Not So Powerful Now Mar 23, 2012 8:58:38 GMT -5
Post by mpend on Mar 23, 2012 8:58:38 GMT -5
She had finally been captured. After a last desperate attempt at plotting the death of the now King and Queen, Morgana found herself a prisoner at Arthur's mercy. She would not beg, she would not even acknowledge him. The priestess was almost certain that his marrying Guinevère had somehow brought about her loss of powers... how, she had no idea. But it must have done, for there was no other explanation for it. All those years, all this time, whilst she had been trying to kill Arthur... she now realised, she should have been trying to kill his wife. And with her powers, it would have been so, so easy.
But the once Ward would not admit that she was weak, or vunerable. No, no. She was biding her time. To do what, exactly, was another matter, but just because she had lost her powers did not mean that she had lost her wits, her cunning, or her charm. There were many ways to ploy Arthur Pendragon and his maid-turned-Queen. After all, she'd been doing it for nearly a year before she had attempted her first takeover of the Kingdom, hadn't she?
So Morgana's head rose, and she gave the King a deliberate sneer of a smile, then her eyes turned to his wife, who stood nearby, her belly large and round with the promise of a child. "I would not count the days for your child to be born, Guinevère," she spoke, her voice low, but with a slight edge of teasing to it. If there was one way to scare someone like Guinevère, someone who longed for a family of her own, it was to threaten the life that grew inside her. "Many things can happen in the time it will take for you to give birth... if indeed, you ever do."