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This is a long and important chapter and I hope well written. I decided to split it in too after I saw how exactly long it was going to be. Another plot twist, of which I'd like your opinions.

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Assassin Of Syria: Bad things are indeed going to happen. And your excitement won't be vain, I promise. I hope you like the new turn of events. And I bet you didn't see it coming *evil smirk*

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Morgana put on her haughty smirk and walked slowly to the entrance of the Pendragon Manor. She was enjoying every moment of being able to enter the building like a victor and not like a thief.

The butler at the door threw a glance at her and before noticing Arthur he asked her.

"May I be of assistance ma'am? It's quite late."

"I am Morgana Pendragon" Morgana cast a glare at him. He off all people was definitely not going to ruin her moment. Merlin stifled a laugh behind them. "I wish to talk to Uther." She continued with the haughtiest of the voices.

The butler gaped at her for a while like a fish out of his water, stuttered a bit but managed to get out

"Miss Pendragon, you can follow me."

The group followed the butler in silence.

They found Uther in his living room, reading a book. When he saw them he took off his reading glassed and left them on the table. He looked more aged than he had in a long time.

"Morgana, my child, are you alright?" Uther stood up to hug her. She instinctively started to pull back, but then realized what she was doing and decided to let go.

"Of course I'm alright" she smiled at him. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"A grandchild of my own." Uther's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Morgana."

She said nothing, confused.

"We are here…" she started to say after some time.

"Yes, I know" he cut her off. "I knew it would come to this one day. You have questions and you want answers. And the curious thing is, I am willing to give them. Each and every one of them. To the last detail."

Morgana felt warmth spread through her heart. But she composed herself enough to state the first question without any hint of sentiment in her voice.

"What have you done to my mother, Uther?"

"It was while I was married to Ygraine. She was good, Ygraine. But I never loved her as I should have. As I wanted to." Uther stopped and swallowed hard. "But Vivienne, your mother, Morgana, she was gorgeous. Everything a man would ask for. Black hair, light eyes, and a character even better than her looks" he closed his eyes and sighed.

"and Gorlois, the old fool. He had her, yet he didn't love her. She gave herself to him and he did nothing. I was jealous, falling for her more and more every day. I told him, at some point. He didn't give a damn. "Do what you want" He told me"

Uther was looking straight ahead, but his eyes were blank

"What was I to do? I was young, and full of rage and lust. I did as he urged me to. I enjoyed, very much, I have to say. But the look of horror and disgust on her pretty face will never leave me." He paced a bit so that he faced the wall and they were not able to make out his face.

"And then, I had to cover for what I had done. I was afraid she would tell Ygraine. Or anyone else. That fear consumed me. I stayed awake at nights. I saw her on the street looking away and I felt the earth beneath me break. The only thing that could put an end to this madness would be eliminating Vivienne."

"Gaius knew all along" Morgana interrupted, suddenly remembering that first conversation.

"Sir, I would like you to consider again about telling her about the Vivian thing"

"No, Gaius, I have told you a million times, she cannot know. We have to keep the truth from her at any cost. I'm scared even to imagine what would happen if she knew."

"As you wish, sir"

"Aah, Gaius. A loyal fellow. Made him swear he would never say a word. He really did try to convince me otherwise. You should not place blame on him. I and Gorlois, but mostly I am the responsible for it"

"It was the biggest mistake of my life. I never really sat and thought about it twice. I was a successful businessman at my 25. I felt like I could conquer the world. No power on earth could stand in my way. No Vivienne had the right to invade my reality and make a mess of it. And Gorlois helped me. He helped me murder his own wife, the bastard. And all the rest of my crimes, they all come from this big fault of me."

"I never stopped to think what I had done. I lived by the principle that you have to enjoy this damn life and get out of it as much as you can. But I ruined peoples life for it. With Vivienne gone we had to deal with the police, frantic investigators, Ygraine crying all over the place for her best friend. And with you, Morgana, in the middle of this, who at the worst timing, were looking just like your mother. Like an impersonator sent to haunt me. I wanted so bad to get rid of you, because I knew you were mine. You had my temper and you had so many common things with me. Gorlois knew it too. After a few years, you were the only thing that reminded me of that night. But I couldn't do it. You were mine, and you were hers too, and as hard it was for me to admit, I had missed her and you were a welcome sight when I was happy. "

"You can't imagine what I went through. I was a fool, I still am."

