Morgana's Plot

Morgana Pendragon knew that the world would rue the day they killed her sister and all but adopted son. She had decided that no one at any time would forget her name. She looked long and hard for what she was searching for. Travelling far and wide looking for what she was searching for; talking to the "best" – she sneered the weakest more like. And, so called, worst of her kind, whom she saw as the strongest. Talking to goblins, pixies, elves, imps, dwarves, she'd even tried to talk to the Great Dragon. But the foul beast blew fire at her and she'd had to leave. But finally she had found it hidden in the ancient tongue of the dragons that took she Queen Morgana Pendragon three years to decipher.

So the woman was enchanting she would bring the world to its knees simply by living for ever. Oh sure they'd have to be reincarnated again and again. Go through an annoying adolescent phase and teething and everything to do with being a child. But it would be worth it because she would never forget. She would forever seek to kill and destroy anyone of non magical blood!

As Morgana finished enchanting far away a king's tomb began to glow. For Morgana had no idea that for the spell there had to be an equal balancing act! As Morgana has failed to specify who this would be the spell had chosen someone for her. A king; equal power, and position in society, and anger, and coldness, and hatred, and fear, and grief, and ruthlessness to the once Queen. The only difference was instead of hating the non-magic peoples he detested magic. Far away the witch's father had become eternally bound to the young woman.

Arthur Pendragon had noticed and rushed to find his faithful warlock only to realise that he had felt the witch's spell.

'Merlin what happened?' Arthur asked urgently.

'Morgana,' he whispered.

'What now?' Arthur was getting extremely edgy about his half-sister.

'She'll never stop,' Merlin whispered. 'She's used dragon magic to make herself immortal she'll die and be reborn again and again and again.'

Arthur's eyes widened, 'is that possible?' he asked weakly.

'Yes,' Merlin sighed.

'What can we do?' he asked. 'And what about father's grave?'

'She never specified who the balancing person was so they picked her equal and opposite,' Merlin explained.

'Father,' Arthur said.

'Uther,' agreed Merlin.

'We need to call a meeting of the Round Table,' Arthur decided.

At the round table after they had finished Gwen suggested what might have been the most obvious thing of all, 'if Morgana's going to use this spell why can't Merlin?' she asked.

'Of course,' Merlin muttered, 'though unlike her I am going to make sure that it is gender bound and choose someone to come with me.'

'I would go but I couldn't face a world without Guinevere,' the royal couple stared long into each other's eyes.

'Why can't both of us come if we do the same for Freya and Merlin. Then we have two couple in love for each,' Gwen said.

'Good idea, Gwen,' grinned the warlock.

'I should warn you though that only the spell caster can remember and I won't be able to tell you. It is part of the spell's curse that the spell caster can never reveal the truth unless the person already knows. I will set it so that Morgana and I always meet. As do the four of us,' Merlin warned.

'Do it,' Arthur ordered.

Gwen nodded.

And that was that. Merlin set about doing his work so before long there was six who would be around eternally.