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Darkness To Your Light - A Mergana Fanfiction
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Ongoing, First published Apr 10, 2013
'Why do you want to hurt us, we're your friends, Morgana, we always have been, why betray us now, why betray me?' Said Merlin, desperately trying to reason Morgana. She didn't listen. She didn't need him. He was siding with Arthur and she needed Arthur dead. Morgana turned around. Anger shot through her.'I don't need to explain myself to you' she spat and walked from the room, slamming the heavy wooden door behind her, but not before she saw the pain and betrayal in those eyes she used to love.
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Knife. Table. Throat. Instantly alert, adrenaline flooding through him, Arthur's body automatically moved in time with his thoughts, his hand fisting around the handle of the knife before his mind registered that the intruder was talking. "Arthur, stop- it's me, it's Percival-" Arthur's mind registered the voice and he dropped the knife, thankfully before he reached phase three. He bolted upright as Percival's hands fell off his shoulders, leaving him only able to guess where his knight was in the dark. "Percival- what're you doing here?" He flung off the covers and swung his feet over the edge, the panicked adrenaline slowly ebbing from his veins, leaving him with only a clear head. He reached for the scarlet shirt on the bedside table. Percival wouldn't have woken him unless it was important. "We weren't sure what else to do, Sire, it's Merlin." Important, indeed. Or, the five times Arthur and his knights try to help Merlin and the one time Merlin realizes he deserves help too.