Amelia's POV
One night Amelia is awoken by warning bells and it is only the next morning that she actually finds out why the warning bells were sounding.
Amelia sits in Morgana's Chambers when said woman suspiciously, well to Amelia anyway, sends Anne and Gwen out of the room.
"Morgana?" Amelia questions.
Morgana chews her lip and looks anxiously towards the door as if worried about being overheard. "I need your help. We need your help."
"We?"
"Last night Mordred came to visit me." Morgana confesses.
"Mordred?!" Amelia exclaims before realising that she needs to quieten in case someone passes the door and overhears. "Is that why the warning bells sounded?"
Morgana nods. "But don't worry he wasn't caught despite Arthur barging in my Chambers."
Amelia sighs in relief. Her own attachment to the boy is still there and she can't bear the thought of something happening to him. "Why was he here? How did he get in?" She asks.
"A man called Alvarr helped him," Morgana explains.
Amelia frowns, she doesn't recall that name. "Alvarr?"
"Yes. He's been looking after Mordred, protecting him from Uther."
"That's good."
"Yes, but you see he has also been hunted by Uther as well," Morgana tells her.
"He has magic?" Amelia feels sorry for the man as he has likely been through a lot of trauma as a child.
"He wishes to walk free and without fear," Morgana explains. Amelia nods, understanding the feeling, "and many are joining but he needs our help." Amelia is unsure. "Come on Amelia! Do you not want to live without fear?"
"Of course, I do!" Amelia insists.
"So, you will help?"
"I don't—"
"Please Amelia. Do it for me, for Mordred." Morgana pleads.
Amelia feels her resolve faltering. "But what is it that we need to do?"
"There's a Crystal that is locked within the Vaults," Morgana tells her.
"Let me guess, it's magical," Amelia concludes.
"It is and they can't get it themselves so we need to."
Amelia looks at her sister, though said sister is unaware of their shared mother, in alarm. "What if we're caught?"
"No one will suspect us! We are the King's wards." Morgana reassures. "Come on Amelia we are their last hope."
"We need the keys." Amelia points out.
"Yes, Arthur's Chambers," Morgana notes.
"I'll do it." Amelia declares. She feels that she should do this for her sister.
"You will?" Morgana looks at her with wide hopeful eyes and a beaming smile. Honestly, how can Amelia say no to that face?
"Yes," Amelia says determinedly though nerves are already creeping in. Can she really do this and is it the right thing to do? Especially when she doesn't know what's going to happen anymore.
Though Amelia realises that she shouldn't be afraid of not knowing the consequences anymore. With what happened to Freya, Amelia feels like she's not doing enough. Maybe what Alvarr is doing is the right thing? This will give her more of a purpose?
—
Amelia finds herself heading to Arthur's Chambers and is hoping and praying that she doesn't come across Merlin and have to lie to him. She knows Arthur is out training and hopes Merlin is there with him.
Amelia sneaks in and takes a set of Arthur's keys from a drawer. She turns around and Merlin is standing there.
"Jesus Christ Merlin!" Amelia exclaims in fright and one of her hands goes to her rapidly pounding heart while the other hides the keys.
"What are you doing?" He asks. It is odd to be on the other side of Merlin's suspicions.
"I needed to talk to Arthur." She says. Well done, Amelia. Don't say too much or overdo when lying or it'll give the game away. This does nothing to reassure the pit in her stomach.
"He's out training." Merlin's expression doesn't change and Amelia doesn't like the tense air around them.
Amelia rolls her eyes and laughs as if to laugh at her own silliness. "Of course." She steps forward as if to leave.
Merlin stops her. "He, er, he trains every day. The same time, same place."
"I-I just wanted to talk about how Morgana feels bad for last night. Another time, perhaps." Amelia tries to leave again.
Merlin stops her again. "Did you know Mordred and someone else was here last night?"
Amelia decides then not to tell Merlin the truth as he doesn't trust Mordred and she doesn't know what he'll do. Her eyes widen in false shock. "Mordred?! What was he doing here? How did you know?"
"I heard him in my head," Merlin explains. "I thought I heard them going to Morgana's Chambers but they weren't there when we got there."
"Odd." Amelia tries to say casually. "Are you sure it was Morgana's Chambers and not somewhere else?"
"Maybe." He looks like he doesn't believe her.
"Well, the important thing is that he wasn't caught." She says, trying to diffuse the situation.
"Yes."
Amelia nods and darts around him and out of the room.
