AN: This comes from 'Dr Horrible's Sing-A-Long Blog' and is sung by Dr Horrible (Neil Patrick Harris) after he achieves his dream but by losing Penny. It's an amazing song, really love it and felt it suited Morgana brilliantly.

As night fell over Camelot, Morgana stood in her chambers. It was strange, she had spent so long plotting and planning how she would take control of Camelot and now that she had, she felt sort of adrift. Like all her focus had been on the actual taking of Camelot and now that it was hers, she didn't really know what to do with it. Morgana knew that Arthur was still out searching for the Cup of Life and would most likely try and attack now that she was queen. He would have to swiftly be dealt with, then things would be perfect. Morgause entered the room and looked at Morgana. she crossed the room and took Morgana gently by the arm.

"Morgana, what's wrong?" Morgause asked, her concern being shown by the use of Morgana's actual name. Morgause wasn't one for showing concern but her sister was different; Morgana was possibly the only person Morgause ever truly cared for or even loved.

"Here lies everything
The world I wanted at my feet
My victory's complete
So hail to the queen." Morgana sang. This was what she had wanted, wasn't it? She wanted her birth right. She wanted to be queen of Camelot. She wanted to avenge the countless people like her who had suffered for having magic. She had done those things. Why wasn't she enjoying the spoils of victory? Why wasn't she happy?

"Everything you ever…" Morgause replied as she looked around to ensure they were alone and did something she very rarely did. She hugged Morgana. Usually she only did that when Morgana had been scared or struggled with who she was or what she wanted to do. Now however she was hugging her in triumph. This was what they had wanted. This was everything Morgana had wanted. It would just take time for her to get used to the fact that she was now queen of Camelot. Once that was done and Uther and Arthur were dead, everything would be fine.

Morgana was no fool, she knew that Gwen knew that she was not the same Morgana she had been before and wouldn't accept her as queen, not when her own eyes were on the throne. However she also knew that Gwen was too scared to even attempt anything foolish. She wouldn't want to hurt herself or her precious Arthur. That afternoon, Morgana attempted to speak to Gwen who was tidying Morgana's chambers to get her to see reason.

"You are queen Morgana and I respect you as such." Gwen replied. Morgana shook her head, those were the same words Gwen had used to describe Uther. She had respected him as king but held no real care towards him as a person, even if he was Arthur's father and her's.

"Arise and see
That your world's benign
So you think justice has a voice
And we all have a choice
Well now your world is mine." Morgana claimed. "I am your queen Gwen. Can't you see? This was what I was born for, this is what I want. It's everything I ever wanted."

"Everything you ever…" Gwen repeated in shock. Since when? It wasn't so long ago that Morgana loathed any concept of being queen of any kingdom. Mainly because she abhorred the concept of being married off to some random prince she'd never met or that if Arthur couldn't become king, she wouldn't want the burdens and responsibilities of being queen.

"You don't want to be queen. You just want to spit in Uther and Arthur's eyes. You always had." Gwen muttered under her breath causing Morgana to look at her sharply.

"What was that?" Morgana asked in a dangerous tone and Gwen quickly ducked her head.

"Nothing, Your Majesty." Gwen replied as she grabbed a basket. "I need to go."

As she watched her former friend hurry out of the room, Morgana shook her head. What did Gwen know anyway? If anyone was the wannabe queen, it was her. Fawning around after Arthur like the foolish young girl she was, clutching onto some stupid dream of them marrying and living happily ever after. No. Gwen was wrong as usual. She was the rightful queen and this was what she wanted.

"And I am fine." Morgana claimed.

"You have no idea just how much I hate you." Morgana spat at Uther who was chained to the dungeon wall. As the usurped king slunk back against the wall defeated, Morgana sneered at him. How pathetic was the tyrant when his structure of power was removed from under him? The answer was very. Such a shame. Oh well. Things had changed in Camelot and everyone had best adapt to it. Or else.

"Now the nightmare's real
Now Queen Morgana is here
To make you quake with fear
To make the whole world kneel." Morgana claimed as she swept out of the dungeons, regarding the knights sitting in cells and glaring at her through the bars. Let them glare, let them hate. She was their queen and if they were foolish enough to oppose her then they would all pay in blood. This was what she wanted, why couldn't they all see that?

"Everything you ever…" those words ran around her head over and over again. This was what she wanted, she had always wanted justice for those persecuted for having magic. She had wanted what was rightfully hers the moment she learnt the truth. What was wrong with getting what she wanted?

Morgana shook her head. Enough was enough. She was queen and if anyone had a problem with that, it was theirs to deal with. It wouldn't affect her in any way. "And I won't feel a thing."Morgana claimed.

AN: Next up after the battle of Camlan, Merlin dreams a dream…