Chapter Twelve.
That night Arthur could not sleep a wink, before dawn and went out of her room without waking up Merlino, who was sleeping in a room adjacent to his. When Morgan returned to the stables he found him asleep on the straw at the same point where sometimes she sat down to rest.
After a whole day in secret had welcomed freedom with a relief that he did not believe they can try again, but last night in his squalid room had not given her no relief, and had to flee as a last thought solution to everything that was breaking down on me. But Arthur was once again stands between her and her choice. In truth, he had almost lost all fear admitting that Arthur was his choice.
knelt beside holding out his hand, ready to rouse him from sleep but found himself rubbing his face.
When she was still herself, when she was still his life, the label and the pride they had prevented the tenderness and intimacy that now needed to give herself, and gave the foolish not to have granted to either the release of the truth, even if part of her feared that Arthur would not be interested.
He did not open eyes, so she did not realize that he was awake until I grabbed his wrist blocking hand against your face. The blue eyes looked at her so intensely frightened to leave, continuing to stare brought his palm to his mouth and felt his lips press a kiss on his skin roughened by work.
"What are you doing?" He asked trying to hide the panic and emotion behind a mask of indignation.
"What is your opinion?" he asked ironically, "You seem to always have a" curious expression she said "I'd be interested to hear"
"You're crazy!" accused him trying in vain to break free from his grip.
"Not yet, but I am afraid to be close," he said seriously, finally letting go of her wrist. She took the opportunity to put space between them, and stood up to give away.
"Amee" called wearily, and she knew she was asking to stop tormenting each other. He wanted to do as asked, but did not know how. How to tell him what had happened? How to tell him who she was? How to explain who she was for her?
She lowered her face, holding his forehead with one hand, fumbled while fighting pain and the tears that wanted to go back up to his eyes. And her eyes were dry, until such time as he felt the breath of Arthur against the neck skin left uncovered by the fallen hair on the sides of her face as she whispered the plan, but terribly clear "Morgana, please," wrapped in the arms pressing his back against his chest and there she rebelled when a tear line to her right cheek.
"Arthur, no!" She cried.
"Why? I'm tired of pretending, "he shouted louder," I'm tired of having to give his arm to a woman who is not you, and having to say goodnight to a woman who is not you, and you must consider the marriage to a woman who is not you! "and when he had finished speaking both looked lost.
"Marriage?" She asked after a moment of tense silence, "the bride?" Said outraged, but stupidly Arthur felt relieved that he had obviously spared little attention to the fact that he would consider marriage if was with her.
"He says you and I belong," he said, almost in a tone of victory "has always known. And you love me, "she smiled, raising his eyebrows.
"She's crazy," declared calm raising the chin, because the challenge to admit otherwise. But he stretched out his hands gripping his face to get him to own and kiss her.
She did not allow "No," protested by pressing his hands against his chest and turning his head to avoid meeting his lips.
"Damn, Morgana" Arthur railed again looking to put space between them "Have you decided that this life do you like? Do you really want to continue to shovel manure and spend the evening to have dinner with Merlin, "he asked impatiently.
"Are you jealous?" The girl asked, appearing shocked by his self-centeredness.
"Jealous? I? Merlin, "he asked in mock dramatic, rolling his eyes not meeting his gaze," And 'why? "He asked again, unable to play again indifferent to the prospect.
She shook her head up "You-" she stopped, tired "Do you really want to kiss you," asked the confused look on his face appear "This body, this face ... my soul is trapped in here, but this is not me, "she said, and he smiled and shook his head" I do not care, "he protested.
"But to me," cried with frustration.
He turned his back and nodded, running a hand in her hair and taking a deep breath before turning around and cover the space that separated them in a couple of steps, and then press it against his chest until to hurt her.
"Forgive" said against her hair "I guess I want you, whatever way I can have you" agreed "And I thought about what you wanted," he heard her grasp with both hands to his back and stroked her hair assuring "We will find a solution, see"
did not know, really, what was the solution. He could tell his father the truth, and hope that the woman who pretended to hold out his madness Morgana quite understood why Uther?
threatened, not because it would serve in the mind of the woman there was only what she wanted to believe them. And what kind of magic he had used to take the body of Morgan? All texts of the Kingdom that could treat the subject had been burned to its foundation and Druids were hiding from every human eye, fearing for their lives.
He did not know what to do, and his head was bursting.
When he returned to his rooms Merlin appeared before the hint of a smile and telling him he had to talk to him.
"This is not the time" said sitting in front of the fireplace to rearrange ideas, but the other insisted on the grounds that it was a very important issue.
"Next time" granted "What is it?" He asked trying to make use of all the patience he had left.
"Here, sire, I know you feel like you madly"
"I might disagree," he replied, now ready for any kind of revelation "Continue" said Fast.
"I said, it sounds crazy as I am about to tell you, but I ask the courtesy to listen to me because you will certainly find some truth in what you say"
Arthur nodded with a grin as he continued to babble, unable to get on top of that speech he had prepared for four times, "That servant who takes care of the stalls ... this is ridiculous, I tried to tell myself that it is not, but believe me, when that servant speaks ... and the way she moves, then ... "tales lost while walking back and forth in the room" ... it needs not necessarily have to lack grace, but ... you know ... the things that Avalon seems to know ... "he continued to speak gesticulating, and Arthur crossed her arms over her chest, taking a deep breath ... and then speaks in a so-"he paused, not wishing to put in any awkward position in the case - likely & ndash , where Arthur had accused him of having drunk wine in full morning instead to devote himself to his work "is not rude, absolutely, only one-po'"
"impertinent? Disrespectful? As if I had known all my life and knew exactly how to help me on my nerves? "Suggested the prince in a tone of light.
