Merlin/Morgana

This story probably takes place around when Morgana was still good, Uther was still alive and forever hating magic and Arthur questions the uses of magic (I'm trying to catch up with the series, so I'm not sure if he did question the uses of magic. Let's just say he does for the sake of this story. In here, Morgana knows she has magic.

Summary: Merlin dares himself to show his true self to Morgana. He never anticipated her reaction but what more could he ask for? The obstacle they face to save their love and magic are insatiable but they will also learn to accept who they truly are and love and magic are two very powerful elements.

I may not follow the episodes completely but this is fanfiction after all. This story is multi-chaptered (I want to write it in one chapter but I feel like it could be confusing plus it's 1 am plus here and I'm done with this chapter so I decided to just post it up)

Sorry for any grammatical errors and spelling mistakes. English isn't exactly my first language and I'm still practising. Feel free to leave a review and tell me what you think.

Enjoy!

I do not own Merlin.

Morgana sat in her chambers; it was in the middle of the night, she was just afraid to fall asleep nowadays. The sleeping draught was to be delivered to her every night to ease the nightmares but tonight, Gaius or Merlin was late. She got off the bed topped with silk sheets and fluffy pillows. Her night dress fell against her body in the most comfortable manner. Her steps were light as Morgana made her way to Gaius' chambers. When she had gotten there, the door was slightly open and she could hear Gaius and Merlin talking, more like yelling.

"She's afraid, can't you see?" Merlin's voice raised a tone higher.

"But your destiny would not allow it," Gaius replied with his typical stern voice.

"Please, Gaius, don't you think she deserves to know?" Merlin was whispering now. Morgana had trouble making out the last sentence but she could understand it fully.

Hesitantly, Morgana knocked on the wooden door lightly. The two men had stopped arguing. She didn't dare move but she could hear Merlin whispering something to Gaius which earned no sound of reply. Morgana jumped when the door opened to reveal Merlin. He stepped out and closed the door.

"Can I…um… talk to you?" Merlin looked at Morgana with his piercing blue eyes.

"Sure,"

Merlin looked down at Morgana's hand and she could see his own hand was extended slightly. She was confused but she took it anyway. She trusted him; she always had ever since they became so close to each other. Like Gwen to her, Merlin was also a friend. Though there are days when she could have treated Merlin as much more. It wasn't that there was no feeling but imagine, the king's ward with a servant? It could never happen, but how she wishes that she could make it happen. When they were alone, they act like lovers, but there was never any sort of physical contact, but he could make her feel safe and warm just by his words.

They walk in silence to the caves under the castle. Despite the awful piercing silence, Merlin never let Morgana's hand go. Instead he held on tighter. Then he stopped. He dropped her hand and gestured her to sit on a medium sized boulder. He stuck the burning fire into the ground.

"How are you feeling?" he asked quietly.

"Rather confused, actually," she said truthfully.

"Sorry,"

"No it's okay… I couldn't sleep anyway,"

Merlin took a deep breath before exhaling sharply. Honestly, he was afraid. Afraid of her reaction for what he was about to do.

"Morgana, you're not alone, I know you're afraid, but you're not alone,"

"What do you mean?"

Merlin held out a clenched fist before chanting a spell. His eyes turned gold which earned an audible gasp from Morgana. He opened his palm to reveal a small fire burning on the palm of his hand.

"You have magic!"

Merlin nodded. He waited for a reaction, he waited for her to scream, he waited for her to run to Uther to tell him, but she didn't. Instead she stared into the small flickering fire in his hands, eyes not filled with fear but with adoration. A small smile graced her lips before her green eyes looked up at him, her smile grew larger.

"You have magic, Merlin!" she claimed happily, standing on her two feet.

Merlin couldn't help but smile along with her. He extinguished the fire and came closer to her. The happiness in her face made his heart so warm with the magic that grew within him. He knew it; he knew she could be helped. Unexpectedly, Morgana threw her arms around him. Merlin, shocked for a moment, recovered and wrapped his arm around her, tightening his grip around her. Morgana often forget, maybe because of his lanky stature, that Merlin was stronger than he looks. For a moment in time, Morgana feels safe and… loved?

