Damsel In Distress [ Arthur | Guinevère | Morgana] Feb 10, 2012 20:53:01 GMT -5
Post by mpend on Feb 10, 2012 20:53:01 GMT -5
Despite her hatred for Uther, her love for Arthur still remained. He was still her brother - he had done nothing wrong, and this attack was completely unwarrented. Morgana's anger toward Odin was real and tangient as she viewed the fallen men, knowing exactly what had happened. As she pulled the clothes on, the brunette's mind wondered toward her brother, wondering if he were alright, and how easy it would be to save him from whatever Odin was doing to him.
She would not let herself wonder if it was too late... there was no way it could be too late. Arthur was stubborn, pigheaded, and a complete and utter... brat, at times. He would not let a man like Odin get to him so easily, of that she was sure! He would not give in so quickly. The ward pulled her hair back, twisting it so it would fit into the cap she had stolen, following Gwen's lead on that one, making a face at how dirty these clothes were. She quickly shrugged it off, though -there were more important things to worry about. Arthur was in trouble, and possibly ... no. She would not consider that eventually. If he allowed any harm to come to himself, she would murder him.
As they neared the cage, Morgana knelt down, picking up the sword that lay next to one of the sleeping guards, turning to Gwen. "you must be ready," she stated in an almost whisper, passing her the sword. She herself had one of her own tucked already into the strap of her clothing - as a rule of being a Pendragon's ward, she had learned to always carry such a thing around. It was times like this that she was grateful for such initiative. As they reached the cage, Morgana stepped forward, pressing a hand to one of the bars. "Arthur?" she called in a low voice, praying he did not startle and alert anyone. He looked worn, tired, which worried the ward. He was stronger than most people might know, so for him to be looking like this... what had they put him through?
Morgana shook her head, clearing the thoughts, makign her voice a little louder as she once again called his name, making sure to keep her voice low "Arthur?"