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“Spare her.”

 

Morgana’s voice shook. She didn’t even try to hide it. She’d never be able to. This was too important. Morgana needed Morgause to understand.

 

Spare her.

 

It was just two little words. They should be meaningless. Spoken words usually were. But the breathe shook in Morgana’s chest and it felt like her heart was being crushed slowly the longer the silence dragged on.

 

Spare her .

 

No specific person should be enough to sway Morgana from this cause. From her war. Her people need her and she needs the throne. Nothing has the right to keep her from her goal. It was her birthright . But here she was. The mere thought of any harm coming to her made Morgana nauseated.

 

Spare her.

 

Morgana had never had a problem with killing after the first couple times. If she forced her emotions into compartments, she could make steady progress toward her goal. But not when it came to her . Morgause was angry. No, Morgause was fucking raging. Morgana wished she could do better.

 

Spare her .

 

It had always been her.

 

Spare Her .

 

It had always been her .

 

Spare Her