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Name: Brun

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This is how you loved me: fiercely, passionately, without restraint you'd do anything for me no matter the cost

- until she came along so similar to you and I wasn't enough for you anymore

you plotted my downfall with her (jealousy is a powerful drug indeed)

It was she who stopped you from killing me, yet still you wanted me on your side and you did whatever you could to achieve it

"You promised your love to me," Morgana said as she gazed down at the kneeling Mithian, "and you betrayed that promise. You were going to marry Arthur and when the marriage fell through you remained allies."

"Arthur is a good ruler," Mithian replied. "If you kill Arthur, the people of Camelot will riot. You will never gain their loyalty."

There were in their circle three healers (or, at least, three who had a knowledge of healing greater than most) and these were Freya, whose waters had great medicinal properties, Merlin, who had studied both magical and non-magical means of healing in their tutelage under Gaius, and Guinevere, who had spent enough time around Merlin and Gaius to know what to do. This was especially useful as there were often many injuries among them: most commonly Arthur and Lancelot, though Merlin was a close third.