—
Amelia and Morgana don their cloaks and make their way down the stairs beneath the Castle that night. They quickly hide behind a wall to let a couple of Guards pass. Amelia clings to the keys in her hands while Morgana picks up a torch from its holder. When they reach the gate that leads to the Vault, Amelia pulls out the keys and unlocks the door and both of them step in.
There is another door at the end of the corridor where the Crystal lays so Amelia unlocks it, cringing at the loud creaking noise it makes, and there is the Crystal lying on a dusty cushion.
Amelia shares a glance with Morgana and she knows the other woman can feel it, feel the Crystal calling to them. She reaches out and slowly picks it up.
Warning bells sound once they reach where their Chambers lie and the two quickly dart into their respective Chambers. Amelia quickly takes off her cloak and places the Crystal, which is in a bag, into a drawer where she knows Anne doesn't look.
—
Anne's POV
"Amelia and Morgana stole the Crystal?" Gaius asks as he, Merlin and Anne sit at a table in the man's Chambers. Anne sits there in disbelief after what Merlin has just told them.
"I'm certain of it. Well, Morgana less so but I caught Amelia in Arthur's Chambers. She must have taken his keys." Merlin affirms.
"Amelia wouldn't do this!" Anne insists, though why would Merlin lie?
"Well, I saw her!" Merlin shoots back.
"Can you prove any of this?" Gaius asks.
"Not exactly, but..."
"Merlin."
"She did it. I'd bet my life on it."
"Merlin, you go accusing one of the King's wards without proof, that's exactly what you'd be doing." Gaius points out logically to Anne's relief.
"I know. You're right." Merlin agrees.
"Doesn't make sense," Anne mutters in deep thought. "Why would Amelia steal it of all things from the Vault? Why would she steal from the Vault in the first place?"
"Uther said it was an instrument of magic," Merlin explains.
"There are many legends about the Crystal," Gaius says.
"Is it some kind of weapon?"
"That I don't know," Gaius admits.
"You've heard of it?" Merlin asks.
"Indeed." Gaius attests. "The sorcerers of the past believed it held the secret of time itself."
"What does that mean?" Anne asks.
"I'm not sure. The Crystal's an artefact of the Old Religion. There is only one who could tell you more."
The Dragon.
—
Anne and Merlin go down to the Dragon's Cave, the creature turns to them to see what they have to say.
"We need your help," Merlin tells him.
"I'm sure you do, young warlock and sorceress, but first you must honour your promise, young warlock." The Dragon replies.
"I said I would set you free, and I will." Merlin retorts.
"When?"
"When we know that Camelot is safe." Anne pipes up. "Do you not trust him?"
"Why should I?" The Dragon retorts.
"Because you don't have a choice." Merlin snaps.
Anne knows they have him when the Dragon asks, "What is it that you wish to know?"
"What is the Crystal of Neahtid?" Anne asks.
"To those who know how to use it, the Crystal holds great knowledge." The Dragon explains.
"What kind of knowledge?" Merlin asks this time.
"The knowledge of what is, what has been, and what is yet to come."
"Do you mean it can show you the future?"
"Amongst other things, yes."
"The Crystal has been stolen." Anne worriedly informs him.
"By who?"
"The Lady Amelia and possibly the Lady Morgana." Merlin reluctantly admits.
The Dragon laughs. "The witches do not have the power to wield the Crystal."
"You can't call Amelia that! She's a good person." Anne exclaims.
"She's taken the wrong path; she had the choice between the two and she's chosen." The Dragon replies.
"You don't know that!" Anne snaps.
"Does the Druid boy have the power?" Merlin asks, bringing them back to the point of why they are down here in the first place.
"Mordred? It is possible." The Dragon admits. "Why do you ask?"
"I believe that they're all involved in this together," Merlin confesses.
The Dragon reels at the news. "Once before I warned you of the Druid boy. It is his destiny to bring about Arthur's doom! It may be that time is upon you."
"What do you mean?" Anne asks testily.
"The ancient prophecies speak of an alliance of Amelia, Mordred and Morgana united in evil, but this union must be stopped, whatever the cost."
Amelia in a union of evil?!
"Amelia wouldn't! She's helped us." Merlin argues.
"Her loyalty to her sister may lead to her downfall. You need to be careful." The Dragon warns.
—
Anne turns down Amelia's bed for the night as said woman sits at her vanity. Anne watches her cautiously as Amelia has not looked at Anne the entire time she has been in the room.
