onceandfutureprat | .021 - i'm sorry arthur has nothing public to say about that flood :c

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.021 - i'm sorry arthur has nothing public to say about that flood :c

[Arthur is a restless sleeper. And half the time he ends up curled around a pillow just to have something to hold. While that habit will probably be a good thing in his marriage, it's not really that great when the person he's got an arm around is Morgana. Because they were kids yesterday and he let her sleep in his room because hers wasn't suitable and it wasn't as though either one of them would've accepted sleeping on the floor.

So he's holding her like she is his wife, and he's not awake enough to realize that it's all wrong.]

[Private to Merlin]

Lord Merlin, hm?

[Private to Scrad/Charlie]

I apologize. For my behavior towards you in the flood.

[Private to Arya]

Would you like another lesson in your swordplay?

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[Her eyes flash, and a shirt is flying across the room to slap him in the face, YOU'RE WELCOME.]

You must have loved that. [Wait. No. Not the bed part--] The flood.

[Arthur tugs the shirt over his head roughly, pretty much glaring at her as he straightensit out.]

Which part? The reminder that we used to be friends? [That he used to let her sleep in his room when she had bad dreams, that even when she drove him nuts, he'd do anything to protect her.]

I wasn't the one who forgot that.

[Had she forgotten it? She wants to scream until her thoughts silence themselves, until she can remember what the point of their way has been.]

No? You seem to perfectly capable of putting it from your mind so easily when you remember what I am!

[He can feel a headache forming, right behind his eyes and it's just, too early in the day to be having this kind of fight with her.]

You see what you want to see, Morgana.

[That feels like a barb, now that he knows she was seeing things, and she draws back sharply, staring at him in silence for a long moment before she just turns to head for the door.]

You're a fool.

[Maybe he is.]

Merlin told me. What he did to you. [He doesn't sound happy about it. He sounds painted. Because he just spent three days with the Morgana that used to be there, before Merlin poisoned her to save Camelot. Arthur knows now that's when he lost her, and part of him is so glad that the choice was never in his hands because he knows he never would've been able to do it.]

[Definitely a fool. She freezes, hand on the door, and she's telling herself to ignore him and keep walking, to get out and away from him but she can't. She can't move for a second, and her heartbeat pounds in her ears like it did on the floor of the throne room, when she realized that the tickle in her throat was her throat closing off.

Her hand curls against the door, nails digging into the wood until she turns to look Arthur over her shoulder.]

How nice. [Her voice starts out as ice, but she can't keep the heat out of it.] Only took him - has it been five years? How nice to know he finally found the courage.

[Look, he's not condoning Merlin's lying behavior. He's still mad about it, and if he knew what to do about Merlin, then his life would be so much simpler. But Merlin isn't here, she is and she withheld the information too.]

Why didn't you?

He knew.

[And she wants so desperately to believe that Merlin didn't tell Arthur that, either, so she could see the betrayal on his face - but the ship has made Merlin braver, and she hates that, in so many ways. Why was she the only one to suffer for his lies?

But she can't have Arthur seeing that, not after the harsh reminders of the past few days, so she makes herself smile, then smirk.]

He knew that I conspired with Morgause. It was the only thing keeping us at a standstill. [And that was she never took a drink poured by him when she ate with Arthur and Uther.]

[Arthur scoffs at that, because he knew now that Merlin had known for so long and hadn't told him. He never noticed the fact that Morgana hadn't taken anything from Merlin in Camelot. He's sort of oblivious sometimes.]

You could have said something here. [And it's weird to him that she didn't, because she's done nothing but try to hurt him here and that would certainly do it.]

Could I have? [She makes a show of looking around, arching her eyebrows.] You obviously heard what he had to say and forgave him immediately. [As she never could.]

Telling you myself would have been - [surprisingly painful, because Arthur would just forgive him and point out that Merlin had no choice and she wanted to just scream] - pointless.

[Arthur looks away for a moment, as it's Morgana and he doesn't really want to talk to her about his problems when it came to Merlin. Or any of his problems in general but especially his manservant. She'd killed Merlin, and he hadn't forgotten that nor had he really forgiven her an inch for it.]

When we first arrived here, maybe. [So much has happened since then, months here and over a year at home. It feels like a distant dream sometimes. He barely can remember what it was like to not have Merlin around.]

[She laughs derisively, and levels him with a mockingly pitying look.]

You mean when I pretended to be Uther's loyal ward? When I feigned ignorance and hid how much I loathe the both of you? Yes, I'm sure I could have told you then, and given myself away.

[She half turns, like she'll leave, before looking back at him.] Have you forgiven him Arthur? [Her hand is tight on the door handle.] I did nothing that day, and he poured poison down my throat for it. Have you forgiven him?

[Arthur says nothing. He hadn't forgiven himself for his own part in driving her off. He isn't really sure how much he can put on Merlin's shoulders when so much of her anger is directed at Uther and himself. Merlin wouldn't have been put in that situation if magic wasn't outlawed, if the king and his son had been of a family to Morgana instead of pushing her towards her long lost sister.]

He told me that your sister used you to make the curse on Camelot. Have you forgiven her for that?

[She sneers, but not as quickly as she should have; she's trying to bury what doubts she has about that day, but it is difficult.]

She did what she thought was best.

She manipulated you, Morgana.

She did no such thing! [And yes that is coming out as a snarl, don't you dare speak ill of her sister >(]

[You speak ill of his father and his wife and his idiot servant all the time.]

Did she tell you about the curse?

[But Morgause is different B(

And Morgana pauses, which is kind of damning and she knows it.]

She did what she thought was best.

[Arthur sees right through that, and it's kind of like another knife twisting in his heart. That she still chooses Morgause over him when she clearly manipulated her. It doesn't really occur to him that he's doing the same thing to her but with Merlin and Guinevere.]

Then so did Merlin.

[Manipulation is a theme in her life. And she hates that hearing that hurts. It shouldn't, she knows it shouldn't. She knows she will have to kill him once Jefferson takes her to Camelot. She knows he will try to kill her to keep his throne.

But knowing - knowing, to her - that he doesn't care that his servant tried to kill her before this, before they were enemies, before they stopped being friends, that he could still take Merlin's side, knowing what he did, is a knife in the back.]

Maybe it would have been better if he had succeeded.

[She doesn't wait to see his response to her lashing out, because she's afraid it's true. If she had died in Merlin's arms in the throne room - she pulls open the door, and walks out.]

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