Disappointment overshadowed relief greatly. While she really would have forgiven him if he had witheld that from her, she was glad that he hadn't. At the same time. She wish that he knew more so he could tell her. Morgana could see clearly that he wasn't lying to her. She felt that he wasn't.
"For some reason, my father led everyone to believe that she'd died when she was just a baby." Morgana answered, her tone soft, as she recalled the conversation between Uther and Gaius. She just couldn't understand why. Couldn't imagine what reason he ... She couldn't blame him. He was her father and she thought the entire world of him. Both before and after his death. Nonetheless, this .. she didn't know what to do with this. But she refused to blame him. "He had Gaius give her to the High Priestess of the Old Religion who raised her and then had him swear a solmen oath to never tell anyone. Even Uther didn't know." Although it seemed that Morgause was born far before Uther had any reason to hate magic, for some reason her father had seen fit to decieve his best friend. "I don't know why she never contacted me. It didn't say why yet. However, she did know who I was. She ... took care of me." With the braclet. Morgause could have left well enough alone and she hadn't. And her words that she remember her. Morgana could tell that she wanted to reach out. "Morgause left me a healing braclet that helped me with my dreams. Apparently it came from the House of my father. I didn't even recognize the design." She didn't know why she hadn't. It was yet another unanswered question.
Morgana paused for a moment. The last thing Merlin likely wanted to hear was the way she was talking about Morgause. However, she had yet to find a reason to say a wrong word against the woman. She was her family. She'd felt something the moment she had laid eyes on her through her laptop screen and she had known it when she'd seen the woman in person. "I knew, Merlin. I knew that we were sisters." The words came out, unbidden. Looking for understanding. Looking to give a reason. And perhaps asking for an explanation. It was a thought that she'd wondered upon. Why was it that she had felt a connection to Mordred and to Morgause. A very strong one. Yet for Merlin ... she wouldn't say she had nothing. There had always been a slight question in the back of her mind, a prick of feeling whenever he would say something in particular. She'd always been able to brush the feeling aside, nonetheless, but for Mordred and Morgause it had been obvious, even through the screen. It would be so simple to say that evil like connected to evil like. However, she refused to believe that she was evil. That either of them were evil. There methods might have not been the best; however, neither were Merlin's all the time. Trying to over throw Uther didn't make them or her evil. It just put them on the other side of his supposed harmony. "From the moment I saw her, I sensed that we'd met somewhere before." Which logically didn't make any sense, if Morgause had been given away when she was just a baby. Very likely before Morgana had even been born.