"You know you can tell me anything," Anne says causing Amelia to finally look at her.
"Hmm? What do you mean?" Amelia asks quietly.
"Just that you can talk to me," Anne says. She cannot accuse her of anything because she still feels that maybe Amelia isn't involved or that she'll drive her away if she does.
"I know that, Anne."
However, she does not say anymore. Anne feels saddened that Amelia feels like she cannot trust her.
—
Amelia's POV
Amelia feels awful about not talking to Anne about what she's up to as she re-dresses and meets with Morgana. They both sneak out of Camelot under the blanket of darkness and into the forest towards the camp. It's early dusk when they reach the camp.
"Amelia!" Mordred cries, running to Amelia and hugging her. Amelia laughs at his enthusiasm and clings back.
"This is Alvarr." Morgana introduces the man standing behind Mordred. She can see that while she herself doesn't find him particularly attractive, she can see how others might.
"Hello, my lady." He greets, bowing his head and flashing her a smile and Amelia smiles back. He seems quite a charming and charismatic man, no wonder Morgana has been taken in by him. Amelia throws her a smirk causing Morgana to roll her eyes.
"Hello," Amelia replies, "I believe I have something for you." She gives the Crystal to Alvarr, who pulls it out of the bag to stare at it. Amelia can't blame him as it's likely an important moment for him.
Amelia is soon left with Mordred as Alvarr goes to put the Crystal away and Morgana is offered a drink, which Amelia had declined.
"Oh, it's been a while since I've seen you," Amelia says as she sits next to Mordred. She ruffles his hair and he smiles at her.
"I'm happy to see you, Amelia," Mordred tells her.
"As am I Mordred," Amelia replies. "You've grown more since I've seen you. Have these people been treating you well?"
Mordred nods. "They have."
"Good."
Amelia sits and talks with Mordred a little more but she knows they can't stay long and they'll have to leave.
"We have to go now Mordred." She deduces.
"But you'll be back?" Mordred stares at her with his big blue eyes that are full of worry and hope.
"Yes of course." She reassures him. Amelia leaves him to find Morgana, who she spots next to the fire pit talking to Alvarr. As she walks over, she sees that they're leaning in towards each other and Amelia cringes at having to break them up.
"Morgana?" Her voice causes Morgana to hurriedly pull away. "We need to leave."
Morgana nods quickly. "Yes, we must be heading back. The Castle will be waking soon." Morgana stands.
"Farewell then, My Lady Morgana, Lady Amelia," Alvarr says and they walk away to their horses.
"What was that?" Amelia whispers to Morgana.
"What was what?" Morgana says dismissively.
"You know," Amelia replies not intending for this to be let go. "The two of you seemed close."
Morgana sighs. "I don't know Amelia. I just want to help them."
Amelia nods. "He seems very nice." She says once they are on their horses and leaving the camp.
Morgana rolls her eyes. "Oh, shut up."
"What a terrible attitude!" Amelia exclaims in fake outrage. "What would your old governess say?"
Morgana laughs.
—
Anne's POV
Anne and Merlin had followed Amelia and Morgana to the camp and are disclosing what they had discovered to Gaius. Anne is disheartened that her fears were realised though after watching Amelia with Mordred, she cannot see evil nor can she see it with Morgana.
"Alvarr has a fearsome reputation," Gaius says once they have finished.
"You know of him?" Anne asks.
"I know he's a sorcerer, and that he and his band of renegades have threatened to overthrow the King." Gaius answers.
"He sounded pretty determined," Merlin remarks.
"He's a fanatic, and his supporters follow him unthinkingly, blinded by his charisma," Gaius tells them.
"Well, it worked on Morgana." Merlin states.
"So it would seem."
"And Amelia in a way," Anne adds, "but she seemed to be there more for Mordred and Morgana."
"Alvarr's using Mordred too. He seems to think the boy can harness the power of the Crystal." Merlin says.
"We can't let this happen." Gaius declares.
"But we can't go to Uther so what can we do?" Anne wonders.
"We can bend the truth a little," Gaius replies.
—
Amelia's POV
Both Amelia and Morgana sit on Uther's left in the Council Chambers where the man sits in his own chair while Arthur leans on the back of his chair on the other side.
"You know the whereabouts of the Crystal?" Uther asks Gaius, who stands in front of him, as he stands up. Gaius had been the one to call the meeting and what he had announced had made Amelia's stomach drop.
"I believe so, Sire."
