It's official, I'm a fandom whore...
Okay people. I should probably post this somewhere else, but I'm not on my own computer at the moment, so it's going up here for safe-keeping.
This is a plot bunny from merlinxarthur from the sidebar as (resources:plot bunnies, if you're interested in looking) and I decided to romp around there a little. For an AU prompt, someone was like "Secret Garden Merlin" and I was like oh, shit because then I started thinking about it. And then I got ideas and they won't stop coming. So, this is for copycatgirl and her prompt. I hope I please you, this is my humble offering.
Title: The Secret of Sudbury Park
Author: skellig8
Disclaimer: I own nothing in regards to "The Secret Garden" or the show "Merlin". Both are used for entertainment and no profit is being made from this venture. I own no rights to images or anything used. The idea of plot is mine.
Rating: PG-13, putting it in a slash community, so no surprises with some m/m kissing. I don't expect it to get higher than that.
Summary: Morgana LeFay is sixteen years old and not afraid of anything, or so she says when she makes the move from India to England after her father's death. There are strange things in her Uncle Uther's house, some say cursed blood, others say magic...
A/N: There's some sort of plot bunny dispensing machine that malfunctions and you have to take care of it because putting it up for adoption seems so heartless... I swear, you people...put ideas in my head and they evolve... *shakes head* Not beta'd! All errors are mine.
The woman, no fairy, that stood before her looked wild and had an innate ferocity despite her cool beauty. She was born of the Old World where nature ruled, a time long past. They heard stories of course, of the Old Magic when it ruled in its prime in the Isles. She had read of magic and courtly love in King Arthur's Court in the romances she was fond of. Ingraine knew her health was failing, a murmur was diagnosed by Gaius, the physician in Ealdor the town closest to Sudbury Park. Most of the peerage had their own physicians, but she preferred Gaius' kindly disposition and the loyalty he had shown to their family for years. But he could not cure her and she had already seen many specialists who had told her she would never see a child to term. She always believed there was such a chance and it seemed that her belief in the fey people would help her.
The woman looked every inch a queen, the horns of a ram in her headress with twining strands of beads and baubles. Her clothes seemed at first tattered, but she wore it like it was a gown of jewels. And then she spoke, "Human child, you have brought me here with your belief, what is it that you would wish of me?"
"My body fails me, but my greatest wish is to give my husband a son before I die."
The fairy looked back at her with fiery blue eyes. "Yes, if you were to carry a child it would take you both."
"Can you help me?"
She looked on silently, "As you know, mortal, when dealing with the faerie there is always a price to be paid."
"Yes," and Ingraine's eyes filled with tears.
"Peace, child," and a hand set upon her shoulder, bright and warm. "I know indeed the joy of motherhood. The love you must spend every day."
She looked up into that face of cold beauty, softened around the ancient eyes. "I know this love you wish to give the world. Therefore,"she pounded the ground with her staff, inciting the magic of the land. "You will be granted a son that you will bear to term, in return his life will be exchanged for yours."
Ingraine felt her eyes filled with tears, but she would be dead.
"Fear not, child," the fairy spoke. "A son without a mother is a sad thing to bear. As the price of our deal, you must keep your lands open and allow passage to my son, Emrys."
"Thank you," Ingraine cried.
The queen took out a dagger from her hip and sliced it across her palm and held out her hand to take Ingraine's. She repeated the motion over Ingraine's hand and their blood meshed together in a clasp.
"Our sons will rule after us," she decreed and something in the earth agreed with her and Ingraine felt it through her hand. Then more quietly to Ingraine, as mother to mother. "My Emrys is kind and loves the human world. I will tell him of the coming of your son. We must let them take care of each other. I see great things for them."
And the deal was made and sealed in blood.
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