Soon this time. I had to make up for the lost time. The plot is thickening, you are to learn more and more things about Morgana's past. A new character appears.
Thanks for your reviews
P.S: I'm definitely not making any love triangles int his story. I think that the only thing Morgana and Merlin can rely on is their relationship. You can be confident that I'm not shattering it
Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin.
"So, where do we start from?" Merlin asked. They had moved into Draco's apartment for the time being as it was a place where no one would be able to spot them. Draco had been kind enough to let them have the bedroom and had accommodated himself on the living room sofa.
"First of all, we have to find a way to get into my father's gardener's house. He works both for my father and yours" he pointed at Morgana. She winced at the sound of "yours". Even though she had accepted the fact for her parents, she was not yet used to being called Uther Pendragon's daughter.
"And we can get his key, without him knowing?"
"For a while, at least. We can take it for ten minutes, have it copied and then put it back. Then we will have all the time we need and no one is going to understand it is missing."
"Ok, so, I guess it would be a good idea if one of these days we went over there, to have a look at the surroundings. You know, how are we going to make a plan if we have not once seen the place?"
"Okay, fine" Draco nodded. "We could go now. My father's working, and as far as I remember, Tom's working for Uther now."
"Tom?" Morgana said. "That surely rings a bell. Can you describe him?"
"He's bald and somewhat dark-skinned. I think he has a daughter at your age. I've seen her once or twice. I think she was taken with your brother, Morgana"
"Oh my god. I'm sure it's Gwen's father we are talking about. Can't we tell Gwen to talk to him?"
"I doubt it. He has always been very loyal to the Pendragon Family."
"Okay, so, shall we go now?"
"Yes, okay. So are we taking your car or mine, Merlin? I have a Smart, so I doubt we will be very comfortable in there."
Merlin opened his mouth to reply when Draco's phone buzzed.
Incoming Call: Morgause Fay
"Okay, I have to get this, she is my girlfriend." He took his phone and left the room "Hey, Morgause, how are you, love?"
Morgause Fay. Apart from the surname which clearly resembled hers, Morgana was sure she had heard that name again. A really long time ago. She remembered wondering for many years who this mysterious Morgause was. She had heard Gorlois mention the name once in a while. But this was not the most important. Now, after about fifteen years, she remembered as a flashback an event from her childhood which she had set aside all these years.
15 years ago
Morgana had just finished her homework. The Maths teacher had overdone it that day. She had spent over two hours trying to solve one particular problem. Now she was heading for the kitchen to ask her dad about it. As she approached the door, she heard voices from the kitchen. The once was clearly her father's, the other once resembled that of Mr. Uther. As she was raised to be polite, she knocked twice. She heard no reply so she slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
She had guessed right. The two men were sitting at the kitchen table. When they heard the door open, they both turned their heads towards her direction. Then Gorlois started shouting at her.
"Get the hell out of here, now. Can't you see I'm having serious conversation?" Morgana just stared at him. Her father had never addressed her again in such a way. Even when cross, he was kind at her.
"Get out, you damned child" Morgana was scared. She got hastily out of the room and closed the door behind her. Curiosity got the better of her, though. She leaned behind the door, eager to learn what the two men were talking about.
"How is she?" Gorlois asked.
"Oh, you know. How can life at an orphanage be? Though, Morgause she is said to be far brighter than most children in there. She will probably get a scholarship and change her future."
"I'm glad. I feel so guilty for replacing her"
"I know what you mean. Though, think that you are helping a friend. Why not join me to see her next week."
"And I'll go there as what?"
"We'll come up with something. Social advisor, reporter for life at an orphanage, athletics teacher?"
"Okay. It's settled then. Send me a message with date and time?"
"Sure. You can count on me."
"I know I can."
"So, see you. I must be off. Ygraine is going to roast me if she learns I have let Arthur waiting at the football practice again."
Morgana went to her room, thinking about Arthur and how he would have spent his time alone at the football pitch. He was her best friend at the time. Her parents didn't let her have many acquaintances apart from him and Gwen. Later, over dinner, she took a glance at her father's unsorted list of papers. She was distracted by the sudden buzz of her father's mobile phone.
Incoming Text Message
Subject: Morgause
"Who is Morgause, Daddy?"
He looked at her and with the most serious tone ever, he replied
"No one. Morgause is no one. And don't you ever mention that name in here."
Morgana obeyed.
Back to the present
Morgana started to realise everything. It was all being really small parts of a puzzle she was beginning to solve. "I feel so guilty for replacing her" Gorlois had said. She hadn't understood him back then. And she had obeyed her father. Till now, she had completely forgotten everything about the name Morgause.
Replace. Replace. Replace.
Morgana realised what it meant.
"Morgana, are you alright? You've been overly silent." Merlin gently shook her and asked her.
She turned to him with her expression unreadable. Her voice seemed to crack in the middle of her sentence.
"Morgause Fay is my sister. The natural daughter of Gorlois Le Fay and Vivienne. She was raised at an orphanage. And in some way, she lost along the way the "Le" from her surname"
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And. It crossed my mind the idea to have some magic involved. I have so far decided to keep it realistic but I want you to tell me your opinion on it
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