Amelia's eyes flicker to where she can see Merlin and Anne standing near the back of the room. She can tell by their faces that they are the cause of this.
"I see. How did you come by this information?" Uther asks.
"In my capacity as Physician I have dealings with many people. They hear things, Sire, and they see things." When Gaius says this, Amelia knows for certain that Anne and/or Merlin have told him. "Last night I was confronted by one such man who told me that the Crystal had been stolen by a band of renegades led by a man called Alvarr."
Morgana grips Amelia's hand. Amelia understands that she's worried but trying not to show it. She herself worries about the danger this places Mordred in. She's upset with Anne and Merlin doing this, these people just want freedom.
"Who exactly was this informant?" Uther questions.
"I think it would only be fair to protect their identity, Sire," Gaius argues. "If news of the betrayal were to reach the renegades, it could indeed endanger their life."
"Very well."
Arthur walks forward to stand next to his father. "Where is this Alvarr hiding?"
"He was last seen in the Valley of Chemary, Sire." Gaius answers. Amelia swallows thickly, trying to not give anything away in her expression.
"Summon the Guards, Arthur. I want this matter investigated without delay." Uther orders.
"Yes, Father." Arthur leaves through the main door. Morgana quickly stands to leave the room through the door in the corner of the room where they sit and Amelia immediately follows.
—
Amelia and Morgana quickly catch up with Arthur in the Central Corridor.
"Arthur, you're not seriously thinking of going on this mission, are you?" Morgana asks hurriedly.
"No, I'm not thinking of going on this mission. I am going on this mission." Arthur quips.
"But it's a bit pointless don't you think? I mean how do you know that the person who spoke to Gaius was even telling the truth?" Amelia points out as casually as she can hoping these will be seeds of doubt in his head.
Arthur replies undeterred, "True, but for now it's the only lead we have to go on."
Morgana stops causing the other two as well. "You're wasting your time. I assure you."
Arthur has a smug look on his face as he looks at the two women in front of him. "Morgana and Amelia. I never knew you cared."
Amelia huffs. "Arthur that's not what we mean."
Arthur smirks. "I can look after myself, you know. It's a combination of raw talent and hard training that makes me..."
"Yes, I know. That makes you so utterly obnoxious." Morgana interrupts. Amelia snorts while Morgana and Arthur do weird grins at each other before Arthur walks away.
Morgana stares after him worriedly then turns to Amelia. "What do we do now?"
"We have to warn them." Amelia states and they both rush off to their horses so that they can get ahead of Arthur's party.
—
Amelia and Morgana ride out at night ahead of Arthur's party that rides out the next morning. The two of them walk to the camp, where by now the sky is lighter. Suddenly Alvarr and his men spring out of hiding, ready to attack.
"Morgana? Amelia?" Alvarr exclaims in surprise.
"Alvarr," Morgana replies.
Alvarr sheaths his sword. "What brings you here?"
"Arthur's been sent to capture the Crystal. The Knights of Camelot are almost upon us." Amelia answers.
Alvarr sends his men away and walks with Morgana and Amelia. "How has this happened?"
"I don't know. I only know that we've been betrayed." Morgana replies.
"How much time do we have?"
"Maybe an hour or two?" Amelia guesses. She realises her hands are shaking and knows it's not from the cold.
"We cannot say for sure," Morgana adds.
"Then we must be prepared for them." Alvarr declares.
"But what about Mordred?" Amelia asks. She worries about a child being in the middle of battle.
"Do not worry, we'll protect the boy," Alvarr reassures. "The two of you need to flee while you still have the chance." They stop walking as Morgana and Amelia had slowed when they heard what he said.
Morgana scoffs. "We should help."
"Morgana, Amelia, I am grateful for all that you both have done, but a battlefield is no place for you." Alvarr kisses Morgana's cheek and walks away leaving the two gaping after him, though for different reasons.
—
After they return to Camelot, Amelia hears that Arthur has returned with the Crystal and Alvarr. She's relieved that there's no mention of a young Druid boy.
Alvarr kneels before Uther and the Court in the Council Chambers. Amelia watches Morgana carefully, as said woman looks upset, from where they stand on the left of Uther but slightly behind him.
"So, you admit to stealing the Crystal of Neahtid?" Uther asks.
"I do." Alvarr calmly replies.
"You admit to plotting against your King?"
"I do."
"And you acted alone? You were not aided or abetted by any citizen of Camelot?"
"I acted..." Amelia tenses, "alone." She relaxes.
