Uther did have a talk with him about being appropriate towards Morgana. It was why he distanced himself despite not wanting too. In his eyes, he wanted to be more than friends with the lady, but because she had no genuine prospects, his father would be against such a union. Biting his tongue about his feelings, he had no choice but to be silent. Nothing could ever come from it. Well, not unless he was king. Arthur still trusted her more than anything. Which was why he wanted to come clean with her. âAt the age of nine, something happened⊠I didnât know at first but after the woman who I am friends with confirmed it⊠I have magic and been learning under the priestesses of the old religion.âÂ
Normally, he didnât stutter. The princeâs nerves were on end by this point and his hands were shaking. Clasping them together tightly, he swore under his breath. Refusing to look at Morgana at first, he hung his head as if ashamed. He knew the truth about his mother. Shirya and Morgause had told him. Pendragon then got to meet his mother and actually hold on to her. They promised when the time was right, he could again. That was not until four blood moons and four cycles from now. Four years he would have to wait. It was why he resented Uther so much. Why he kept his distance more and more.Â
âI have my ways. Thereâs a route I take that cuts the journey in half and if I canât get away, Shirya comes here to my chambers at night to teach me.â It was a risk on her part, but the priestess said he was well worth it. Plus, no cell could hold her. All she had to do was magic and whisk herself away. âShiryaâs like a mother to me. She pretty much adopted me.â He admitted to her. Gazing towards the other, he breathed steadily out. âIâm glad I wasnât asleep then. I doubt Iâll be able too.â There was a sleeping draft he had in his cabinet locked up for such occasion. âMaybe there is a way where you can be. Shirya left a horn for me in the room and I use that for when I canât reach the Isle. I could use it a night. Itâs soundless so no one would hear it. She could teach you as well.â For once, he was excited about this. He could actually have someone to practice with and Morgause, no doubt, would be coming as well. âIn between her coming, I can teach you as well.â Nights would be a time he would look forward to now. Most likely, he would dismiss Merlin early so he could be with Morgana. Seeing her yawn, he patted her hand and smiled. âWe can start tomorrow night. First thing. I think itâs time you met my adoptive mother.â He understood why she didnât want him to sleep here. Leaning over to kiss her on the cheek, gently, he went to climb to his feet. âTil tomorrow Mâlady.â
âYouâve known since you were nine?â Morgana asked, clearly surprised that heâd known for so long and for having had found it out at such a young age. He must have been so scared when heâd found out, she couldnât imagine living with that fear from such a young age and knowing your very own father would have you killed, he must have been terrified. Whoever this woman was that had helped him, she knew he must be grateful for having gotten the help in the first place. She frowned a little at him, knowing this person snuck into his chambers, likely by using magic to teach him was a huge risk. Not just for Arthur, but for her too.Â
âThatâs a terrible risk, Arthur. You shouldâve be having her come here like that, what if the two of you were caught?â Sheâd be burned and who knew what would happen to the Prince. The woman was like a mother to him? She didnât know what to think about that, so she chose not to comment for now. Uther would most certainly not approve, but then he wouldnât approve in general. âI donât know âŠ. like I said, thatâs a risk. Iâd have to think about that, but thereâs no reason why you canât teach me whatever you learn.â That she was more open to, because she trusted Arthur over others, it. would take her time to open up to the idea of meeting someone new and inviting them in like that to teach her magic.Â
She did eventually nod, knowing that regardless of what she thought, she would want to meet this woman that Arthur had become so close to as to see as a mother. It seemed that he had this whole separate life that none of them knew about, not that she would tell a soul, but it was a surprise all the same. âGood night, Arthur.â Sheâd almost called him âMy Championâ as she had done some in more recent years. After they bid each other good night, Morgana sighed and tried to lay back down to go to sleep, though it was certainly no easy feat.
When Morgana woke the next morning, she almost wondered if last night had been a dream. Almost. The curtains still very much so looked stomped on, but luckily unsigned, so she went over to them and straightened them out so that Gwen wouldnât notice. Knowing today was the day before a tourney, Morgana waited on Gwen to tend to her, which didnât take long. The serving maid was not surprised to find her awake already as that was a common occurrence. Eventually, she was ready to join the King and Arthur, greeting their guests as normal. Her gaze caught on Arthur a few times and she knew some might suspect something between them, better that than the magic they held between each other. Tonight. She would get her first lessons from him tonight and to say she was looking forward to it was an understatement.
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