A Choice
She stood between them, right in the middle. Before her, Morgana telling her not to look back, pleaded to come with her. Behind her, Arthur was silent, lying down with his wounds.
Gwen kept thinking how much Morgana needed her- oh her former lady can create fires and throw things with only a thought, but she was so scared, so angry. But would she be helping Morgana or go down a frightening path with her?
Morgana made a choice so she must make one as well. She stepped back, knelt down and tended to him.