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[ Morgana looks awful. Though shame on you if you mention it to her. More tired looking than before, somehow. The gray disease took its toll on her. That does not mean, however, that she doesn't look regal, for she is. Head held high as if she is a queen on her very throne is the only way she will allow the city to see her. ]

Asgard.

No new magical flowers grown for my return? I am sourly disappointed. I was certain that the deities would have us all sing songs in matching rhymes after the forced kisses and being bound to those I had little desire to be bound to.

I suppose this is how the Gods prepare for the great war that would be upon us all just as soon as the false queen of the Giants would find her courage again.

I hope your stay continues to be -

[ what's the word? oh yes. ]

Uneventful. On behalf of the very queen of Camelot. We are three now, as it happens, two kings and queen of the very same kingdom among you, if it would please you.

[ if it does, you would the first to be pleased. ]

As it would have to please us.

[ to those who wish to find her, she would be found in the park, wrapped in a heavy dark cloak, a book on her knees.

Perhaps she needs the sun today. ]

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You're not married to one of those kings, are you?

I'd tear my own lungs out first.

[ said very seriously. No way in hell. ]

[-- well, at least that means she's single, right?]

Not a commitment kinda girl - I can roll with that -

[ w o w ]

They are my -

[ she wants to say 'family' but it was never true with Uther and is no longer true with Arthur and the word is heavy and it pains her for she has no family. The last of her family died on an alter at the Isle of the Blessed. ]

My blood. For all the faults of Camelot, we still do not marry our blood.

[ unless of course your name is Uther Pendragon and you're marrying your daughter to her half brother just to keep from telling everyone of your mistakes. ]

Yeah that's - that's a good idea.

[Nervous laughter, she's too pretty for his brain function.]

[ what is wrong with you even. There is a frown on her face, perhaps she has nearly forgotten what it is like to have someone charmed by her. ]

So most would claim.

[ only nearly though, she allows a careful smile to reach her lips. Mostly false but still pretty. ]

You are?

[Very pretty - and his brain is already mush.]

Uh, yeah -

[Come on brain how hard it is to say Xander - but that smile...He moves to lean against the wall behind him, misses, and almost falls on his ass.]

- I'm Xander.

[ wow she forgot how fun this is. Thank you for taking her a few years back, Xander, her laughter is genuine and it's mostly amused rather than mean.

She is not the city's favorite citizen but if her good looks and charm can win her some support then why not? ]

You may call me Morgana.

[ instead of you know. Your Grace, Your Majesty, My Lady and so forth. ]

A pleasure, I am certain.

[Hey, women laughing at him is pretty much his only interaction with them anyway, he's not complaining!]

First time being on a first name basis with royalty.

[There may be a light blush coloring his cheeks now too.]

I'm an even bigger treat in person -

Really.

[ Look how charming she can be when she wants to. Suddenly, she's the flirty lady of Camelot all over again. ]

I am not surprised. These bracelets do very little justice with some individuals.

Queen...? Has Arthur gotten married?

Not quite yet, no. His queen would be queen by hand-fasting alone.

[ Gwen, she knows but says nothing. ]

The Queen of Camelot wishes for her throne for it is her right, for it is in her blood, not because she has somehow charmed Arthur.

....

[A frown]

But is blood not Arthur?

Edited 2013-04-01 21:44 (UTC)

Queen, Morgana?

Queen, Regina.

Why if memory served right, that was for Gwenhwyfar.

Was it? How unfortunate.

[ she'd mourn if she cared. ]

How fortunate for you that you do not refer to my birthright.

Your birthright interest me a bit more than the candies and the flowers. My Camelot is not your own. Rule your realm as well as you'd like, destroy it for all I care. I do not acknowledge it nor your reign in my own.

Blood is also Arthur.

[ she might seem harsh, Morgana, but this is a truce offering if there ever was one, her acknowledging Arthur here and it makes her careful, it makes her anxious. ]

And myself.

"Candies and flowers"? No, Morrigu is exiled, you know, she isn't allowed to set foot in her own father's kingdom, let alone Cymru.. I think you would do well to reconsider that. But it does concern me, since it involves your brother and I happen to be quite fond of him to begin with. What of him?

Edited 2013-04-01 21:51 (UTC)

Then come to our Camelot, Regina, and fight by his side and be cast aside too for you are not his queen, nor shall you be for all your fondness.

What is between me and my brother is our own matter, and had you listened you would perhaps have an inkling as to what of him. But I do not plan to indulge your fond curiosity, I fear, as much as it touches my heart to hear of it. You have no authority over me, queen in your land or not. The matters of our Camelot are not the matters of your own and if you care for my brother so, ask him, not me.

Edited 2013-04-01 21:56 (UTC)

You do well to remember what you've said: no authority.

You have no authority over anyone in Asgard for that matter, either. As a matter of fact, all royal ties have no real significance, no? You best cast aside your ego, Morgana, and whatever insecurities you hold in your heart with your brother. Although I suppose I will advise that you keep peace between him; I would hate to see this ridiculous sibling feud be blown out of proportion.

I do not hold my title over Asgard, and I care nothing for the city. I am a queen in my realm and I keep the title, as all other royalty does. A queen does not cease being one when away from her own kingdom.

Perhaps it is you who would do well to not assume you know anything of my heart or of my relations of Arthur, it is unbecoming at best, deeply foolish at worst.

[ this is more of a truce than will ever be in Camelot, Morgana acknowledging both of their claims and she loathes to be the one with the ego, the be considered the overly ambitious one when she holds to the same crown all Pendragons hold to. ]

You know nothing of me, you know nothing of my heart and I do not care to change that.

[His eyes go wider than the usual stare]

You, Morgana?

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