Periculum in Mora (4/?)
Title: Periculum in Mora
Rating: PG-13 just to be sure
Pairing: Morgana/Uther
Warnings/Spoilers: Doubt it
Summary: Since Morgana got to know about her gift, she feared that one day she will see the Death of the one she loves. And this days has come...
Author’s Notes: So, this is my first Uther/Morgana fic.
Disclaimer: All rights reserved by their respective owners.
Chapter four
De inimico non loquaris male sed cogites
(Do not speak ill of your enemy, but plan it)
“I thought he was your father’s enemy?!” Merlin said adjusting the cloak on Arthur’s shoulders.
“Merlin,” Arthur pronounced attracting his servant’s attention “you understand nothing about politics.”
Merlin sighed but said nothing.
Arthur sighed too for he didn’t understand everything too clearly himself. He still couldn’t understand why his father had made a feast in King Loth’s honor.
-Start of Flashback- Earlier that day...
Walking to his father’s chambers, Arthur as always was in a grim mood. If Uther Pendragon wanted to see his son it meant only one thing - the Crown Prince had to arrest someone who was blamed for the use of magic and then bring this unfortunate before the King’s eyes.
As much as his father hated magic, Arthur couldn’t understand why he had to be so severe with anyone who was even under the slightest suspicion of witchcraft.
Before knocking softly on the door, Arthur sighed preparing himself for whatever task his father had for him.
“Arthur,” Uther smiled at the sight of his son.
“Father,” Arthur replied more reservedly.
“Please, sit.”
Arthur sat at the table. He was a little bit surprised to see his father in such an elated mood because, more often than not, Uther was in the contrary mood, if only of course Morgana wasn’t near.
“I asked you to come, for I wanted to know your opinion about King Loth.”
“Well, he’s helping the druids, he supports magic…”
“No,” Uther interrupted his son “I want to know why you think he came so unexpectedly?”
“He seeks peace?” Arthur was asking and not answering the question.
“It is unlikely,” Uther replied “Arthur, sooner or later you’ll become King and you must learn to read between the lines, to see when someone pretends or lies,” Uther sat by his son’s side.
Arthur nodded.
The silence dragged on and Arthur decided to say something.
“So, you think King Loth has come here with some plot in his mind?”
“I’m pretty sure about it,” Uther said getting up and approaching the window.
The square before the palace was animated. The preparations for tonight’s festivities were framing well.
“Then why did you welcome him here and hold this feast in his honor?!” Arthur asked with confusion.
“Arthur, do you know how they say 'better an open enemy than a false friend', Uther said “and now Loth wants to be this false friend. Be very attentive this evening.”
-End of Flashback-
Arthur sighed again. Merlin looked at his master.
“Is there something wrong?” he asked.
“Sometimes, even I Merlin understand nothing to do with politics,” Arthur confessed.
“Your father has really good advisors and he’s worldly-wise-” Merlin had no chance to finish.
“Merlin,” Arthur interrupted him. His servant looked at the Crown Prince with innocent eyes “ don’t even think about the promotion to becoming my counselor, you can’t execute the simplest tasks! For example: finally cleaning my armor!” and Arthur threw the shield to Merlin.
“Yes, right,” Merlin muttered once Arthur had left the chamber.
The music was filling the ballroom, the knights and ladies of Camelot were laughing and dancing. Among them Uther finally saw King Loth and Morgana.
King Loth was smiling while looking at Morgana, who obviously was absorbed in her own thoughts.
“Is something bothering you, my Lady?” Loth asked.
“Hmm?” Morgana missed the question.
King Loth chuckled.
“If the young lady doesn’t follow the thread of the conversation, it means two things: firstly, the interlocutor is THAT boring, and secondly, the young lady is thinking about someone else,” and King Loth smiled looking right into Morgana’s eyes.
She shivered, looked fast at Uther, who had fixed his gaze upon on the piar. She swiftly diverted her attention back to King Loth's eyes.
“No, you’re not boring,” she finally managed to say “I just haven't felt very well lately.”
King Loth smiled once again.
“I hope that you feel better now?”
“Yes,” Morgana answered.
Finally the music was over and everyone took their places at the table. Morgana sat by the left side of Uther, feeling relieved at not being close to King Loth. She sensed that somehow he was connected with her nightmares.
Uther rose and holding the goblet high in the air he spoke.
“I propose a toast for two Kingdoms: Camelot and Lowden that today, became allies!”
Knights of Camelot raised their goblets for Camelot and the Knights of Lowden raised their goblets for their King and their Kingdom.
To show their appreciation, King Loth and King Uther clasped their hands. The knights of both Kingdoms raised their goblets for the long life of both Kings and future friendships of two Kingdoms.
“So,” Loth pronounced “what do you think of a hunting party?”
“I think it’s a-” Morgana’s cry interrupted Uther.
“NO!”
Suddenly the whole ballroom fell silent.
“Morgana...?” Uther said.
Feeling not only uncomfortable but also vulnerable, Morgana excused herself and left the room.