"Gorlois, again, came up with the solution. He gave up on his natural child, Morgause, to keep you. He did all that just for me. At the time, I thought him brave and chivalrous. I admired so much his loyalty to me. But now that I come to think about it, I would never have made friends, in my right mind, with a cold-blood murderer."

"But then again, I had become one too. That's what I tell myself."

Morgana swallowed but the pain in her throat did not seem to go away. She should be furious with what Uther had just said. He had just uncovered parts of him that were dark and scary and that should draw her away from him. But instead, he became more approachable to her.

He killed Vivienne her inner voice screamed. He still is a murderer. He can't be trusted.

"Go on" she urged him with the most indifferent voice she could muster.

"What else is there to say?"

"We went to the papers, bought all the stock of the papers that would damage my reputation. Hired guards and security to keep track of the situation. The one thing brought the other. When we heard of anyone trying to throw some light on the scandal, I sent Gorlois my word and we eliminated them"

Morgana nodded.

"I want you to help us. Get us safely out, father." she told him in a whisper. "But in the end, we both know you are going to pay for your sins."

"I will do anything you ask me to." Uther said proudly.

"We want you to repeat this in court. We hope that law will get us out. We will find justice. Gorlois will pay. But Gorlois' downfall means yours too" Morgana's eyes stung from keeping her tears from falling.

"I'm an open book. To you and to them" Uther promised.

She walked towards him.

"Please tell me you have regretted this. That you are not bluffing" she said in a frantic whisper, trying very hard to keep her voice steady. "We need you on our side for once."

"Morgana" Uther looked at her with compassion. "My beautiful daughter. You look so much like your mother. You can think many things of me. I deserve it. But don't think, not for one second that I would do anything to hurt my grandchild. I can't afford it. It's the first living descendant of our family made with true love. You should be proud." Uther walked to Merlin and shook his hand.

"You are a good man, Merlin Emrys. I cannot bring back your father, and I'm sorry. But please promise me to keep her happy. I know you can."

Merlin stared hard at Uther.

"I will, sir. I give you my word."

Only then did Uther turn his attention to Arthur. He hadn't really sought it either, but stood silent in the background.

"My son." Arthur flinched at his touch but didn't remove. "Now you know all of your father's sins. How low you must think of me"

Arthur coughed and seemed to be choosing his words carefully before he replied.

"You have been…evil, cowardly, at some points father. I feel you have disgraced the Pendragon name. But what you just did, that was bravery. You have regained some of my respect. Don't ask for more."

Uther nodded in approval.

"There's one thing more. It's about you, Guinevere. I was a fool, not to realize what was going on between you and my son. I am sorry. I want you two to be together just as you want it. You have my full consent, even if I have denied it for long."

Gwen smiled at him and then at Arthur. Uther had not been that giving for a long time.

"Well, if we are done with the sad stuff, I suggest we go to the dining room. I think that the new Pendragon we are awaiting is more than a reason to celebrate."

They didn't have time enough to comprehend what happened I the next seconds. A loud banging noise came from the window. It broke with a loud crash and all eyes turned there. The next moment they were all turned around by Uther's gasp for air.

Morgana nearly fainted at the shock. Uther Pendragon was lying on the floor, a wound as if a bullet had gone through him spreading on his chest. His breathing was beginning to unsteady gradually. His eyes were open but seemed blank and unseeing.

She forgot who he was, hat he had done to her, what was his use to their plan. All she wanted was for her father to live. She run to his side, sat down next to him and begun shaking him. She was unable to hold back the tears that were flowing freely from her eyes, after she saw her actions brought no result.

"No" she begun saying as Uther's body became stiff and then it dawned on her. This bullet had not come from nowhere. There was someone, by the crashed window that had done this to her father. She was pretty sure she knew who he was. And she was damn sure that he was going to pay for him actions tenfold.

Merlin tried to hold her but she went to the window and screamed her lungs out, ignoring the neighbors that were coming out in curiosity.

GORLOIS LE FAY I'M GOING TO KILL YOU

Gorlois had just come down from the rooftop he was standing when he heard her. Her voice almost made his heart stop beating. This was an enemy not to be underestimated. He was driven by hate, she was driven by love. He felt the first pinch of insecurity.

*ouch*? When you thought you actually liked Uther I cross him from the map? Please don't hate me.

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