When they were children Arthur was always the strong one, even if he wasn't always the smart one. Morgana loves this about him, even now in a castle far from Camelot, she takes refuge in the memories of his strength. But his muscle, his speed and his skill with the sword all pale when compared to the strength of his heart, Arthur has always been able to see what is right, even when it threatens to shatter his heart.

Morgana loved this as a child because it allowed her to be weak sometimes. It allowed her heart to break at the injustice of an execution or at the plight of the people knowing, all the while, that Arthur's heart was strong enough to pick them both up and then do what must be done.

There was time when she loved him like a brother and thought of him as a king. Morgana wonders when she lost that.