Amelia's heart breaks at him taking all the blame. It shows a sense of honour by not telling Uther about her and Morgana's involvement.
"Then I find you guilty of treason. You are an enemy of Camelot, Alvarr." Uther sits down. "You are sentenced to death."
Amelia sees Morgana try and hold back her tears and Amelia feels anger begin to simmer inside herself at how casually Uther is causing Morgana pain, whether it be indirectly.
"Then I die with honour. To be an enemy of Camelot is no crime." Alvarr replies.
Uther looks completely unbothered as he gives his order to the Guards. "Take him away."
Guards pick Alvarr up as he speaks. "You, Uther, you are the criminal." He is taken out of the room.
Uther pats Arthur on the shoulder as if to say well done. Amelia, along with Morgana, can't hold back her glare. The Court members exit and instead of doing the same, Amelia and Morgana walk to the door and wave the Guards to leave and shut the door.
Once that has happened, they turn and Amelia can't believe what she is seeing. Uther stands there having a drink and acting so casual as if this is just a regular Tuesday for him as if he hasn't just sentenced someone to death.
"How many more must you kill before you're satisfied?" Morgana says in a calm voice that is simmering with barely controlled anger.
Uther turns to them and replies as if he is talking to two children who don't understand the difficulties of the world. "He was guilty. He confessed his crimes. You heard him as well as I."
"His only crime was to defy you." Morgana retorts.
"Why are you defending this man?" Uther questions as he places his cup down on the table and walks to stand so he's directly across from them. "He was a sworn foe of Camelot. You know this."
"Is it any wonder he wanted you dead?" Amelia coldly replies though her volume rises as she speaks. "You, who have persecuted his kind day after day, year after year? All he wanted was to be free!"
"I will hear no more of this from either of you!" Uther declares loudly turning away from them.
"Because you're an arrogant fool." Morgana spits out as she steps forward. "You were deaf and blind to the very needs of the people you profess to serve and protect!" Uther angrily charges toward them. "The people will tolerate it no longer!" He grabs Morgana's arm, turning her to face the door and him, but she yanks it away. Amelia steps up to her side defiantly. How dare he grab her!
"I said enough!" Uther yells.
"They are rising up against you!" Amelia yells back.
"From this day forward, we do not know you." Morgana declares. "From this day forward, we disown you." And with that, Amelia and Morgana head for the door.
"You both will go to your Chambers!" Uther yells.
They pause at the door. Amelia's hands clench where they lay on the door next to the handles.
"And you, Uther," she looks back at him with a stone cold look on her face, "you will go to hell."
And with that, the two of them storm from the room.
—
Anne's POV
Amelia has been refusing to talk to Anne ever since Arthur and the Knights had returned with Alvarr and the Crystal and she does not know what to do.
Anne has retreated to her house in the Lower Town to give Amelia space. She has been there for a while when there is a knock on the door. She leaps, hoping it is Amelia or a Guard telling her that Amelia wants to see her, however it is Merlin looking anxious.
"Merlin?"
Merlin looks to the floor. "Can I come in?"
"Oh of course." She steps aside to let him past and closes the door. He sits at her table.
"Merlin, what is it?" Anne asks cautiously. She had seen that he seemed a bit off in Council Chambers when Alvarr faced Uther as well.
"Something happened when we were retrieving the Crystal," Merlin admits.
"What?" She sits next to him
"It compelled me to look, I-I tried not to, I uh, I knew no good w-would come of it but I couldn't resist and saw the future, a t-terrible one," Merlin confesses.
"Merlin... what did you see?" She sees he hesitates at her question and places a reassuring hand on his arm. "Please."
"The Great Dragon flying and, um, breathing fire, myself surrounded by fire then crying, er, Camelot smoking in destruction. I'm scared Anne, I'm scared of what the future may hold." She rubs his arm.
"You know this does not mean it will happen." Anne points out.
"That's what Gaius said."
"Well, maybe he's right."
"Yes but—" Merlin stands abruptly pulling her hand off his arm. "What if he isn't? It felt so real. Gaius insists it's only one reality."
"He's right!" Anne exclaims, standing and walking over to him. "Nothing's set in stone, there are so many different paths open to us! So many possibilities. You have to have faith in that."
Merlin reluctantly nods.
—
Amelia's POV
Meanwhile, Amelia sees how hurt and pained Morgana is and desperately wants to help her. So, when Morgana asks for help to get Alvarr out of the Dungeons, Amelia agrees.
