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Waking up to someone else in her bed is one of the many things she holds no fondness for. Especially when she distinctly remembers that they certainly were not there when she went to sleep. The fact that it is someone she knows only strengthens it. The fact that it is him causes the battle between her heart and her mind to begin anew.
Well, Morgana certainly hopes you have had a nice sleep Gwaine, as your waking is going to be anything but. Shaking her head she embraces her anger, quickly becoming furious that he managed to find his way into her bed. She takes the dagger she keeps her pillow, fingers tightening around the hilt and in a single swift movement she straddles him. The blade pressing against his throat--isn't this familiar? ]
What are you doing here?
[ backdated to the morning!
Waking up to someone else in her bed is one of the many things she holds no fondness for. Especially when she distinctly remembers that they certainly were not there when she went to sleep. The fact that it is someone she knows only strengthens it. The fact that it is him causes the battle between her heart and her mind to begin anew.
Well, Morgana certainly hopes you have had a nice sleep Gwaine, as your waking is going to be anything but. Shaking her head she embraces her anger, quickly becoming furious that he managed to find his way into her bed. She takes the dagger she keeps her pillow, fingers tightening around the hilt and in a single swift movement she straddles him. The blade pressing against his throat--isn't this familiar? ]
What are you doing here?
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[ He bows politely and strides from the room before he loses what fraying control he has over his temper. ]
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[ Unlike her daughter Morgana says nothing, watching Gwaine bow then leaves the room. If only she had the luxury of leaving to clam her own fraying nerves. ]