"Don't worry, Morgana" Merlin said, faking a dim smile on his lips "Arthur should be on his way back already. It won't take long now"

Morgana returned the smile to her friend and pushed herself onward with her hands. She still had a little bit of strength and she planned on using it before it abandoned her completely.

As soon as Merlin caught her standing up, he grabbed her by the elbow and stopped her midway "What do you think you're doing, Morgana? Get back down or do you want Arthur to have me beheaded?"

The lady Morgana simply rolled her eyes in exasperation and freed herself from Merlin's grasp. She had never liked being bossed around and this wasn't going to be the exception. It appeared that Merlin knew better than to try and stop her because he simply stood there, watching her cross the room with carefully measured steps.

"See? I'm perfectly fine" She said as she was about to reach the window's sill. She intended on sitting there and watching Arthur ride back home and Merlin wasn't going to stop her from doing it. She could be determined as a lioness when she wanted to "I will just wait here until…" Morgana froze in place as a wave of dizziness struck her all of a sudden.

"Morgana?" Merlin asked from behind her.

"Until…" Morgana took one hand to her chest and pressed tightly. She couldn't breathe and her legs weren't responding "Merlin?" She gasped, fear creeping up her spine "Mer-" Suddenly her knees gave out and she toppled to the ground.

"Morgana!" Merlin screamed as he run to her side as fast as he could, gathering her frail body into his arms "Morgana!" But the girl wasn't hearing him. She had her eyes fixed on the roof, a terrifying expression on her pale features as she desperately clutched her dress, seemingly trying to tear it open "Morgana, what's wrong?" One, two, three gasps he heard as a response as she inhaled soundly, desperately trying to breathe. Her hands tearing at the trim of her dress as she fought to release it but failed miserably.

"I can't breathe" She whispered almost inaudibly "I-I can't… move"

Merlin held her closer to his chest and looked for her eyes which were wide opened as plates, staring blankly at him. He caressed her face almost pleadingly, trying to catch her attention. He didn't.

"Morgana, it's gonna be alright" He said, tears welling up in his eyes as Morgana's pants came louder and heavier "Arthur's gonna be here any minute, he found the cure, I'm sure he did. He's gonna save you, Morgana" The girl began thrashing in his arms as the air in her lungs became insufficient and he held her even tighter, trying to make her feel he was there. That she wasn't alone but he knew it wasn't enough. Morgana didn't need him; Morgana didn't need his closeness or his reassurance. She needed Arthur, she needed the cure but Merlin was afraid that his Prince wouldn't make it back in time "Hold on, Morgana. Please hold on" He closed his eyes and wished none of this had happened, he wished he had never become friends with Morgana, he wished he had never put her in harm's way. But it was too late, everything of what he had done had been a mistake and now she was paying the price of his secrecy and his lies. She was paying the price of being his friend.

Morgana panted heavily and fought him in his embrace. She wanted to crawl out of the room, out of the palace, out of her body. She couldn't breathe, the air she was inhaling wasn't reaching her lungs and she could feel a burning pressure inside her body, as if she was going to explode from the inside out any moment.

She couldn't die, not like this. Not without seeing him. But she was and he was nowhere to be seen. Morgana allowed a tear to roll down her cheek as realization washed over her. She was going to die and she would never see him again.

Her vision began to blur as the air in her body no longer reached her brain. Her eyelids started to close slowly as her thrashing stopped and her body stilled.

Merlin's tears seemed like rain, pouring over her. For a moment she thought she was out in the open, lying on the ground, surrounded by trees and that rain drops were beginning to fall from the gray sky. She smiled as the earth quaked furiously, or maybe it was Merlin's body shaking with his sobs. She could no longer tell but it didn't matter anymore. None of it mattered because the rain was falling, cooling her heated skin. Morgana closed her eyes as water submerged her frail body and embraced her. She thought she heard her name being called thrice from below the surface but it sounded so distant and low that it seemed like an illusion. She was imagining it. Morgana smiled and closed her eyes, giving in to the darkness.

"Morgana?"

Merlin raised his head to meet the eyes of the man standing under the threshold. He was holding his sword firmly clutched in his hand but, as his eyes landed on the pair lying on the floor of the room, he let it fall and Excalibur hit the ground with a metallic sound.

"She's dead, Arthur"

So what do you think, guys? Should I continue this or is it complete rubbish? Please let me know :)