kings_ward (kings_ward) wrote in ridgewayresort, @ 2011-08-20 16:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | crowley, morgana |
Who: Morgana and Crowley
What: Dream plottage
Where: Her dreams
Rating: TBD
Finally it had happened. Uther was rotting in the dungeons and Morgana was queen of Camelot; as she had every right to be. Her victory was slightly tempered by the fact that Arthur was still running about the countryside somewhere, but she had no doubt that his little rebellion would soon come to an end. Everyone would of course accept her as queen.
Needless to say, the occasion called for a celebration, the likes of which Camelot had never seen. The Great Hall had been filled, the long tables groaning under the weight of scores of delicacies while one act after another entertained everyone.
Noticing an unfamiliar face in the crowd, Morgana frowned; of course she would be suspicious of anyone unfamiliar. And, as the man moved away, she instinctively followed, through the hall, into the corridor, and then out onto one of the castle's many balconies. He could be signaling someone.
"I don't believe I know you," she remarked, from the doorway, arms crossed.