A/N: Yay another update! I told you it wouldn't be as long of a wait….

"My dreams, my nightmares, they aren't just normal dreams. I'm a seer."

"You're a…seer?" Arthur repeated, eyebrow raised in disbelief.

"Yes. A seer. I have visions of the future. You have no idea how terrifying it was, Arthur. I didn't know what was happening, and no one would tell me," Morgana explained.

"I have magic," she said once more. It was more of a declaration this time, her soldiers squared and chin raised, daring Arthur to challenge her.

He didn't rise to the challenge.

"You have magic?" he asked once more.

There was no judgement or fear in his voice. Mostly he looked confused.

"Does EVERYONE around me have magic? Gwen, perhaps? Or father even?" he exclaimed suddenly before Morgana could say anything.

She covered his mouth once more, shushing him harshly.

"Do you want someone to hear you?" she exclaimed though with a hushed voice.

Arthur shook his head and removed his hand.

"Right. Sorry. That was a bit loud. But still the question stands."

"You're not angry?" Morgana asked guardedly.

Arthur was silent for a moment as if he had to consider his answer.

"Why are you telling me this now? How long have you had it?" he asked instead.

"For as long as I've been plagued by nightmares, I suppose. Though it only grew stronger shortly before… before Morgause took me. At first it was just the dreams, but then the power continued to grow and now it's so much more."

"All those times you told me not to go somewhere…" Arthur mused.

Morgana smiled faintly and nodded.

"I couldn't explain, I didn't know how to back then. And once I understood I was too afraid to say anything," she admitted.

"I won't tell anyone, Morgana. And I'm not angry. I wish I would have known sooner but I understand why you wouldn't want anyone to know. Plus I've had time to get used to the idea of magic users in Camelot I suppose."

Morgana pursed her lips. "Yes, Merlin. He told me," she commented icily.

Arthur frowned at the way Morgana reacted to Merlin's name. "Morgana, is something, did something happen between you and Merlin? Did he say something to you?"

She shook her head, expression softening once more. That was a story for another day, perhaps.

"No, no it's nothing. I was just so alone, so scared, and he never said anything," she explained and there was a hint of real pain that she just couldn't mask.

Arthur surprised her then, stepping forward and wrapping her in a gentle hug.

"I'm so sorry, Morgana. I can't imagine what you must have been through."

Morgana let herself rest her head against his shoulder.

Merlin had been right about this at least. Arthur wasn't angry or calling for the guards to arrest her.

'It could be a trick' her half-sister's voice whispered in her head, but Morgana ignored it, shaking her head. Arthur was too noble for that. He wouldn't hide his intentions like that. He accepted her magic.

'He doesn't know what you've done. What you plan to do,' the voice continued. Morgana squeezed her eyes shut, wrapping her arms more tightly around Arthur's shoulders. She hadn't done anything, yet. Morgause had used her, but as of yet Morgana had not acted on her own against the Pendragons. She still had choices to make.

She pulled away from Arthur and met his eyes seriously.

"If Uther ever found out, I don't know what he would do. I don't think it would matter to him," she gasped out, tears forming her eyes.

She had power, she wasn't afraid of Uther, not anymore. She would end his reign of terror before he could ever lay a hand against her. But she knew that Arthur had a bleeding heart and while she trusted him, she wasn't above a little emotional manipulation just to test out the waters.

"I would never let him hurt you, Morgana," Arthur declared, grasping her shoulders in a firm grip. "I won't say a word, and I know that Merlin would never betray you."

Morgana had to choke down a bitter laugh. He already has, she thought.

"Is there anything you need?" Arthur asked gently. "If you want to, I don't know, go somewhere? Away from Uther? I can cover for you, whatever you want."

Morgana took a step back, her eyes narrowing just slightly, unsure of the intent behind Arthur's offer. Was he trying to get rid of her? Distance himself from yet another magic user? She studied him for a moment. His face was open, his expression concerned but not frightened or unsettled.

"No. I want to stay, this is my home. Besides, while I was gone I learned. Well, things got better. I have more control now," she explained.

It was clear that Arthur wanted to ask her more. She'd almost let slip just a little too much, but he let it slide.

"If you change your mind. If you need anything, just tell me, all right?"

Morgana nodded, knowing that he meant it.

It was a relief to have told him, she realized, and she was surprised to find that it was a relief to know that he was not like his father. That she could trust him after all, and that maybe Camelot was not doomed to continue suffering under a tyrants rule.

"Arthur," she ventured, wondering whether she should test so soon just how far her trust in him could go. "Arthur, your father must be stopped."

Arthur was clearly surprised by this change in topics and at first Morgana thought that he might immediately disagree or accuse her of being treasonous. He opened his mouth only to shut it again and turn away.

"I know," he sighed. "I see that now. That he is wrong about magic and those who use it. But he's my father, Morgana. He's the king. I don't know… I don't know what to do."

Arthur's voice was sad and solemn. It was clear that he was torn on this issue. Morgana wanted to push him, to argue and exclaim that he was a coward if he just stood by, to try to guilt him into action. She'd tried it before, and it had worked occasionally, but she didn't think it would work this time.

She'd learned patience, there was some time still. She could work on him, push him gently, show him ways in which he could fight Uther bit by bit, and undermine his rule. She could be by his side the whole way. Together they could bring Uther's reign to and end and restore balance to Camelot.

A/N: So that's that. I think I'm done with this one. I never expected it to come this far, and honestly I'm afraid if I don't stop now it will just become a monster that I can't contain so yeah.

I hope you enjoyed it. I'm just going to ramble about my own thought process here for a bit… I really don't think that Arthur would have reacted badly to Morgana's magic, especially if he already knew about Merlin's. He showed enough signs of compassion throughout the show that I think he really would have handled it just fine, eventually. So anyways, I hope this was satisfactory. I'm off to try to salvage Leave out All the Rest now. ;-)