Since Anne will likely be suspicious, it's up to Morgana to get Gwen to give her a sleeping draught, citing that the nightmares had returned. This is needed for their plan to incapacitate the Guards.
Amelia and Morgana, now dressed, go down to the Dungeons. The Guards stand and bow when they arrive.
"Please, this is not an official visit. We'd like to see the prisoner, if we may." Morgana says pleasantly.
Patrick, one of the Guards, looks uncomfortable and regretful. "Sorry, My Ladies, the prisoner's to see no one. The King's orders."
"That doesn't apply to the King's wards, surely?" Amelia speaks, trying to emphasise how silly it is that he would refuse them. "It's not like either of us are on our own."
Patrick then steps aside, indicating that they can pass.
"Thank you. This might help to ease the long night ahead." Morgana pulls a pitcher of wine from beneath her cloak and hands it to the Guard.
They walk past the Guards and into where the Cells lie and they find Alvarr sitting in his own.
He abruptly stands when he notices them. "My Ladies. I was not expecting you."
Amelia looks cautiously over her shoulder and her and Morgana step back. "We've come to say goodbye."
Alvarr gets the message and replies, "It was gracious of you both to think of me."
"It will not be easy, but you must prepare yourself for what lies ahead," Morgana tells him.
"I am prepared," Alvarr replies, realising there's a plan.
"We've done what we can to ease your passage," Amelia adds, trying to tell him of the plan indirectly.
"I could not ask for more."
Morgana steps closer again and puts her hands on the bars. "Good luck." Amelia notices Alvarr place his hands on top of Morgana's. "Our thoughts will be with you."
"Thank you, My Lady."
Morgana looks down tearfully and Amelia knows she needs to interrupt. "We need to go. We cannot stay long."
Morgana nods and pulls her hands away. The two walk upstairs and out of the Dungeons.
—
Morgana stares in the distance anxiously as she stands in her own Chambers. Amelia puts her hands on Morgana's shoulders and rubs them.
"He will be okay." She tries to reassure her sister.
"You do not know that." Morgana spits out harshly then glances at Amelia apologetically.
"You are right but I know we have done all that we can." Amelia amends.
"What if we are not successful?" Morgana asks, now fully turning her whole body towards Amelia, who drops her hands.
"We will be. Do not worry."
The warning bells being sounded startles them.
"Too late now," Amelia mutters. They hold hands as they listen to the bells.
—
"How? How has he escaped?" Amelia hears Uther say as she and Morgana walk to Council Chambers.
"It appears that the Guards were drugged." His son answers. Amelia and Morgana enter. Amelia sees Arthur and his Knights gathered in front of Uther.
"That means he had help. Someone..." Amelia sees Uther look at her and Morgana and he falters slightly. She simply stares back at him with a blank expression. "...here in Camelot."
Amelia's eyes catch Merlin and Anne's from where they stand on the other side of the room and she winces as she doesn't like the disappointed looks they are sending her. Did she do the right thing? No of course she did! She is just trying to help people plus Uther is the awful one.
"Afraid it looks that way," Arthur replies, not noticing his father's gaze. Uther looks away from them.
"Let this be understood, whoever has done this, they have betrayed me." Uther looks directly at Amelia and Morgana. "They have betrayed the Kingdom." He looks away. "If I ever discover who it was, they will rue the day they were born."
Amelia swallows thickly at the threat but knows that Uther won't actually do anything.
—
Anne's POV
Anne enters Amelia's Chambers to see said woman quickly stand when she sees her enter.
"Anne."
"Amelia."
Anne sees Amelia chew her lip and her blue eyes are cautious as they flitter around the room, showing her anxiousness.
"Anne, I... I'm sorry for what has happened, for what I've done but I want you to know that I never intended for you, Merlin, Arthur or Gwen to be harmed. I just wanted to help my sister." Amelia pleads.
"And Mordred?" Anne asks.
Amelia nods. "Yes, and Mordred, you know that connection I feel with him."
"It's okay Amelia." Anne wonders if she should be forgiving her. Amelia beams and they hug.
Amelia pulls back. "I just... I did it for Morgana, I'd do anything for her."
This normally would have reassured Anne, but now, knowing what the Dragon said about the path Amelia might go down, all it does is fill her with worry.
—
A/N: Thank you Belbelanne for your lovely comments recently.
What motivates Amelia a lot in this chapter is her love for her sister so it varies on how much she agrees with what Morgana is doing. The issue for Amelia is that she doesn't know what she needs to change to make things better.