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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Sept 24, 2011 14:07:47 GMT -5
Despite the fact that Morgana and Arthur had ridden back the city on horseback together, Arthur had not had the chance to make sure she was alright. His concern for her well being was over whelming and all he could do was abide by his father's demands to search the entire city, arresting those who were even suspected of aiding the kidnappers. But none of that mattered now. All that mattered was that she was safe, and that the druids would hopefully stay away this time. He just felt horrible for her; first she had to suffer a terrible fire in her chambers and then deal with the aftermath of a kidnapping. He needed to make sure she was alright. Upon returning, they had Gaius check over her to see if there was anything severely affecting her health, but he had informed them with some rest, she would recover. Though she did suffer on particular wound on her leg that had alarmed them all. But they obviously trusted Gaius and his diagnosis so would leave it at that. Arthur had parted from Morgana to change out of his chainmail and wear something a bit more casual.
He then gave a proper and full report to his father about their raid on the druid camp and finding her being dragged against her will before fainting. Now, he found himself standing outside her doors, needing to check on her. Lightly knocking on the door, he waited a few moments before entering, being rather used to just walk in her room, though this time he did not barge in. He had knocked for warning and entered to see if she was resting. He noticed Guinevère was not in here; a presence that he was noticing more and more these days . . . ever since he had stayed at her house and they had shared those moments . . . but Arthur forced these thoughts not to surface. He could not show any sign of anything, especially around Morgana. She knew both Guinevère and Arthur well and he could not let her find out anything, as he was certain Guinevère made no mention of it. In fact, she was trying just as hard to keep it a secret. Seeing Morgana in her bed, he gave a small smile as he walked closer to her. She looked troubled, but of course that was understandable considering the ordeal she had gone through. He knew it was a failure on his part, not having had protected her better.
And if something more serious had happened to her . . . then he would never forgive himself. He did want to hear about what had happened when she was gone. While there had not seemed to be any apparent wounds on her, other than her leg she still looked weak. He just wanted to make sure she was not hiding any injuries or anything. If the druids had hurt her in any way -- more so than they had already done -- Arthur would not let it go. They had once been known to be peaceful people, but all that seemed to be drastically changing. Yes, he had helped Mordred that one time, but now . . . they had kidnapped someone he cared a great deal about and he was not so forgiving over that. "I came to see how you were doing," he told her, asking her without phrasing it in so much of a question. She had not deserved any of it, and he felt he should have done more to protect her. He still could not understand, how someone managed to break into the castle, and just take her, from right under their noses! Then again, wherever magic was involved, nothing should come as a great surprise.
Setting: Morgana's chambers Time of Day: Late afternoon Timeline: Shortly after The Nightmare Begins Tag: Lady Morgana LeFay
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Post by mysery on Oct 25, 2011 2:31:58 GMT -5
It surprised Morgana that none of the men around her could feel the pure distaste she had for the idea of returning to Camelot. She had left the city for a reason, and now she was being brought back. Almost against her will. On some level, Morgana knew she should have expected this. First the fire in her chambers, then she had up and vanished. Of course Uther would think magic was involved, and that she had been kidnapped. And Arthur would do as he bid and come to retrieve her. None of that made Morgana feel any better. Merlin had taken a risk helping her escape Camelot and get to the Druids, and now she understood what these occurances had been about. She'd had her suspicions but now... now she knew the truth. She had magic. Not the type that one learned from a book, since apparently there were different schools, but the sort of magic that came from within and required no words. Those incidents had been of her doing.
That knowledge made Camelot all of a sudden far more dangerous.
If Uther were ever to discover, ever to suspect she had magic, he would throw her in the dungeons and sentence her to death like he had so many before her. Morgana had no doubt that Uther wouldn't even think twice about it. He was unreasonable when it came to magic and the mere mention of it would blind him. No, Camelot wasn't safe for Morgana anymore. She would have to be very careful from now on.
She also felt guilt.
That druid camp had been attacked, raided, by Arthur and his men in pursuit of her. Some of the men would have fought. Some of them would have died. It was her fault. She had gone to them and, unthinkingly, brought their pursuers to their door. That guilt ate away at Morgana as she rode with Arthur back towards Camelot. She should have listened to Merlin and come back, even though she hadn't wanted to. Gaius was efficient, but ultimately not required for her leg injury. Aglain had done a good job of looking after her wound. As had Mordred. Morgana took a small amount of happiness from seeing the boy again, though it was tempered with the guilt of having his camp raided. She felt connected to Mordred. It wasn't something she could explain with words but, since Merlin had brought the injured boy to her chambers, she had wanted to care for him.
Now alone, for perhaps the first time since she'd returned to Camelot earlier in the afternoon, Morgana sat on her bed, her thoughts far from the castle. She prayed Mordred and Aglain had been able to escape, that her mistake hadn't cost them their lives. They'd only tried to help her after all. She wasn't even drawn from her thoughts immediately when Arthur entered her chambers. It wasn't until he spoke that she realised he was there. "I am fine Arthur," she replied automatically. And, as far as he was concerned, she was. Morgana couldn't very well tell Arthur that she was troubled with fear over her 'captors' escape and whether or not they were okay. He would take that the wrong way.
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Setting: Morgana's Chambers
Tag: Arthur Pendraon
Timeline: Shortly After 'The Nightmare Begins'
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