"Exactly," said Merlin pointing the finger and continuing to walk "all my life, just like that," he said trying to make him think about that last sentence as Arthur looked at him obvious patience "Here, sire, so and I know it sounds crazy but ... I suspect that the maid is in fact-" he paused again, raising his hands to stop the slew of accusations that would surely have poured on him "take consider the possibility that this is reality-servant ... "
" Morgana "anticipates Arthur, Merlin, but continued to speak calmly," I know, I know it's crazy but - "He stopped only when, a few seconds later, his brain including what Arthur had said.
"Did you notice it," he asked in amazement, or lock.
"take me for an idiot?" Outraged asked before adding, "Forget it, do not answer."
Merlin sat on a chair in front of Arthur "But it seems crazy," she admitted, "You're sure? I mean-"
" When we were kids me about a wonderful place in which souls of people who loved each other is recognized and be reunited, a wonderful place where I would meet my mother because she loved me, and she would find her father. I repeat these words of hate and she said that if we meet again there I was called a liar in front of everyone "told him, shaking his head as a smile escaped him," That place was called Avalon "admitted without meeting his watch" It 'been a headache from the moment you came into my life, "he declared in a tone of tolerance," If I pluck out eyes and she was lost in a crowd of ten thousand people, I know her too. "
Merlin's lips parted in amazement of that statement, feeling closer to the boy who had sworn to protect, because they share with him things that probably most of the time, does not even allow himself to remember.
"I'm sure," repeated Arthur, and silence invaded the room. So when a female voice cried out both the desperate and felt rushed out of the room.
followed the soldiers who came in the wing where the rooms were of Morgana, and found his body lying at the foot of the stairs, while Gwen was crying next to his Lady shaking because resumption of ways, continuing to say "Why? My Lady. Why did you push? "
Arthur raised his head to see, Morgana - his beloved Morgana - pale and trembling, staring down with his eyes full of horror . guards reached the quickly grabbing her by the arm and he stopped not only through the intervention of Merlin that the recommended doses spoke softly to his calm, to remind him that his behavior depended on the life of Morgan.
"What are you talking about? E 'to save the life I wanted to stop the guards, "he raised his voice with Merlin after he had pulled apart.
"It's not what you would have obtained," said another.
"I'll go to my father," said Arthur realizing that Merlin had been right to act that way "bad idea" insisted the boy parandoglisi front.
"will speak with him, convinces him that Morgan could never-"
"For him, Morgan was attacked by a servant who had accused him of being a witch, What are the chances you think? "
"Damn it! I invent something! "Railed trying to move the weight, but Merlin clung to the arms by making ballast" that you will not be locked up and accused of being prey to a spell while Morgan will be burned alive save you from a spell from which you are afflicted! "
" And who tells you? "Arthur raised his voice to the frustration and panic and Merlin said instinctively" Morgana "without realizing the error until it was late.
"What?" Prince's voice was low, and his servant let go from her arms, stepped back almost frightened by the seriousness on his face.
imagined there could be the worst times to reveal that the woman he loved, trapped in the body of a maid mad that he wanted to usurp the place, had within it the magic that his father had launched twenty years earlier and was condemned to certain death for anyone. Just do not give anyone could think of now.
Arthur made no comment when told of the dreams that tormented Gaius Morgana and for which continued to give infusions of little effect. He continued to remain silent even when told of the warning ticket that he had left among his things that he had attributed to the servant, without being able to immediately explain the reason and basis of his concern.
Arthur left him standing there without a word and Merlin did not find anything else to do but follow him, hoping that the silence meant something good.
Prince got the hearing and immediately tried to talk quietly, ignoring the tears that threatened to Gwen blow it up every second that passed.
"We do not know how things went," he said trying to sound rational and meticulous.
"Morgana struggle between life and death, not enough for you?" Asked his father out of his mind.
"Morgana is strong," he reminded himself, rather than God "waiting to see what it says Gaius first to despair," he continued "The only What we can do is ensure that there is justice
"Right," agreed Uther "She denies of course but we know he is guilty"
"But father-"
"Gwen has seen it all, this is not enough," he asked pointing to the weeping girl stops in a corner of the room.
Arthur turned incredulous' It is true? "
"She made you," she said between sobs, her eyes swollen and face flooded with tears as her hair fell badly on his forehead, "He pushed my lady"
"You saw push? You saw with your own eyes? "Churches closer to stare into my eyes.
"I ... I have seen-"
"What did you see? Tell me what you saw " urged the impatient.
"I saw Lady Morgana falling ... and the girl with her arms stretched toward her," replied holding his chest with one hand.
"And this seems to you a try?" He asked, turning to his father "We should expect to be able to ask the same Morgana what happened," he insisted.
"And if you do not wake up?" Gwen's voice made him turn around, and then again looked at his father "That's impossible," he said, his voice dark. It was impossible to consider this hypothesis. If Morgan died - if the body of Morgan died - what is now home to his childhood friend and the other half of his soul would be condemned to the stake or beheaded. And he would have lost again, this time forever. If the woman died he would no longer know how to put things back to normal, and even if he managed to avoid a death sentence he would be sentenced to life without her throughout his life he would never could have stayed at Camelot.
"I pray to God that way," said his father's giving it away, to retreat into his private chambers.
Arthur did not pray for a long time - foolishly had always thought of being able to do everything alone - but retired to his room he asked God to help him, and I hope you were listening.
0 comments:
Post a Comment