asgardeventide | ❦ 008-> accidental video/open to action for those in the new camelot house { canon updating }

[ It starts with a scream.

Although you hear just the end of it, a pierce, hysteric cry as an image comes to life in this late hour of the night. The bracelet shows nothing; just a blurry image that turns out to be white silks and pale hands as they shakily try to pull it, almost violently, off.

It takes a moment, perhaps by now you will hear other voices as whomever it was that screamed, they were bound to wake people up. Still, pale hands pull, frustrated and panicked before the task is done and the bracelet is thrown to the other side of the bedroom.

After that, all you can hear is the sound of a jewelry box as it hits the floor, spilling necklaces, rings and hair ornaments everywhere.

Perhaps you can will notice an image of a girl, a soft whimper of no, no as she turns - black hair falling down her black and flees from her bedroom through a door into what could only be a bathroom.

A slam of said door and a click of a lock.

And then everything is silent. ]

[ ooc; and so, after a dream of more than a year in Camelot (!!), Morgana is now canon updated into mid 2x12, Fires of Idirsholas where everyone is sleeping, Morgana is partly responsible and nothing is beautiful and everything hurts.

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[ Gods. Gods, he'd led the damned charge on the camp under the premise they'd taken her against her will, and she was only seeking answers. Answers that no one else would give, answers he wasn't even aware she needed at the time.

Arthur feels as though he might be ill.

But that's not a matter for Morgana to concern herself with, it's not of her doing. He grits his teeth and tenses, but continues on anyhow. ]

Useless at all turns.

[ He will have to speak with Merlin on this later on. For now, though, he keeps his brows furrowed and looks upon her gravely. ]

You have to know I would never have let Father harm you, Morgana. Or - [ He swallows and shakes his head. ] - if you had truly wished to leave, I ... I could have helped you.

[ The idea does not sit well with him: losing her, even to ones that could offer greater sanctuary. Even still, if she had willed it ... he would have seen it done. ]

I will do anything to protect you. You must know this.

[ You must know this, he says and she agrees. She must remember what she had forgot, what the woman of before knew. Father is not son and Camelot has not made of Arthur what it made of Uther. She will not see the man she now remembers is her father, had already disowned him but Arthur is not Uther, even if at times she had convinced herself his loyalty is solely to his father and his duty.

She had lost him as he did her, somewhere in between magic and druids and Morgause and his duties. She is not certain when it had happened only that it did and she had been a fool for letting it happen. She is his elder but now she feels younger than him, less certain of something this is simple truth to him. The future king of Camelot is protective of his bastard sister to the point that he would defend her even against the father that they share. ]

I know, Arthur.

[ good Arthur and his foolish loyalty that makes her - well, ashamed of herself, of her actions. ]

I know now. I shall not forget my lessons, not here.

[ He watches her for a moment, waiting, holding dearly to that sincerity and resignation in her words, before wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her against him. ]

Good. I'd loathe to have to teach them a second time, you're an awful student.

[ He presses a light kiss to her temple. ]

I'll stay with you, if you'd like.

[ Something akin to her laugh leaves her lips. A bit softer but nonetheless sincere. At Camelot she'd tell him to go back to his business. The crown prince of Camelot has more urgent duties than a frightened sister. She had turned prouder over the years, allowing only Gwen to tend to her when she got like this even though this was once a duty she had allowed only Arthur to perform.

Funny, how clearly she can see it now and her answer is accordingly. ]

Please.

[ Ordinarily, he wouldn't even offer - they've long since grown past that stage in their lives, but here, Morgana has become something so much more important to him than just the King's Ward having troubled sleep. She is something precious, and he would be damned before he was absent when she needed him.

He gives her shoulder a squeeze and moves to stand with a stretch. ]

I will return shortly. I might like to be a bit more decent.

[ There's a playful smile, and he reaches over to kiss the top of her head once more before leaving for his room to get a nightshirt. It will be a long evening, and he will be prepared for it. ]

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