Hey,hey! Me again... Okay, I've thought of this for quite some time, it seems that I just could not find the right word to express it all out. So, forgive me for posting this L.A.M.E chapter, but I felt obliged to post it somehow...heh... and pardon any uninteresting events in this chapter... they were all killers, true. And thank you all for your continuous supports! They were greatly appreciated. Those reviews; I love them. Now, I'll just shut up and let you read.

CHAPTER FOUR: KISS AND... RUN?

DISCLAIMER: I'm getting tired doing this suck-eth thing... I do not own the characters of this TV Show... hwaarghhh!

Previously on Take Me Away on a Night Mare...

"I've been hearing voices lately. A female voice. At night time, you see. Almost reminded me of someone,"

"What do you think it means?"

"Probably nothing that has to do with your destiny just yet,"

"But since you said you were hearing female voice in the middle of the night, I thought you could've figured something out already."

"Are you going to attend Morgana's ball?"

This is weird... Merlin is Emrys?

"Gwen and Morgana don't usually blushed around me,"

"Then, they must've been blushed around me,"

Somewhere in the land where dark magic rules, a dark Kingdom stood whom the king long for a war to take over Camelot. King Nicholas was plotting against the one kingdom that would only make his kingdom to become an empire. The ruthless megalomaniac of a king has everything planned perfectly. His treacherous scheme was only waiting for the right person to approach to be laid out. He waited quite a time before a mere boy came to take the challenge. King Nicholas was sceptic to let the boy to run the errand, but after being told that the boy possessed strong dark magic and descended from ancient royalty of the kingdom himself, the king agreed. The boy's name was Adrian.

Adrian got ready to head to Camelot. He had troubles before in searching the perfect time. Now that he had found the perfect excuse, and his sly mind was plotting the perfect scheme. He would go Camelot at the time the royal ball for Lady Morgana was approaching, and he would make her the key for King Uther's undoing. Adrian tied his stuffs to his black horse carefully. As he was getting himself ready, he was thinking of a way to approach the fair lady innocently. He never had the chance to meet the Lady Morgana himself, but people say she was one of the most beautiful women in time. "We'll see how far the rumour is true, Night Mare." He said to his mare. With a slick move, he hopped his way onto his Night Mare. Adrian blue eyes shone as he started his travelling to Camelot.

While at Camelot, Morgana seemed not to have any more dreams. Bad or sweet ones. She's got no more dreams that she has been waiting for. Another chance to see Emrys, another chance to feel the gentleness to the lips brushed against hers. The last dream she dreamt about him is not vivid enough to be told. But she did remember the promise he made in it. "I will come to you, milady," was all he said. And she waited and waited. Nobody came to her just yet. Well, Merlin did, to send her flowers when Gwen was doing laundries, to play chess when Arthur did not want to. Then, there was Gaius, always asking about any of her paranormal dreams, making her potions and whatsoever. To make things simple, her life now was quite empty. Somehow, she noticed something was going on between the crown prince and the maidservant.

Morgana had once heard Gwen was giving a 'pep talk' to Arthur one day. And she knew nobody loves Arthur romantically more than Gwen. When she heard they were talking, Gwen was telling him how to be a good king and how to treat his subjects. Odds are Arthur was actually listening. It was something that rarely happened when Arthur was with Morgana herself. Right then she was thinking nobody suits Arthur better than Gwen. She was the perfect match for him. But there was at times Morgana felt slightly jealous towards her maidservant. What she meant was, she was free. At least, Gwen wasn't caged in the castle. She was free to exit and enter the castle without having the King to know, while Morgana, the entire castle had at least to know where she was going and when will she return. But there was sometimes she was being set loose. And the fact that Gwen was a lot closer to Merlin than she is. Morgana had no clue at all why should she be jealous of this. Perhaps it was the stiffness of conversation between her and Merlin? 'Yes, perhaps it is,' Morgana thought. 'But it will all be your fault,' she added to herself. She recalled that there were times that Merlin told her that she could confide into him if she wanted to. That she could believe him. Somehow, there was something inside of her saying that she should not tell or confide into the boy just yet. Perhaps it was just her ego all along. She could trust him, she should. And she would have another best friend and confidante besides Gwen.

Morgana strolled along the corridor alone as she had dismissed Gwen to the kitchen after she made up her room. There was nothing to be complain about today, no Arthur around her to bicker with, the skies are blue, the day is bright, and Morgana could tell that even the sun is smiling. Therefore, she walked and walked with nowhere to go. 'Now would be the perfect time to think about Emrys. He said he would come. Could he mean that he would attend her ball? Or could he be watching her all along? Or like the minstrel's play, he would arrive at the right time. Somehow, by the dream that Merlin is Emrys still haunted her. She knew it was just a dream. But what if it was all true? Merlin was the one she has been waiting for. He was not that bad. Then she saw Merlin walked passed her. "Merlin," she said.

Merlin stopped his walk and turned around. He was surprised to see Morgana called him. Out of no clear reason, he meant. If it was urgent, Morgana would just grab him by the arm. The strong person. "Yes, milady?" he responded.

