A Broken Destiny: The Forgotten Tale Spinoff

Prolouge

Merlin's POV
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For just a moment. As the posionous pouch neared Morganas lips. I had an irrational moment.  A moment in which I was tempted to slap the bag away. To plead her forgiveness.  To reveal everything,  but then I remembered the fact that Morgana knowingly allowed Morgause to cast powerful magic on her. Even if she had no idea what the spell she cast would do. She still allowed it. Knowing that whatever spell Morgouse cast would result in the death of the king and possibly even Arthur.

At that I felt my resolve harden. Swallowing my guilt. I watched as the first gulp of deadly liquid past her slightly parted lips. Her throat moving in sync with the liquid that slid into her stomach. It was at that moment as her eyes grew wide. The bag falling from her hands. That I knew it was too late to go back.

"Me... Merlin w..." She gasped. Hands flying to her throat as her betrayed green eyes found mine. With trembling lips, and tears in my eyes. I shakily reached for her. Drawing her fighting body against mine.

"I'm sorry. So sorry but you left me with no choice. I'm sorry." I whimpered burying my face in her hair as she struggled to breath. To weak to fight out of my embrace.

"Y... you had a c... choice. Y... ch... chose. Wrooooo.... wrong." She gasped eyes falling shut as she grew limp in my grasp. I felt dread fill my heart at her words. An unknown magic seeming to reinforce her words. It was at that moment.  As my face lost all color that I understood.  This was my test and I failed it. I made the wrong choice and now must live with the consequences. 

I had no time to worry over this as at that moment.  Morgouse appeared. A wild gleam of fury in her eyes.

"MORGANA!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER YOU FREAK!" She screamed stepping toward me. Her magic whipping furiously around her.

Pushing my worries of the future for later. I glared up at the cause of my current delima.

"You gave me no choice!" I spat ignoring the fact that i did indeed have a choice. I could have chosen instead to trust Morgana but instead I chose to condem her.

"The antidote. What did you posion her with. I can still save her." Morgouse demanded ignoring my words as her concern for her sister won out. Praying silently for Morgana forgiveness.  I shook my head. A tired guilt on my face.

"Not until you lift the curse."

"She's Dying!" Morgouse yelled frantically. Her anger giving way to desperation. A desperation I myself felt as the minutes ticked by. Morgana's breath becoming shallower and shallower.

"Then you best hurry then." I shakily replied another tear slipping from my eyes as pain leaked into my words. Pain that after this things between Morgana and I would never be the same again, but I must put Arthur and the kingdom before my friendship.

Gritting her teeth Morgouse complied. Releasing the curse. I could hear the guards outside the door beginning to stir and knew it had worked. So with trembling fingers. I withdrew the vial of anditode from my pocket. Handing it to the desperate witch who snapped it out of my hand. Seconds later the doors burst open and Arthur charged in, but it was too late. With one last sneer my way. Morgouse vanished with Morgana.  Leaving me alone with Arthur, the guards and my grief.

"They can't have gone far. Find them." Arthur commanded. Leading the guards from the room. The moment I was alone. I was surrounded by a brillant light. Surrounding me on all sides. When it cleared. The world around me had frozen and standing before me was the triple lady herself. An unhappy frown on her pale pink lips.

"Merlin. I am disappointed in you. Instead of having faith in a friend and giving her the chance to chose her own fate. You chose to put your faith in the words of a bitter old dragon. For that destiny has changed in ways you could not even imagined." I shudderred at this. Terror filling my heart as the druids predictions of what would happen if I chose wrong. Filled my head. Squeezing my heart painfully.

"Please forgive me. I was only trying to protect Arthur. I know I should have given Morgana the chance to chose, but I was afraid. Afraid of what the choice would be." I whimpered falling to my knees at her feet. Tears pooling in my eyes as I stared pleading up at the unsympathetic queen.

"Ethier way because of your choice destiny has changed. I will give you one last chance to save Abilion, but it won’t be as easy as it would have been. The path you must now tread is filled with pain and suffering you can only imagine. If you want abilion to come forth. You will have to work ten times more then you would have before. I am sorry to say though that because of your choice. Even if you do eventually save Abilon. You and Arthur will never come to be." I felt my heart shatter at this. My whole being crumbling under that revelstion.

Suddenly I found I couldn't breath through my sobs. My body trembling beneath the force of my tears.

"I am sorry my dear, now you must go. The dragon may have given you faulty advice, but you did make a magical vow. He kept his end so now its time for you to keep yours." With that she was gone. The room looking like nothing had happened.  Curling into myself. I lay on the floor for what felt like hours before finally. Wiping away the last of my tears. I struggled to my feet. Moving like a zombie I trudged my way as if in a trance. All the way to the cave where the dragon was imprisoned.

Like she said. Its time I kept my end of the deal.