Hi this is my first fan fiction ever. Hope you like it.

Oh and I don't own Merlin (I wish I did) or any of the characters.

Smirking down at her prisoner, Morgana couldn't think of a more perfect way to win the crown. Well she could but it seems the annoying servant, she wanted so badly to kill, had not followed them.

The room could have been better. They were in the throne room of a ruined castle. An old, wooden throne still stood and several weapons still clung to the ash grey walls. Even though the place had obviously been abandoned years, the place still had a feel of importance. Anyway it was well concealed and nobody ever dared come here, it was dangerous. Many even believed it to be cursed.

"How does it feel Arthur? To realise that the person you hold dearest betrayed you for me. Do you realise now how it feels to be stabbed in the back?" She says, taunting Arthur Pendragon as he knelt before her. It was amazing that he still looked fairly regal even though he'd basically been dragged through an entire wood. His blonde hair was messy but a he'll of a lot better than hers. He was still wearing light armour but it wouldn't do. much against her plans. Soon this man would be nothing but a corpse

"Well you would know?" He says quietly.

Slap

Morgana's palm hits his face with so much force, he almost falls over but he manages to stay upright even though he is bound in cold, iron chains. How dare he? How dare he use Mordred against her. That filthy traitor, after all she'd done for her. No, Morgana told herself, don't let him distract you.

"Oops, did I hit a nerve?" Arthur murmurs to himself. She just glares. She only just realised how cold it is, her ornate, black dress to thin to act as a barrier against the icy air. Her once silky curls were now wild and dirty. Soon, she told herself, soon she would have warmth and clean hair again.

"You won't be smiling in a minute. I'm just dying to, well, watch you die. Oh and take Camelot for myself." She says with a smirk.

"My people will never follow you." He replies defiantly. Rolling her eyes she runs her pale fingers across his jaw.

"Oh but you see, they will. Or at least they'll follow your Queen, who follows me." She says like it's obvious.

"The knights will find me." Arthur says desperately.

"Oh no, they think you've been kidnapped for ransom and have been sent to Odin's kingdom to search for you. There is no way they'll find you in time." She says smugly, pleased with her plans to lead the knights on a wild goose hunt.

"Then, I don't know, Merlin." He trys. He was really desperate now, he knew there was nothing Merlin could do against Morgana. She laughed hard at that comment.

"Now your just being silly. Even if Merlin did find us, what could a servant do against a high-priestess of the old-religion? Think it through." Morgana replies, however, even as she says this, something in the back of her mind tells her that Merlin could find him and would be able to stop her. She pushes these silly thoughts away, there is nothing Merlin could do. Right?

"I'm getting bored. Time to spice things up I think." She pulls out a jagged black dagger from the sheath at her side.

"Arteithio pwy bynnag fydd y llafn yn cyffwrdd!"(1)

Her eyes burn gold for a second before she smiled at the glistening blade.

"Oh I am going to enjoy your screams." She says surely before sliding the blade along Arthur's face.

The pain he felt was beyond anything he had ever experienced. It was like burning hot knives were stabbing into every little part of his body whilst being burnt alive and being whipped at the same time. And that was only with one cut. Next she went to his arms, again his skin was sliced open but he barely noticed.

His cries echoed around the chamber they were in, Morgana was completely enjoying the agony she was making Arthur feel. It made her feel alive.

When Arthur was finally laying at her feet gasping for breath did she stop. Smirking at him she knelt down next to the fallen king.

"Beg for me to kill you and you'll never feel any pain ever again." She murmurs, stroking his messy, blonde hair.

"Never." Came a reply.

"Your choice." She says with a shrug. Through the blood, Arthur's eyes stared up at her, weary but steady.

This happened another three times but on the third Arthur finally gave him.

"Okay, I beg of you please end this." He says in a barely even a whisper. Morgana smiled knowing she'd finally broke the mighty king of Camelot.

"As you wish." She says. She takes his sword from the wall she had rested it against , she ran her fingers along it's smooth surface.

"To kill you, Arthur. With your own sword will be my pleasure." She says as she raises the sword.

"Stop!" Yells a voice from the shadows. Morgana whips around. Who? Who found us?

"Reveal yourself!" Morgana calls back.

Slowly a person, a man presumably judging by the voice, steps out from the shadows wearing a flowing blue cape with the hood shadowing their face.

"Walk away Morgana." Says the man, quieter now, less rushed.

"No, gwynt (1)" Shouts Morgana. A wind whips up around the man making his hood fall back.

Standing there was the first and last person she was expecting. Standing there was...

"Merlin!?"

Woo finished the first chapter, go me!

(1)/(2) looked up words on google translate for the spells.

Hope you liked it as much as I liked writing it. Reviews please!