The Search's End Mar 9, 2011 8:59:47 GMT -5
Post by mysery on Mar 9, 2011 8:59:47 GMT -5
Ah so there it was. The key to breaking King Uther, handed right to her. Too bad Morgana valued her own life, and that of her sister, otherwise she would take a knife and deal with it swiftly. Right here, right now. But no. Because Uther had an heir and said heir wouldnt go down without a fight. Better to attack from within and incapacitate Arthur's ability to fight back when, eventually, they finished off Uther.
And Morgause would be shattered. They had only just found each other, after so much and so long, Morgana didnt want to be taken from her permanently. Not even Uther was worth that. She hated it enough that she had to return here and pretend, rather than just remain by her sisters side. However, that being said, her arguments made sense. Uther would think her delivered from hell itself and the ground she walked on would be worshipped. She could do no wrong in his eyes. What better position for a spy and traitor that at the Kings left hand?
All through her thoughts, Morgana's smile remained firmly in place and she made her way over to her wardrobe to fetch her shawl. She wrapped it around herself delicately and moved back over to the King. "I promise that I will come straight inside if I feel even the slightest hint of tiredness," she assurred him. Thinking, why not, Morgana raised on her tip toes for a moment and pecked Uther's cheek before she made her way to the door. "Thank you again my lord. I will take my leave now," Morgana said finally, pulling open the door. She spared Uther one last look before she stepped out and began her walk down the corridor.