She could feel his lips pressed onto her crown. Could it be? She let go and looked up to see tender blue eyes, beautiful tender eyes that told her she was not alone anymore, that she was safe as long as he was there to protect her. A smile beautified his façade, but it was not his usual boyish grin, it was a genuine smile.

"You're so lovely," he whispered.

The fire within her began to ignite. She could feel the strength of her magic, swirling, painting a passionate masterpiece for the man that stood before her, the warlock that had greatness awaiting him, and she knew that.

Her body pushed itself against his without her consciously being aware of it, but it wasn't an intimidating move; it was a silent permission for him to hold her close once more. His response was one she did not expect. He leaned into her till his lips touched hers softly. She would have pushed him away but it felt too good to let go. In did not matter, if this was destiny, she accepts it completely with an open heart.

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The Lady Morgana awoke that morning in her bed. Odd, she did not remember coming here after the night's event. Gwen came in her chambers, chipper as always. Morgana, too, was happy, a little happier than she ever had been. Gwen looked at her as if she had grown two heads over night but why hide the happiness she felt? In the throne room, Arthur and Uther, too, noticed the change in Morgana's mood.

"You seem to be in a good mood," Arthur commented after nodding at Merlin who had poured another cup of water.

"What? Oh, I feel so blissful today, Arthur," Morgana smiled as she looked out the window. The sun was in her favour today, it shined brightly, it radiated her happiness.

"Is this because of a dream you had?" he asked again.

Morgana looked at Arthur but paused for a moment, before continuing with, "Yes, a dream that will come true,"

"You've never been such a dreamer before, Morgana, but it's nice to see you smiling," Uther remarked while taking a sip of his water.

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Merlin visits her often at night. It went on for months now. Every night it ended with a kiss and parting goodbye because they were to be Lady and servant by the crack of dawn.

It was a night before Merlin was to go with Arthur to help a village miles from Camelot to solve a raging problem of thieves and bandits. It was dangerous everyone knew that but Morgana knew of Merlin's destiny. She knew he needed to be there for Arthur. He leaned against the wall by her door while she spoke behind it, a small opening of the door to allow her voice to pass through. It was like this every night.

"Be careful," she said.

"I will,"

Morgana was quiet for a moment. She was worried, very worried. Thieves and bandits were very dangerous people and to have 30 to 50 of them coming at you, your chances of death is very high. Morgana did not want to lose Camelot's knights and Arthur but mostly she did now want to lose her lover.

"Hey, I'll be safe,"

The door open and a hand pulled Merlin in. Merlin stumbled in then regained his balance. In front of him stood a teary but strong Morgana.

"You could die," her voice wavered but a bit of anger was hinted.

"I've got magic,"

"You can't use it without risking Arthur seeing,"

"If it means I can come home to you…"

"Don't put yourself in risky positions for me,"

She wanted to walk away but he pulled her hand and pulled her close.

"I'm sorry," he kept whispering it into her ear.

He held her close and tight so she could not let go. She relaxed soon and he carried her to the bed where they stayed in each other's embrace for a little longer. He stroke her wave of dark locks as she stared into nothing.

"Merlin?"

"Yes?"

"Do you love me?"

The question was unexpected. Merlin stopped all of his movements and sat up. He took her hand in his and gave her the answer she wanted to hear, the answer that came from his heart.

"I really do love you so much" he declared. It was loud and clear, it was enough to let her know that he was not lying and he was not only saying it to ease her soul. It was the truth and it was time she knew. He searched the pocket of his pants and held the object in his fist before looking up at her.

"Before I leave, promise you will take care of this for me?"

"I promise,"

He opened his fist to reveal a small ring resting against his calloused palm. The ring was nothing fancy, just a band made of silver lined with gold. Tiny flowers were encrusted onto the surface to give it texture and design. Merlin had made it himself.

"One day, I will marry you," he said as he slipped the ring onto Morgana's left fourth finger.

It was not a question, it did not need to be because it was a promise from a man to the woman he loves dearly. That night they made sweet magical love to each other. There were no regrets, just the feeling of fervent love for each other.

Merlin slipped away from his beloved before she woke at dawn, leaving a short letter as her simple reminder. That was the only thing he regretted, leaving her without a proper goodbye, but the night's event (which made Merlin blush violently in the morning, Arthur continued demanding what made the young servant to be so flush this morning) felt like a proper farewell.