Rating: PG-13 just to be sure
Pairing: Morgana/Uther
Warnings/Spoilers: Doubt it
Summary: Since Morgana got to know about her gift, she feared that one day she will see the Death of the one she loves. And this days has come...
Author’s Notes: So, this is my first Uther/Morgana fic.
Disclaimer: All rights reserved by their respective owners.
Chapter four
De inimico non loquaris male sed cogites
(Do not speak ill of your enemy, but plan it)
“I thought he was your father’s enemy?!” Merlin said adjusting the cloak on Arthur’s shoulders.
“Merlin,” Arthur pronounced attracting his servant’s attention “you understand nothing about politics.”
Merlin sighed but said nothing.
Arthur sighed too for he didn’t understand everything too clearly himself. He still couldn’t understand why his father had made a feast in King Loth’s honor.
-Start of Flashback- Earlier that day...
Walking to his father’s chambers, Arthur as always was in a grim mood. If Uther Pendragon wanted to see his son it meant only one thing - the Crown Prince had to arrest someone who was blamed for the use of magic and then bring this unfortunate before the King’s eyes.
As much as his father hated magic, Arthur couldn’t understand why he had to be so severe with anyone who was even under the slightest suspicion of witchcraft.
Before knocking softly on the door, Arthur sighed preparing himself for whatever task his father had for him.
“Arthur,” Uther smiled at the sight of his son.
“Father,” Arthur replied more reservedly.
“Please, sit.”
Arthur sat at the table. He was a little bit surprised to see his father in such an elated mood because, more often than not, Uther was in the contrary mood, if only of course Morgana wasn’t near.
“I asked you to come, for I wanted to know your opinion about King Loth.”
“Well, he’s helping the druids, he supports magic…”
“No,” Uther interrupted his son “I want to know why you think he came so unexpectedly?”
“He seeks peace?” Arthur was asking and not answering the question.
“It is unlikely,” Uther replied “Arthur, sooner or later you’ll become King and you must learn to read between the lines, to see when someone pretends or lies,” Uther sat by his son’s side.
Arthur nodded.
The silence dragged on and Arthur decided to say something.
“So, you think King Loth has come here with some plot in his mind?”
“I’m pretty sure about it,” Uther said getting up and approaching the window.
The square before the palace was animated. The preparations for tonight’s festivities were framing well.
“Then why did you welcome him here and hold this feast in his honor?!” Arthur asked with confusion.
“Arthur, do you know how they say 'better an open enemy than a false friend', Uther said “and now Loth wants to be this false friend. Be very attentive this evening.”
-End of Flashback-
Arthur sighed again. Merlin looked at his master.
“Is there something wrong?” he asked.
“Sometimes, even I Merlin understand nothing to do with politics,” Arthur confessed.
“Your father has really good advisors and he’s worldly-wise-” Merlin had no chance to finish.
“Merlin,” Arthur interrupted him. His servant looked at the Crown Prince with innocent eyes “ don’t even think about the promotion to becoming my counselor, you can’t execute the simplest tasks! For example: finally cleaning my armor!” and Arthur threw the shield to Merlin.
“Yes, right,” Merlin muttered once Arthur had left the chamber.
The music was filling the ballroom, the knights and ladies of Camelot were laughing and dancing. Among them Uther finally saw King Loth and Morgana.
King Loth was smiling while looking at Morgana, who obviously was absorbed in her own thoughts.
“Is something bothering you, my Lady?” Loth asked.
“Hmm?” Morgana missed the question.
King Loth chuckled.
“If the young lady doesn’t follow the thread of the conversation, it means two things: firstly, the interlocutor is THAT boring, and secondly, the young lady is thinking about someone else,” and King Loth smiled looking right into Morgana’s eyes.
She shivered, looked fast at Uther, who had fixed his gaze upon on the piar. She swiftly diverted her attention back to King Loth's eyes.
“No, you’re not boring,” she finally managed to say “I just haven't felt very well lately.”
King Loth smiled once again.
“I hope that you feel better now?”
“Yes,” Morgana answered.
Finally the music was over and everyone took their places at the table. Morgana sat by the left side of Uther, feeling relieved at not being close to King Loth. She sensed that somehow he was connected with her nightmares.
Uther rose and holding the goblet high in the air he spoke.
“I propose a toast for two Kingdoms: Camelot and Lowden that today, became allies!”
Knights of Camelot raised their goblets for Camelot and the Knights of Lowden raised their goblets for their King and their Kingdom.
To show their appreciation, King Loth and King Uther clasped their hands. The knights of both Kingdoms raised their goblets for the long life of both Kings and future friendships of two Kingdoms.
“So,” Loth pronounced “what do you think of a hunting party?”
“I think it’s a-” Morgana’s cry interrupted Uther.
“NO!”
Suddenly the whole ballroom fell silent.
“Morgana...?” Uther said.
Feeling not only uncomfortable but also vulnerable, Morgana excused herself and left the room.