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Gwen's POV

I have the worst luck with men ever! I liked Merlin, turns out to be a woman. I liked Lancelot and he was banished, although Merlin said he kind of banished himself whatever that means! And then I was beginning to warm to Arthur and lo and behold he falls in love with Merlin, who I used to like as I used to think he was a well a he! How can I ever face Merlin again? I know something dramatic happened today in court that somehow involved Merlin, Arthur and Morgana. And now there's a rumour that Merlin and Morgana are sisters! What did that traitor ever do to deserve Morgana as her sister? I deserve to be her sister! I'm alone in the world- my parents are dead and my brother absent who knows where. I've always been quite a gentle person but I can feel rage bubble up inside of me and resentment, why am I always the last and the least fortunate? Merlin has a mother, a witch but a mother, Morgana as a sister and Arthur as a lover. Why does she, a liar and a witch, get all of this when I am stuck here in front of my dwindling candle trying to stitch one of Morgana's dresses so that she'll be impressed. She'd always treated me like sister but now Merlin will replace me. We were two lonely people who only had each other but now she has a sister, a mother and if the rumours of the court are to be believed Uthur is also her father! Which means Arthur is her brother, who is now with Merlin! They've left me out and I can't see them be willing to allow me, a simple blacksmith's daughter, back into their little circle. There was always something about Merlin- for one thing she could read and write as well as any noble- she was always too endearing, too slimy. She was probably trying to worm her way into our hearts, she is a witch after all!

I can picture her face now, the female one, she'd been so sneaky and calculated, taking down her disguise in front of the whole court and renouncing her mother. She was probably working with her mother to infiltrate Camelot, by renouncing her and appearing to be overwhelmed with guilt for lying to everybody whilst secretly working with her mother to bring down Camelot! Nobody would believe me of course, I'm not the new sister of the King's ward or the lover of the prince. She's a clever one this witch I'll give her that but she'll slip up eventually.

When she does I'll take back my place as Morgana's confidante and sister and will also reclaim Arthur. Then I'll finally be happy with everything I could possibly want. If I play my cards right with Uthur I might even be allowed to marry Arthur and then one day be Queen of Camelot! Queen Guinevere sounds very well indeed...

Balinor's POV

I'd felt her. For the first time in twenty years I felt Ambrosia- her magic pulled to me across the distance and I lifted my eyes to the moon and tears filled my eyes. She was back, she was complete again not that I hadn't loved her without her magic but I could sense she'd felt useless and pathetic. She was never that to me even without her magic she was strong, brave and beautiful. Her magic had only enhanced that more and now I need to find her. I crept silently into the night mumbling magical words to hide my trail. People couldn't know I was alive or that would ruin everything. I could feel my kin trapped beneath the fortress of Camelot and anger rose up inside of me. When he was free I would let him burn Camelot to the ground, maybe then Uthur would realise what it's like to feel your world burn and you being powerless to stop it.

But first Ambrosia, I must find her and then our destinies will be fulfilled and we shall become the new King and Queen of Camelot. I follow the tendril of her magic and I feel more alive than I have in years.

Mordred's POV

"He's back." I called to my companion as I observed the water in the scrying basin.

Her brown eyes fixed of me and I saw the hunger we both shared for bloodshed light her eyes. "Then we must find him."

"I agree although it won't be easy he's following some bodies magical trail."

"Whose?" She approached me and stood by my shoulder.

"Ambrosia's." I heard the contempt in my own voice. The woman had been too weak to raise us and when the purge began abandoned us to be burned at the stake. She may have been the one who gave birth to us but she is not our mother. We have only ever needed eachother and that's always seemed to work for us however Balinor is a different story. He may be weak enough to fall under Ambrosia's spell but he is also strong enough to command a dragon so will be a valuable ally in our revenge.

"Aww, dearest mother." My sister cooed beside me and I didn't bother to hide my smirk. "Then we can kill two birds with one stone. Get Balinor on our side whilst showing our loving mama just how powerful her children have become."

"Sounds like a plan." I replied, grabbing my cloak and an amulet from the table beside me. "We better be going."

My sister grinned and took my offered arm. "Yes we had." Then with a few muttered words she transported both of us to the place I'd just seen Balinor in the basin. Without a word we headed off in pursuit, the thrill of the hunt pulsing through my veins.

Merlin's POV

Screaming startled me awake and in the darkness I was terrified but then remembered where I was. Morgana was writhing on the bed next to me and was screaming her lungs out. I reached out across the bed and touched Morgana's arm tentatively then before I lost all my courage I pulled her into my arms and rubbed her back trying to calm her down. The screams became muffled into my shoulder and they eventually stopped as Morgana woke but I heard a vase smash behind me and Morgana screamed again.

I pulled Morgana away from me and held her cheek forcing her to look into my face. "Morgana, you're safe. I'm here." She continued to cry but was slowly beginning to calm down. "Whatever your vision showed you Morgana we can fight and we can use that knowledge to help us. Do you want to talk about what you saw?"

Morgana steadied her breathing and looked me in the eyes. "I saw a fight. Ambrosia fighting a woman I didn't know. She was crying and in pain. Then I could just see flashes of us getting hurt and you were sobbing..."

"Morgana I'm fine. We're all fine if slightly illegal. These events haven't yet come to pass and we can stop them. With fore knowledge we can protect ourselves, Gana. Your gift can be more of a curse sometimes and I know it can't be fun but now we can prepare."

We were quiet for a while and neither of us seemed to want to break it. Gently I laid Morgana back down on the bed and walked over to the glass vase that she'd broken with her magic; I fixed it quickly and then rearranged the flowers whilst she watched me. "Can you teach me how to control it?"

I smiled. "Didn't you see the windows today? I can barely control my own!"

Morgana smiled weakly. "That was different. You were very emotional, it's understandable but I need help I keep exploding things and lighting fires. I need help Merlin!"

I sat down on the bed next to her and began stroking her hair. "Morgana, what kind of sister would I be if I didn't help you?" She smiled and lay back down on the bed. "We'll get started tomorrow but tonight get some sleep, Gana." With that we both settled back down to sleep.

Sorry if you didn't like Gwen here but I thought since in the show most of her plot lines come from the fact that she's in love with Arthur that didn't really work in my story. I swear I love Gwen in the original series.