The Darkest Hour ✔

Hey Blondie

They set up in the kitchen, Morgana and Mordred told everyone what happened at Morgause's warehouse. Everyone pitched in but Merlin and Morgan who stood off to the side. "How does that sound Merlin?" Arthur looked over to the doctor and warlock, making both of them suck in a sharp breath.

"Um... sounds battle-y?" Morgan babbled assuringly and Merlin smiled.

"Sounds good except for the fact that the square is filled with magic, it would be a death trap for us. There's a park that Morgan often jogs in that would be a better area for the knights. The only problem is the trees but that would give us some cover." Morgan repeated what Merlin said and Arthur gave a short nod.

"There's also less people, okay Morgan lead the way."

As they all walked Morgan noticed Gilli and Nimueh exiting the Jewelry shop. Nimueh stopped and smiled widely, dragging Gilli towards the group. "Hey guys, this is-"

"Does that mean you remember?" Gilli asked.

"No I-"

"Ahh Pendragon's it's a pleasure to see you alive and well," Nimueh smiled.

Arthur looked like he was trying to remember while Morgana just looked confused. "I'm sorry do I know you?" Morgana asked the old high priestess.

"No we never met, I did meet your brother however."

"You tried to kill me," Arthur muttered.

"I remember leaving you, not killing you." Nimueh smiled and turned towards Morgan.

"You don't have your memories?"

"I remember that you're a priestess of the old religion... and that you hit me with a fireball."

Lancelot stiffened, "you hit him with a fireball!"

"And he killed me, I think we're even." Nimueh rolled her eyes and next to Morgan Merlin laughed.

"I suppose we are... I mean in the end you weren't really the bad guy. Uther asked for a son and you delivered, even warned him. You turned bitter, and I only saw you as a threat to my friends. I was naive, and you weren't thinking straight. All in all, even." Merlin smiled and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Bitterness can corrupt even the nicest of souls, I'm glad this time I don't feel that way. In fact I don't even see Igraine or Uther anymore." Nimueh smiled at Merlin and put a hand on the hand he had rested on her shoulder. "Thank you for the kind words," Nim bit her lip and looked back and forth between Morgan and Merlin.

"Can you see me?" Merlin asked standing in front of her clutching Nim's shoulders.

"Now I see the trouble, I knew you had cursed yourself!" Nim groaned and glanced up at Merlin. "To answer your question, yes I can see you."

Everyone froze and Merlin stumbled back, "how?"

Nimueh smiled, "you forget that you're talking to a high priestess of the old religion. I know magic quite well," The woman shrugged and Merlin smiled.

Morgana stepped up, "I can't see him."

The woman turned and smiled at Morgana, "yes. However you weren't taught like I was. From an experienced High Priestess."

Morgana shook her head, "Morgause taught me."

Nimueh laughed, "Morgause was a High Priestess however experience is something she never had. She was still learning when I left her, I never finished training her."

Morgana's eyes widened and she gripped Gwaine's hand, "You were training her?"

"Yes, and I fear that it was my hatred that truly started this. Uther was easy to hate," The woman shrugged but her shoulders were slumped.