Loving you is a Losing Game

Chapter 1

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again. -Homer

Arthur was able to destroy the bracelet by stomping on it. He didn't know what came to him. The accessory came off her wrist, rolled to him, and his foot just stomped it. Then Morgana woke up. She saw the remnants of the bracelet and backed away from it.

"Get that thing away from me!" She screamed to everyone's confusion.

And to add perplexity to the situation, the bracelet's broken pieces levitate and fix its own. Like magic. Morgana stood and backed away from it slowly. Once it was fully restored, the accessory flew towards her. She struck it with her sword, sending it plummeting across the hall.

"Whatever happens, don't let anyone wear that thing!" She yells without taking her eyes off the still floating bracelet. She saw Merlin at the corner of her eyes, "Emrys, do someth-"

But she was caught off guard, and the bracelet wrapped around her wrist once again. Her eyes change to the color violet, then gold. Then her looks turn dark, her expression grim.

"Shows over. Now, where were we?" She smirked and held her sword in an attack position.

"Everyone, target the bracelet," Arthur commanded.

"I got this." Merlin gestured for everyone to stand down. His eyes turned gold, and the sword flew out of her hand. Her right wrist, where the bracelet clasped, was raised as if it was being presented.

Morgana's eyes turned gold, and she tried to fight Merlin, but her other hand was pinned on her back. Merlin moved fast, stalked near, and with magic sparkling on his fingers, he unclasped the bracelet off her wrist again.

"Arthur, only your sword can fully destroy it." He said and threw the bracelet towards Arthur. The king draws Excalibur and flawlessly slashes the bracelet into half.

Small waves of magic were released, but only Morgana was knocked out. Merlin caught her before she landed on the floor. Arthur ran up to them. He held her sister by the shoulder and tucked her hair that covered her face. They saw dark circles under her eyes fading and her hollow checks getting full again.

Arthur chortled, "She's back!" He announced. "My sister is back!" He further declared. "Merlin, check on her. Make sure she's okay." he tapped his servant's shoulder.

Merlin studied her, "Her magic is healing her, Arthur. She'll wake up in no time." He assured.

Merlin did not intend to kill Morgana; Arthur wanted her back in the palace. She slipped away from them, leaving no trace. Next, they heard word across kingdoms that a village witch was healing people. The price? Whatever the people can offer. Some people offer extravagant amounts, others not so much. But she would accept it. Even the already healed, some would still come back just to show their gratitude, time and time again.

Arthur suspects that it's Morgana who's healing those people. He confined to Gaius, which confirmed that his sister has quite the gift of healing.

The king asked a few people who had gone to see the witch, but they all yielded the same answers. She never shows her face, always hiding behind the cloak. Only the servants would face them and are the one who accepts the offerings.

They visited the hovel where the witch resided, but she wasn't there. Not surprisingly, they have been warned that sometimes the good witch doesn't always stay in her hovel. No one knows exactly where she will go, but Arthur pities the ones who are sick and come there only to be crushed because the witch isn't there.

They were on their way back to Camelot when, during the night camp, Merlin sneaked back to the hovel, and there saw Morgana. He still has his reservation that he brought his knife when he entered her hovel.