a while.

"Oh, I know. You could join us for dinner tomorrow, to regale our group with your heroic tale" he said, smirking.

Merlin thought about it. He disliked Val with all his being but it was a way in which he could find out more about Morgana Pendragon Le Fay.

"Sure. Count me in" he said simply.

Morgana looked at him and in her eyes was a hint of glee and joy. When Val had turned his back, she shot him a small weak smile.

Merlin thought, he hadn't seen her smile to anyone else on this trip. He was beginning to like her way too much.