A/N: Another drabble! I don't own Merlin. Here.


Morgana couldn't believe it.

She saw the body, the dead boy. The one who had haunted her dreams.

She had cast the spell, done it herself. Yet now she realized it was never what she wanted.

She had loved him.

No, she wasn't thinking straight. How could she have loved him? She hated him.

That's what you tell yourself… a voice in her head told her. She told it to shut up.

But she was filled with longing, looking at those defenseless lips.

Was it wrong?

Of course.

But that didn't stop her.

She kissed him.

This love was over.


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