Twin Brothers

7

I couldn't sleep. All I could dream about was Arthur and his hateful stare. I dreamt of how much he wanted me dead for betraying him. I wouldn't blame him if he tried. I have magic without his knowledge. I keep secrets from him. I've lied to him countless times. Why shouldn't he kill me?

I walked around the ruins of this castle. Not going anywhere special. Just walking trying to get my mind off these sinister thoughts, but doing that only brought even worst sinister thoughts. Ideas of how to kill Arthur came to mind; poison, blades, magic. I wanted to hurt Arthur, but felt sick just thinking of it. I could never hurt Arthur, so why was I? I couldn't put my finger on it. I couldn't stay mad at him forever after our argument. That's how you become, well, like Morgana. I was definitely not Morgana, but I'm working with her. This is how thoughts of revenge come to pounder. Arthur tried to invade my personal life. He treated me like a peasant which he doesn't usually do. I thought he was my friend, and part of me still thinks of him that way, but I know I could never be friends with an arrogant prat.

"Merlin!" I stopped in my tracks. I had walked past an open door not paying attention. I turned back and looked inside. The room was fairly small. A table in the middle of the room. Morgana sat at the table with a chalice in her hand. She looked at me and I at her.  "What are you doing up? It's late. You need some rest." She commented gently as if talking to a child.

"I couldn't sleep," was all I said.

She stood up and walked to the wall where another table stood. She picked up a pitcher and poured a red liquid into her chalice. She picked up another chalice that appeared out of thin air and poured the same liquid into that chalice. "Here," she handed me the new chalice. I took it and thanked her. "Thinking about Arthur?" I nodded and looked at the liquid ashamed because I knew I shouldn't feel this way. "Why did you leave?"

I turned the liquid around in the cup. "Arthur demanded me to tell him about Marcus," I explained. I looked to her. "He tried to invade my privacy, treated me like a peasant. He was my friend and he... it doesn't matter anymore." I shook my head and looked down.

"He hurt you." She finished for me. I breathed out a long sigh and put the goblet down on the middle table. I leaned forward on the table to collect my thoughts. Morgana walked by my side and leaned her back on the table. "I can make the pain go away." I looked at her as she turned her attention to the goblet in front of me. I looked down as she moved her hand over the liquid. It rippled until it was once again calm. "Drink," she handed me the chalice again. I took it and looked at it uncertain. "It's not poison. Joining my army repaid your debt to me." I looked her in the eyes, but I was still unsure. I didn't know what she had done to it. It could drain my magic or control my mind or even kill me for all I know, but I drank it anyway. I didn't want to get on Morgana's bad side for not drinking something she 'did for me'. I put the chalice down on the table. Something in me swirled around until I felt nothing. I felt nothing.

"What was that?" I questioned her. She smirked and without words, she kissed me. She kissed me. I didn't pull away or even mind the kiss at all. I didn't care if she kissed me or not. She pulled away, and I opened my eyes.

"You can't feel any pain now," she told me, "I took it away. You won't have a problem killing Arthur or the king. You won't hesitate for any feelings you might have. You are free. No harm can come to you now." Morgana was helping me. I felt it. I felt nothing holding me back. My destiny had faded to the back of my mind. Why was I protecting Arthur? I hated him. I was never his friend, and he was never my friend. Morgana was right. She helped my understand. I had been blinded for far too long. It's time to take a stand.

It's time to kill Arthur and his father.