"Are you busy?" she asked. There was no Arthur around. She was wondering if the boy is still on errands. She did not want to come in between Merlin's tasks, if he was really the one she has been waiting for. "I recall the time you said I could trust you," she started. Seeing Merlin shifted a bit, she decided to finish her sentence before he even had the chance to interrupt her. "I wanted you to know, it's not that I don't trust you back there. I was depressed."

"Understood,"

Morgana then gave him her 'I'm not finished yet' look. "I was thinking..." Morgana hesitated to finish her sentences. She looked at Merlin in hope he would just cut her in again. But, she turned out disappointed. 'Come on, Morgana. You can think. You think...' Morgana motivated herself. "If you had noticed..." she hesitated even more. Morgana motioned closer to him as she decided to reveal one of the most secretive secrets she held. She had noticed the change of look in Merlin too. Morgana opened her lips, before realizing that they were still at the place where anyone could be hearing or eavesdropping them and stopped for a while. "Don't you think Arthur is behaving quite odd, lately?" she decided to say at last. Her mentality sighed of her lack of courage to confess her feelings. She felt so low of herself. 'Unbelievable!' she almost spat the word.

"I wonder why," Merlin shrugged with a smirk.

"What do you mean?" Morgana asked after sensing something hidden behind the reply. She had the feeling that whatever in the reply made Merlin felt something. She meant, he almost sounded like 'Don't pretend you don't know the answer,'

'Ouch,' she pushed back the thought. Whatever Merlin hid behind the reply, he had Morgana intrigued to find out the answer. She cast him an unknowing look. "What did you meant?" she asked.

Merlin shot her a daring look. At least to Morgana, that was the most daring look her had casted towards her. "What do you mean, what I meant?" he said, almost snapping. "The whole castle is talking about you and Arthur. Morgana this, Arthur that. You know, sometimes I thought I might throw up to have to hear Arthur talk about you like... 13/7?" he blurted out.

Morgana looked at him with a surprised look; she had never expected his to come out from Merlin. Especially on her and Arthur. He looked almost... jealous.

"And everything you ever worried about is him. It was always him. He has all the attention. Sure, I was nothing compared him—"

Merlin stopped when a pair of lips crushed on his. It was long before he returned the kiss, finally daring to confess. It was almost bliss. Until both of the two kissing couples were in state where and who they are at the present. They broke the kiss.

Morgana looked at Merlin in the eye. Her cheeks flushed. Her lips are somewhat red. She took quite a moment before she found her voice to speak. "Don't sell short of yourself. You are more than that. You're anything but ordinary to me," she said. "Remember that... and oh, please don't tell anyone yet about this. Not until I'm ready." She added, before passing him without turning to glance.

Morgana was practically skidding the rest of the way to her chamber. Something she did just now gave her a jolt of realisation. Perhaps, Emrys had come to her. He has been with her all the time. If it were true, she would not mind anymore dreaming of kissing Emrys who turned out to be Merlin before he ran off like always. No, Morgana would not mind at all, for she thought she would give all of her to Merlin.

Somehow, the next morning had changed her. She woke up with a dream of Emrys coming to Camelot, with many things carried on a mare. And she was woken up by a neighing horse. Morgana got up from her bed and rushed towards her window. She was intrigued to know who the rider was, having the dream influence still on her. She saw a young man of Merlin's and Arthur's age, a boy, precisely, got down from a black horse. The boy was talking to the castle guards before they let him past into the castle courtyard. She stared at him. She thought she heard whispering that said; I have come. She then caught herself almost leaning outside the window to have a clearer view of the boy. A few moments past, the boy looked around him and found her. Their eye contact lasted longer than it should have been. And as soon as they parted, Morgana felt the urge inside her brain that screamed, 'Your Emrys is here!'

With a quick ready of herself, she rushed to find the boy, finding the boy was talking to Uther. She looked at the boy; his golden pendant was glowing beautifully that it almost blinded her. Yet, she was not sure why nobody made no complaints about it. When their eyes met again; Morgana felt all of the sudden like he was the love of her life and rushed towards him. "Adrian!" she hugged him tightly. "I've been waiting for you," she said.

"Morgana. I've been missing to see you too. You're more beautiful than the people said." Adrian replied. 'Nothing complicated yet, so far. With Morgana's heart and mind with me, I can have her bringing Uther down,' his mind reminded him of his task. This was easy for him. But little did he know, this game will get tougher later on.

Hey, I know! Haha, they kissed!...done with the chapter... look, I have something I want to ask you all out there, and I considered this was semi-serious question. But before that, I'm really, so, very, AND EXTREMELY SORRY for late and short update. But tell me, satisfied? If you don't, give me what you expect from me, I'll give you more than that! I think I'll just make a poll for the question... I've been thinking to make this one a short fanfic, you know... so you guys still have one more chapter to give your thoughts before I made my own decision. And you know me... a chapter is a lot of time to spend thinking! Hahaha.. P/S: 13/7 stands for 13 hours 7 days, kinda 24/7. LALALAND.

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