In Which Morgana is Concerned
Smiling contently, Morgana made her way down one of the long, breath-taking corridor’s of the castle, taking in every detail of the brick walls, tapestries and beautiful stained glass windows. She had just heard that Uther would be away for at least three days for a visit to a neighbouring kingdom and she was in no hurry to be anywhere.
She turned a corner swiftly, catching her reflection in one of the many mirrors which were positioned around the castle. Stopping briefly to smooth down her dress and smile at her reflection, she heard a quiet moan coming from down the hall. Intrigued, Morgana tiptoed down the corridor until she was almost outside Arthur’s chambers.
Another, much loader groan this time escaped the chambers. Morgana’s eyes widened as she leant forward, pressing her ear against the heavy door to listen for any clues as to who the prince had in his chambers.
“Push... Harder!” The Princes voice echoed through the closed door, followed by a loud grunt. Morgana grimaced.
“I’m trying... It’s too... big... Argh!” Morgana gasped and leapt away from the door after hearing the loud and unmistakably male voice of Merlin, the Prince’s manservant!
“Merlin!” The Prince grunted again before there was a loud scrape of furniture moving slightly across the floor of his chambers, followed by more moans.
Morgana covered her ears with her hands as she ran back down the corridor, ignoring all of the beauty she had previously been admiring. “I don’t want to know! I didn’t hear anything! La la la!” She sang to herself, trying to block out the noises in her mind as she ran back to her own chambers, slamming the door behind her.
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“I can’t push any harder!” Merlin grunted again, back leant heavily against the Prince’s gigantic wardrobe. “It’s too big!”
“Merlin!” He shouted at his servant before tugging on the other side. “I want this wardrobe on the other side of the room now! So push harder!” Merlin and Arthur pushed the piece of furniture simultaneously, only to have the wardrobe scrape loudly across the floor, barely moving an inch.
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