Morgana & Shaera

it was almost as if time had stopped, and there he was in front of her. the one person that she did not ever think she would see. her foster father’s son. she knew though that arthur was not his father. he was kinder, showed more courage, and there was something extremely pure of heart within him. she had seen that on more occasions that she would ever admit. merlin hated her, and she honestly couldn’t quite understand why. what did she ever do to deserve such hatred, when he was the one that poisoned her? “i uh....” she blinked a few times and then cleared her throat. did he not know her? there was an ache, almost as if she was disappointed that he did not know her. “there is no way we could know each other though, is there?” she lied. if she had told him who she was and howe she knew him she could very well end up sounding crazy. though she would not lie about her name. “i’m morgana, and you are?”

lilith often liked to take a stroll before she headed home to go back out. who needed sleep anyway? she couldn’t remember the last time she slept other than waking back up in woodshore, though honestly, she didn’t remember going to sleep. emerald hues flickered to look at the blonde as she spoke, and she followed the gaze to the sky before she looked back to her again, the softest of smiles crossing her face. “creatures surround us all the time, some take the forms that look just like me and you... i am sure.” she being one of them. she after all was the mother of all demons. “what creatures do you like to study?”

just when she thought she was at peace and was able to start again, she finds out that the traitourous snake that tried to kill her, was also there. it made her slightly bitter, but she wasn’t planning on letting it get to her, because in her eyes, merlin would win. she wanted to try and move on. she personally had the strangest of gifts when she woke up back in her bed. it was a beautiful pendant necklace of a triskelelion. she knew that the druids wore this symbol, or had beautiful tattoo’s. she knew that this symbol meant everything to her, and so she wore it, and the moment she put it on, she felt as though she was a little closer to come, but she couldn’t help but think there was a meaning behind this necklace. now here she was, at lux’s club, trying to relax, and then she heard something drop. “woah okay...” she picked up what appeared to be a mobile. “scuse me, think ya dropped this?”

shaera listened to the words of the blonde, and her own amethyst hues flickered as she looked up, one hand coming up to brush her silver locks away from her face. “it’s pretty odd... isn’t it? do they do this out of an act of kindness? or cruelty? or maybe something else?” she had received something else entirely. what appeared to be a soft blanket with rhaella’s name embedded into it, and the scent reminded her a little of home. “i’m trying to figure out the same as you. why these?”

Gods she missed the druids, and her sister. She missed what she called her ‘magickal family.’ It was where she felt most at home. She didn’t feel like she had to look over her shoulder incase she was killed, because she lived under the castle roof of a tyrant of a king who slaughtered those with magick. The difference here was that people didn’t seem to be like that. She had freedom here in her own way. She was on her way out, when suddenly she heard a voice, and a frown crossed her features, turning to see what appeared to be a orange cat, followed by a woman frantically trying to catch him. She was quick with her movements, moving slightly into the middle of the hallway to then reach down and scooping up the cat in her arms. “now now... you shouldn’t be running away...” the brightest of smiles crossed her features as she fussed him a little before looking up at the woman. “i’m guessing he’s yours?”

amethyst eyes glistened beautifully, her beautiful silver hair was tied up in dutch braids to keep it away from her face. rhaella. where was her daughter? she still couldn’t find her !! and yet, she had found the man that protected her granddaughter, one whom she hadn’t met. how was that even possible? rhaella was just but a few breaths old when she last had her, right? she raised her cup of coffee, and took a soft sip from it before setting it down, a sigh escaping her lips, and then something caught her eyes. familiar silver hair, features that she recognised, and eyes that screamed TARGARYEN. she couldn’t help herself, she found herself placing the coffee down, her eyes widening a little before she stood up, eyes never leaving the other. “rhaella? is that you?” her voice was filled with hope, in hope that she had finally found her sweet daughter.

there was something rather calming about a stroll of a small adventure late at night, and since the moon was nearly full, there was a little light shining the path for her. perhaps though, the forest wasn’t the right place to go, especially since she didn’t know her way around all that much yet. it was quite the adventure, and after sometime, she began to make her way back, and then she turned a sharp corner, gasping sharply as she found herself almost colliding into a woman, and she took a few steps back, her hand to her chest, feeling her heart thump hard. “oh my gods i am so sorry i didn’t see you!” she looked up to see the beautiful red headed lady. “it seems i’m not the only one who likes to go about the night.”

anger bubbled underneath her skin. or was that her magick? she knew that her magick usually reacted with how powerful her emotions were, especially when she was angry or upset. right now, she was probably a bit of everything. CONTROL. CONTROL YOURSELF. a few sharp breaths, fingernails digging into her skin, and perhaps she had pierced the skin, but she wouldn’t know until she loosened her grip on herself. she finally laughed, her eyes never leaving the traitorous snake. gods how she adored him. how she thought of him as her closest friend. how she TRUSTED HIM WITH HER LIFE. and by doing that, she almost lost her life. or perhaps she had. “you speak with such bitterness and hatred, merlin, but i think it is i should that speak such a way...” her words were blunt, yet not filled with anger, or upset, or even calm. it was just NOTHING. “ i didn’t know i had a traitor as one of my neighbours “ she quipped, a simple smile crossing her features.

she couldn’t remember ever being so FURIOUS before. just when she thought she was away... and to try and forget EVERYTHING, her past had to come back and haunt her. was the universe trying to TEST her? he was here. her MURDERER was here. that TRAITOROUS SNAKE. she wanted to make him pay for what he did to her. alcohol wasn’t the best form of comfort sometimes, and this night was the one time that it wasn’t helping. she felt her feet take her out of lux, her fingers pressing the bridge of her nose for a moment, trying to clear her senses and to calm down, but she could already feel the presence of another. “what ya looking at?”

fingers tapped across her coffee cup. since being here she found that she had a great love with the one thing that kept her going through the day. she still suffered from nightmares, and so that meant to had no sleep what so ever. thank the gods for make up. deep in thought, she hadn’t noticed a figure at first nearby, and she cleared her throat, seeing just how busy and full the cafe was. “if yer looking for somewhere to sit, you are welcome to sit there...” she wavered to the free chair at her table, and she forced a smile, eyes moving to lock upon the person nearby.